Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 636 Unexpected Event (First Update)

Salomon unilaterally declared that the tight-fitting mini dress is the best invention in the world.

Yoga pants might also make the list, but the exact ranking depends on what Bayonetta wears today, or what Salomon has torn this time. He was in a much more relaxed mood than the Avengers, who were stuck in a quagmire. Steve Rogers and Tony Stark's questioning hadn't really affected him—the anger was real, but it only made him frown, not actually erupt in fury. He'd kicked them off the carrier simply because he was about to open a portal, send the Skyship Cross Rose to London, and then activate his previous appointment to provide the sorority girls with a full day of luxury shopping and upscale dining experiences.

Those were delicacies that even the carrier's kitchen couldn't provide; after all, the carrier's space was limited, and even food preparation had to be done at the base. Salomon wasn't complaining; the construction team had done their best. He just wanted to kill the chef who made him the pasta! He had never eaten anything so awful; that lump of pasta was comparable to Mammon's stinky fart! Where did Stephanie find a chef who couldn't even make pasta?

Next week's news frontline: We will discuss the consequences of the Avengers' actions in the Sokovia conflict and the current rescue situation in the region. In fact, many new faces have emerged in this conflict. According to insiders, the part of Sokovia that rose mysteriously disappeared, and reporters learned from local residents that they witnessed extremely horrific scenes on the day of the conflict. Experts do not rule out the possibility that existing footage has been altered, but some religious figures, conspiracy theorists, alien apocalypse proponents, and flat-Earth supporters claim on their public websites that this is a harbinger of divine punishment or a secret weapon from aliens. They believe the government is concealing the truth, and that the whole incident was actually caused by an alien invasion… We will also be following the latest developments of Scott Lang, a former employee of Vesta Corporation and a cybercriminal. He will be released from prison on July 17th. Stay tuned to our website for more details…

"Thank you again to the Sokovian expert group and the UN representatives. The issue of government oversight and transparency regarding superheroes continues to be a hot topic of public discussion. This topic has only intensified as the public witnesses events on the other side of the world. Now, let's revisit a case from several years ago..."

Bayonetta turned off the television because she was no longer allowing anyone to disturb the sorcerer.

"Mama, this is absolutely delicious!" Salomon chewed a few bites and swallowed it whole, praising it in broken Italian. Hearing Salomon's words, the witch finally smiled with satisfaction. This plate of pasta was a spur-of-the-moment creation of the witch; she had even added sugar and vinegar to the diced tomatoes. Bayonetta was so enthusiastic; she even brought the plate to the bedside, so much so that Dina thought she had lost her job. The sorcerer ate with tears streaming down his face under the witch's expectant gaze, because Bayonetta's food tasted exactly like alchemical potions.

On the bright side, at least this time we were able to cook the diced tomatoes properly, right?

Perhaps I really shouldn't have fired that Russian chef. I should have been more lenient with him instead of sending him back to the restaurant in Moscow. I recently bought it, and although I've never been there myself, I still need to make sure my manager makes a good impression on the staff. Even so, Salomon gets furious just thinking about that chef—Xenia, Kuritsyn! That petty thief! Stephanie should have put the head chef on board instead of an assistant!

"I guarantee this is the best pasta I've ever had." Salomon sniffed. "I didn't cry, it's just a little hot. You cook even leather belts well, Bayonetta. I think we can save some for Joan of Arc; she must miss the taste of home."

"Great, the pasta in New York is awful. Besides, I've already asked for leave for you, darling." The witch winked, a broad smile on her face. "Anyway, you're not in a hurry to attend Jane Foster's lecture, are you?"

"It's just a Nobel Prize, nothing special. I want to call Darcy. I've missed 110 calls already, she must be frantic." Salomon casually placed the plate on the table, then picked up his phone and dialed back under the witch's gaze. "Darcy, I'm sorry, I just returned to Earth yesterday. Yes, in Sokovia. I saw Thor, but didn't get his autograph, he went back to Asgard... I'm not going to go all the way to Asgard just to get you an autographed photo... No big cigarettes, you can shoot those old guys, they can't do any research anyway."

"Stephanie, take a break. I'll come pick you up."

"Agent Hand, yes, I'm listening..." Salomon's expression shifted, anger and sorrow like the ever-growing black shadows of the Rocky Mountains under the setting sun. "I understand. Thank you for contacting me immediately. Find all of Commander Gonzalez's remains and prepare a dignified funeral for him." He said in a deep voice, "Human blood debts must be washed away with the blood of aliens, and this time is no exception. Tell Agent Coulson that this is my will, and if he insists on being buried with him, I hope you will not hesitate."

"What happened?" Bayonetta's elegant eyebrows furrowed. "Has someone important died?"

"Yes, a venerable mortal. Bayonetta, perhaps I need to attend a negotiation, or a massacre."

Skye had just taken down a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent when Melinda May arrived. "We're trying to figure out what's going on, but you'd better stop, Skye."

"What did you do?" The mixed-race female hacker strode over aggressively. "Gonzalez shot and wounded my mother. He declared war on us! You should have stopped!"

"We need to see Gonzalez. Wherever he is, we can still salvage the situation."

"It's too late. Take your people and leave."

"I need to see Gonzalez first."

The rookie agent, Skye, honed her skills through numerous missions; she was no longer the naive young girl she was when she first joined S.H.I.E.L.D. But Melinda May hadn't expected Skye's resolve to be so strong, that she would actually reach out and stop her. Melinda received intelligence that Agent Victoria Hand had immediately dispatched an assault transport ship to the Inhuman settlement of "Afterlife" after the gunfire, and Agent Hand was reportedly on that vessel. Melinda intended to resolve this issue quickly; if she waited for Victoria Hand to act, that woman's ruthless methods and Salomon's technical support would be enough to unleash a massacre in "Afterlife." This was not what Agent Coulson wanted; Agent Coulson desired peace, not war.

Victoria Hand found Melinda May unconscious, initially believing she had died at the hands of the Inhumans. After diagnosis, the Chinese-American agent was found to have a mild concussion. Recalling the chaotic scene earlier, Hand had no idea who had attacked Melinda May.

Victoria Hand contacted the former head of S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy and now the commander of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s only carrier strike group since Gonzalez. "Tell me, Agent Weaver, what gift did Gonzalez prepare for the Inhuman leader?" she asked. "Gonzalez is dead, and your alliance with Agent Coulson is null and void. I'm not Agent Coulson; I know what to do in this situation, and I'm capable of doing it—something Agent Coulson couldn't. He's no longer an agent; his emotions outweigh his reason. Tell me everything you know, and I'll make the judgment."

Please vote for me!

(End of this chapter)