Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone

Skye's call was like a timely rain.

When Mike answered the phone, and Skye's voice came through, Mike could clearly feel that Heidi's long-held suspicions had melted away with Skye's call.

However, Skye didn't call to say anything specific.

At the very least, it's not a big deal.

It's about two childhood friends who had been separated for a long time and only met again after a long time. Since their time together in Alavés was too short, they now have some free time, so they called each other.

Let's also test if the phone number Mike left behind is real.

Mike was a little curious.

"Someone gave you a fake phone number."

"Too many, Kyle."

Skye, who was in her room on the Airbus, shook her head and sighed, "You can't possibly understand. After all, you're so handsome now, no girl would give you a fake phone number, right?"

Skye said that.

Before Mike could react, Heidi, who was behind the bar, got excited and kept giving Mike meaningful glances.

Heidi didn't even know who Skye was.

But looking at Heidi's appearance, Mike seriously doubted that even if Skye was ugly, Heidi would probably be very happy to be his girlfriend.

of course.

Skye is very beautiful, but she's not his type.

Moreover, Mike was certain that Skye wasn't testing anything when she said those words.

The reason is simple.

Love requires utmost care and caution.

All we have is friendship.

After Mike hung up the phone, Heidi's face turned visibly red.

"You're such a blockhead, Mike."

"What did I do now?"

Mike put away his phone and looked at Heidi: "You said I don't have any female friends, but I do. Now you can't say I have a problem with my orientation, can you?"

Heidi shook her head: "I take back my doubts about your orientation. You're not gay, you just don't understand romance. Didn't you hear what this girl was saying on the phone just now? She's interested in you."

Mike burst out laughing.

"You mean Mary? That's impossible."

"Why not? I'm a woman, I understand women."

"Because we're too familiar with each other."

"What?"

Heidi paused for a moment upon hearing this, then frowned and said, "You've known each other for a long time, but I don't remember you having a female friend named Mary."

Mike shrugged: "Because we were friends from the foster home, of course you wouldn't remember. I unexpectedly ran into you again in Las Vegas this time."

Speaking of it.

His eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at Heidi: "By the way, her name is Skye now, and you'd never guess what she does for a living."

Heidi raised an eyebrow.

"A dancer?"

"If you are too."

"What did you say?!"

Upon hearing this, Heidi raised an eyebrow and reached out to pat Mike.

Mike flinched, then looked at Heidi: "She's a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent too. Just because you say she's a dancer doesn't mean you're one too, does it?"

Heidi stood there, stunned.

"Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Um."

Mike nodded, then looked at Heidi and shrugged. "Obviously, I've once again gotten myself into one of your SHIELD cases without even knowing what happened. Mary came to me with her boss. By the way, her boss is quite old; you might know him. His name is Phil Coulson."

Heidi's expression froze as she stared intently at Mike.

"Are you sure the agent you contacted said his name was Phil Coulson?"

"Um."

Mike nodded in response: "I've seen his ID, it's the same as the one you showed me back then, what's wrong?"

Heidi covered her lips but didn't say anything.

After a while.

She wiped her hands, left the kitchen, went to the living room, grabbed her phone from the coffee table, found one of the numbers, took a deep breath, and dialed it.

"Victoria Hand"

"commander."

After Victoria Hand answered the phone on the other end, Heidi glanced again at Mike, who was sitting on a high stool looking in her direction, and then said in a deep voice, "I've encountered Incident Number Three. Someone is impersonating the deceased Phil Coulson and has contacted my brother Mike in Las Vegas."

As Mike listened to Heidi's conversation with Victoria Hand, he realized why Heidi's expression had become so serious after hearing Phil Coulson's name.

Because Phil Coulson is dead.

At the very least, there is a tombstone in the SHIELD cemetery that belongs to Philip Coulson.

Although Coulson was eventually resurrected using the GH325 serum made from Kree blood.

However, this matter is classified within S.H.I.E.L.D.

Classification: 7 (Security Level)

This means that only agents at level seven or higher within S.H.I.E.L.D. are qualified to know that Coulson is still alive.

Heidi's phone call confirmed one thing for Mike.

Her level in S.H.I.E.L.D. is definitely below level seven.

This is normal, though. Even if Heidi joined S.H.I.E.L.D. right after graduating from college, it would only have been about four years at most.

So it's normal that Heidi, who was still at a relatively low level in S.H.I.E.L.D., didn't know about this.

But Commander Victoria Hand is a Level 8 Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., so she is qualified and does indeed know that Phil Coulson is still alive.

After all, she had just broken up with Phil Coulson yesterday.

Just then—

Near Las Vegas.

After listening to Heidi's report, Victoria Hand did not seem surprised at all, and simply spoke calmly.

"Mike's back?"

"right."

Heidi listened to Victoria Hand's question, responded with a sound of agreement, but seemed somewhat confused.

Isn't it worse than whether her brother has returned or not that someone impersonated a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, and even more egregiously, that someone impersonated a deceased S.H.I.E.L.D. agent to contact her brother?

Why did she feel that Victoria Hand was more concerned about whether her brother had returned?

Just as Heidi was feeling confused.

But she soon stopped being confused.

Victoria Hand's voice came through the phone.

"Agent Ametra"

"Yes, Commander."

"This is something you're not allowed to handle at your level, but considering the current special circumstances, I can tell you."

"Agent Phil Coulson is not dead."

"What?!"

Heidi's eyes widened in disbelief. If she hadn't dialed Victoria Hand's private number, she would have suspected that someone else was impersonating her commander.

"This is classified as Level 7 Secret."

"Perhaps you should bring your younger brother to the center."

"Sharon Carter will pick you up tomorrow morning!"

"..."