Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone

82. Quicksilver Pietro!

Pietro?

Mike, who was sitting by the window in the shop, drinking his coffee, suddenly heard a somewhat familiar name and subconsciously looked up in the direction from which the voice came.

into the eye.

A tall, slender man, wearing a blue, tight-fitting outfit similar to a workout uniform, with messy short, light blonde hair and a light beard, and looking somewhat casual, was leaning against the cashier while looking around the store.

Just as Mike looked up at Pietro, Pietro's gaze also fell on Mike.

As a native Sokovian, Pietro realized the moment he saw Mike that Mike wasn't a local.

After all, Sokovia is a war-torn country, and even in the capital, there are very few strangers.

The most important thing.

Mike's demeanor was completely out of place in Sokovia. Regardless of what the demeanor of the local Sokovians was like, anyone who was a Sokovian could immediately tell that Mike was not from Sokovia.

At the very least, they are not the kind of people who reside permanently in Sokovia.

Mike recognized Pietro the moment he saw him.

Pietro Maximov.

Quicksilver!

Mike thought to himself, but his expression didn't change. When he saw Pietro looking at him, he smiled and nodded, then looked away and continued to drink his coffee while looking at the scenery outside the window.

Pietro, who was waiting for his food at the bar, also turned his gaze away and spoke to Uncle Wors, who was preparing the food behind the cashier, in Sokovian: "From outside?"

Uncle Worth was just about to speak.

Mike spoke first, also in fluent and authentic Sokovia.

"Just got back from Paris."

"..."

Pietro was surprised that Mike, whose clothes and demeanor were completely out of place in the local area, could speak their language.

He thought Mike was a foreigner.

Uncle Worth turned around at that moment: "Mike is Mrs. Werno. His mother was sick, and he only managed to get back here this morning."

"Vilnov?"

"Yes."

Upon hearing these words from his acquaintance Uncle Worth, Pietro's expression shifted slightly, as if he had just realized something.

He knew Vernov; his parents had taken him and his sister there when they were still alive.

A very nice city.

and so--

This person is not a foreigner.

Quicksilver Pietro, after taking the plate from Uncle Walls, went straight to the opposite side of Mike, pulled out a chair, sat down, and extended his right hand to Mike.

"Pietro Maximov".

"Mike Ametra".

Mike did not refuse to shake hands with Pietro.

In fact, he was quite interested in the Quicksilver Pietro in front of him.

Really.

Tell a joke.

Quicksilver Pietro, who can run at speeds up to Mach 6 and whose surroundings appear to stand still while running, and who can even catch bullets with his bare hands, ultimately dies from being hit by a bullet.

Yes.

Quicksilver Pietro, who could catch bullets with his bare hands, was killed by a bullet.

This sounds like a joke, but it's the truth.

but……

Right now, the most important thing is the gem of the soul.

Mike had originally planned to go to Hydra's fortress outside the city after breakfast, but seeing Pietro in front of him, he suddenly changed his mind.

He originally intended to attack directly, just as his wisdom told him to use super force after retracing the path of the Saint Seiya.

Simple and direct.

But upon seeing Pietro, for some reason, Mike had a sudden change of heart and changed his mind.

After all, the Mind Stone is crucial to his future.

Only success is allowed; failure is not permitted.

He was determined to get the Mind Gem.

and so!

You can never be too careful.

After shaking hands with Mike, Pietro's curiosity was the same as that of the shop owner, Worth.

"You just got back to Novigrad? What? All flights have been cancelled."

"Feel sorry."

Mike mentally reviewed the revised plan, and after confirming it was correct, he smiled slightly, apologized to the curious Pietro, downed his black coffee in one gulp, stood up from his chair, took out ten dollars from his pocket and placed it under the coffee cup, then said to Uncle Worth behind the bar, "Breakfast was delicious, thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Worth."

That's all.

He then said goodbye to Pietro, who had just sat down to enjoy his breakfast, before turning and leaving the breakfast shop with a smile and politeness.

Quicksilver Pietro turned his head to look at Mike's back, which quickly disappeared from sight at a normal human pace after leaving the breakfast shop. He then withdrew his gaze, grabbed the black bread in front of him, and was about to eat when his eyes suddenly fell on the ten-dollar bill that Mike had placed under his coffee cup.

next second.

He seemed to have thought of something.

"Uncle Walls."

"Um."

"He just said where he came from."

"Paris."

"Paris?"

Upon hearing this, Quicksilver Pietro looked at the ten dollars hidden under the coffee cup in front of him.

Although he had never been abroad, he still knew some common sense.

such as……

The official currency in Paris is the euro, not the US dollar!

Quicksilver Pietro thought to himself, then seemed to remember something. He quickly finished his black bread and coffee, got up from his chair, said goodbye to Uncle Walls in slang, and walked out of the breakfast shop behind him with the breakfast he had packed for his sister Wanda.

He stood at the doorway, looking to both sides.

into the eye.

Mike has disappeared without a trace.

The moment Mike left the breakfast shop and felt Quicksilver Pietro's gaze disappear from his back, he vanished from the spot.

A golden-red light streaked towards the outskirts of Novigrad, the capital of Sokovia.

Mike sped along the only road leading out of Novigrad, stopping only after reaching a dense forest outside the city.

next second.

He looked up at a hill hidden deep in the dense forest.

into the eye.

A massive, medieval stone castle instantly came into view.

This enormous castle stands atop the hill.

It is surrounded by open, sparse woodland and slopes with no obstructions, and no one can approach it without alerting the castle.