Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 930 The Right Authority (Second Update)

"Maybe we should drop something down from here." The soldier stood in front of the armored glass porthole, arms crossed, looking out. His black combat uniform's shield insignia featured a mountain, a golden eagle, and the Roman numeral I, indicating his unit. He and his comrades gazed through the porthole at the Earth enveloped by the atmosphere.

"My home is over there, in Miami," he pointed haphazardly. "I can wake my kids up to watch the shooting stars!"

"I think the bigger chance is you'll become space junk, Romeo. Unless you dare drop the ablation armor down there," his comrade said. "Those guys at the Martian foundry are busy cleaning up post-war space debris. If you dare do that, your kids won't even qualify for college. I bet if you delay the foundry's asteroid belt mining, you'll be a machine slave working in a plasma reactor."

"What else can I do!" Romeo shrugged. "I can't see the missing team in the South American rainforest from where I'm standing here."

"You don't need to come. The big shots above are busy searching for them, even though my rank isn't higher than yours. I really don't know how you've survived this long, or how Juliet has put up with you. Did she marry you just because your name is Romeo?"

"She really likes Shakespeare."

"That's fucking logical, I like it."

"No matter what, we'll still have to throw something down after we find it."

"We're the only mobile force still on the space station. If the Monarch doesn't want to destroy the entire South American rainforest, then we'll definitely be the ones thrown out." Asoron blinked his dark eyes, which were full of stories. He was a veteran, both in experience and age. "Perhaps there are others. It's said that the team is of great significance, and the Sorority's leader, as the Monarch's personal guard, might also participate, just like what we encountered in Mount Finnbowent and the town of Noahdun. I think they must really want to burn something, and perhaps the leader of an evil organization could satisfy them."

Power armor is incredibly cool, especially Tita's ceremonial power armor, which is exceptionally beautiful. Compared to Stark's gold and red Iron Man suit, although slightly inferior in functionality, the Sisterhood's power armor is clearly much more aesthetically pleasing. According to the quartermaster of the First Secret Regiment of Fimbulb Winter, the best soldiers in the future will have the opportunity to be issued a set of lightweight power armor to enhance their combat capabilities, and may even be able to undergo modification surgery to extend their lifespan and cure terminal illnesses.

“Or perhaps lurking aliens.” Romeo sighed, lowering his hands. “I’m worried about my family, Alonso,” he said. “What if there are shapeshifting aliens around them?”

“Don’t worry, we were among the first to be screened. The monarch will protect our families, which is much better than when we were stationed in Afghanistan. There were no IEDs everywhere and no sneaky CIA agents. We’re fighting to protect humanity, not those Wall Street businessmen.” Asolon patted Robert on the shoulder lightly. “There’s also a substantial pension, and… our lives have been completely different ever since.”

"Yes, that was truly unforgettable..." Robert reached out and touched the collar of his combat uniform. Beneath the bulletproof armor was a golden eagle necklace, a gift from the Sisterhood to the wounded after the Battle of Finnbowent. Robert had been severely wounded, but thanks to the advanced medical technology of the Immortal City, he received a cloned kidney, a cloned stomach, and part of his intestines. He also received medical insurance that included an opportunity for a life-extending surgery.

To be honest, what the Immortal City gave to its soldiers was something that the wealthy outside desperately craved. The soldiers of the First Secret Regiment of Fimbulb Winter understood this as well; the price of those surgeries far exceeded their lives.

Secret War Phase One: The First Nine Days

"We did find a Trinity attack helicopter, but only wreckage. The search team also found the wreckage of the plane Laura Crawford was traveling on nearby; initial assessments suggest it was an emergency landing, and there were no bodies near the aircraft. Based on the drag marks, they were likely heading northwest, possibly to the city of Renalc. After that, our search team found more evidence, including the bodies of Trinity soldiers and signs of gunfire… confirming it was a plasma weapon…"

“Laura Crawford has been missing for far too long. The monarch values ​​Laura Crawford highly, and we absolutely cannot allow him to become anxious.” Stephanie waved her hand, interrupting her secretary’s report. On her desk lay a pile of documents, and a small black kitten lay sprawled on top of stacks of parchment and high-capacity data storage devices, looking like a tiny fur blanket. Stephanie was aware of the Black Panther God’s alliance with Salomon, so even though she didn’t particularly like the cat, she hadn’t tried to chase it away, simply using it as a paperweight. Only when the cat couldn’t resist scratching everywhere would Stephanie start to lose her temper—but recently, her anger threshold had been getting lower and lower, even her secretary, Diana Lister, had noticed.

"Where are the satellite reports? Have the space station search based on the satellite reports. Whether Laura Crawford is dead or alive, we must find her. Give the Sorority orders: search and destroy."

"We don't have that authority, ma'am." Diana was startled by this idea.

"Then use the monarch's name." Stephanie took a seal from the drawer. "This is the power the monarch has granted me, because he knows I can wield his authority where appropriate. Go and carry out orders. I need the intelligence department's full cooperation... I wonder what the monarch sees in Laura Crawford. Is it just because of her figure? Yes, I admit she is very beautiful..."

Diana Lister didn't dare speak until ten minutes later when she was finally given the chance to leave the office. She experienced unprecedented workplace pressure for the first time; having a grumpy boss was clearly not a pleasant thing, and then the Hydra blood flowing through her veins made her wipe away her tears. The educational methods practiced by the Lister family for generations were gradually taking effect. Even though she hadn't fully understood them before, as a member of the power center, Diana Lister began to instinctively recall the knowledge Dr. Lister had taught her.

"If a ranking were to be made of the most important figures in the Empire, Diana Lister would certainly be on the list. No one would believe that the reason why Diana Lister, who would one day hold a seat in the Parliament, was able to stand by the Emperor's side and even influence the Emperor's decisions and the lives of millions of people to some extent, was because she felt the workplace pressure from her superior and thus developed an ambition."

I say this because of the Liszt family biography. As a mortal, Diana Liszt's influence far exceeded the limitations of her identity, even reaching the level of Stephanie Malik, a famous figure in the Empire and head of the Executive Yuan, thanks to the education passed down through generations of the Liszt family.

To learn more, please purchase *The Liszt Method of Education*, written by the renowned historian D'Artagnan. Available in all bookstores in Terra, this is a must-read classic for parents of elementary and secondary school students throughout the Empire, giving your child a head start. [This paragraph has been deleted.]

—The History of Empires, Second Revised Edition, 125th Review

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