Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Nagini: ...

Can mothers set a good example for their children?

"Am I not a good role model?" She stood on tiptoe and turned around on the operating table: "Her mother is so perfect, so the child naturally cannot embarrass herself - the family has no shortage of air conditioning."

It wasn't because of the threat. Little Cookie knew that Mori Yuesha wouldn't really eat her - it was because Little Fatty had slowly realized the pain of being 'useless': Nagini was Mori Yuesha's personal maid; Arrietty and the two from ancient Egypt also had different roles.

Only she herself, besides being held by Mori Yuesha and rubbed on the head and face to keep her cool all day, was useless. Although Mori Yuesha didn't care, as the dragon blood gradually awakened, Xiao Cookie's self-esteem began to play tricks.

She wants to lose weight! Her mother can hardly hold her anymore!

On the other side, two men had already taken off their armor and were hesitating whether to go over and talk.

"Are you sure that person over there..." What Yinsen didn't say was: Are you sure that girl who looks like a psychopath is here to save you?

Tony replied with a wooden face: "Or do you want to discuss with those terrorists outside who is a better shooter?" He left Yinsen and strode towards Mori Yuesha.

"Well, should we leave first?" He pointed at the circular door that was still flashing with light: "Just walk in, right? Miss Magician?"

"Of course not?" Mori Yuesa jumped off the table.

"You need to chant a spell to enter - first I have to confirm that neither of you is mute, right?"

Yinsen and Stark looked at each other.

"No…?"

"Very good. Repeat after me, and step in as you recite." Mori Yuesha smiled and clasped her hands together, and did not forget to inform Nagini to record the video: "Great, dust-free, "beardless, hairless, and hairless" "Bald God", I am your believer on earth."

"I am about to leave danger and enter Taoyuan."

“I pray here, thank you for having mercy on me, looking at me, and saving me.”

"I hope you will never be knocked down by the light, and may your bald head and eyes always be as bright as new..."

Yinsen: ...

Tony:…

She would feel uncomfortable if she didn't commit suicide.

"It's not uncomfortable, it's a very wonderful feeling." Mori Yuesha whispered to Nagini cautiously: "Your sense of smell will become extra sharp; you will feel cold, and then your limbs will start to become weak - your esophagus will contract, and then, saliva will be secreted continuously..."

Nagini smiled and said, "Is your stomach still uncomfortable?"

"how do you know?!"

She pinched Mori Yuesha's pointed nose and said, "Tell me, is there a possibility?"

"Are you hungry?"

"Hee hee hee…"

"Mori! Yue! Sha!"

The two greasy and dirty men looked straight ahead, clenched their fists and stepped into the dimensional door - the big fire ring. To be honest, the moment they stepped through, they really felt the hearts of the lions jumping through the fire ring in the circus...

An extremely uneasy feeling.

It wasn't until the soft carpet sank down along the soles of my feet that the sense of reality returned to my brain.

Is this...safe?

What about those terrorists?

Mori Yuesha was the last one to enter.

She pulled a table knife from her sleeve, cut her finger, and sprinkled a few drops of blood on the iron mask made by Tony.

“They’re going to have a lot of fun.”

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The dimensional gate dissipated like a cold flame, leaving no trace.

Residence, living room.

sunny.

Nagini took Yinsen to wash and pack first. The man was very perceptive: he could see that Tony Stark and Mori Yuesha knew each other, and he also knew that there were some things that were not convenient for him to hear.

After the maid and Yinsen left, there were only two people left in the living room.

"Mori Tsukisa?"

Tony looked around and walked over to Mori Yuesa, imitating her and sitting cross-legged on the carpet.

"Mori Yuesha, is this name correct? Mori Yuesha, Mori Yuesha..." He repeated it several times, carefully scanning the girl, and suddenly said: "... on the mast, something fell into your palm?"

"Seabird."

"When?"

"at night."

"How did it fall—"

"It's not a drop." Mori Yuesha interrupted him: "'Crimson Chain of Cytorak', the name of this spell card." She raised her index finger, and a card condensed from purple mist appeared at the girl's fingertips.

"I hate such long names..."

The muttering man seemed to have forgotten the name he had given to the armor.

He tried again unwillingly: "What color is Jack's hair?"

Mori Yuesha didn't respond, and instead looked at Stark and asked, "Is it that important whether I am 'Mori Yuesha' or not?"

…certainly.

This involves a huge inheritance.

"Oh." Mori Yuesha thought she didn't need it. "You can keep it as a gift."

"You can't not."

Tony Stark was uncharacteristically excited: "How could you not want it?!"

"I've kept it for so many years! He's been waiting for this day since I was a kid! He fulfilled his promise...what about you?!"

A joking bet made Howard Stark keep the two pieces of equipment until his death - and then his son followed his father's instructions and waited quietly for the person who might never show up.

Chapter 70 Subsequent Return

Mori Yuesha is the person who will never appear.

"Howard is a stubborn kid..." The girl was a little depressed. Tony kept a straight face and said nothing. After cleaning up and having dinner, Nagini asked the two to have a good chat in the annex and solemnly stated that fighting was not allowed.

Well, this time Star can finally ask all the questions in his mind.

"What the hell are you?"

Mori Yuesha had explained it countless times during this period, and it was easy for her to say it. After a "planeswalker meal", Mr. Tony, with his hair dripping wet, was instantly confused.

"You mean, the multiverse?"

"Do you believe it?" Mori Yuesha was surprised.

"There's nothing strange about this." The man rolled his eyes and said, "Wake up, old antique. Such worldviews are extremely popular now." He wiped his face and poured himself some hot tea. He took a sip and his whole face wrinkled.

"No wine?"

Tony's reaction was exactly the same as Howard's back then.

When it comes to acceptance and understanding, both father and son are equally amazing.

"Understand, accept. Am I faster than him—" Tony made a slit with his hand: "—faster than him?"

Is this even better?

No, and he even tried to pursue me back then.

The man's face changed drastically.

"He, he actually...refined..."

Mori Yuesha slapped his thigh unhappily: "You were not even as old as me at that time. Can you give your father a little more trust?"

The man shrugged regretfully.

No, all the men in the Stark family are the same. He glanced at the sitting Mori Yuesha and said vaguely:

"My father said that you were frozen in time - I see, these decades - but you haven't grown in any way."

Mori Yuesha straightened her body and said, "I've always been like this."

"If you're a lady, you shouldn't answer."

"If you're a gentleman, you shouldn't harass minors."

The gentleman and the minor glared at each other, and then Tony chuckled.

"I can't believe it... I escaped death and the person who saved my life was someone who absolutely could not possibly appear." He still feels it's unreal. A person who hasn't changed in decades...

magic.

As if he had thought of something, he suddenly sat up straight: "Are there many people like you in this world? How did you find me? Can magic let you know that I'm in danger?"

"There are many in the multiverse, and there are also many in your world." Mori Yuesha only knew that there were many wizards in Kamar-Taj. According to her inference, since they claimed to protect the earth, doesn't it mean that there are many similar creatures?

"As for how we found you - do you know Mr. L?" Mori Yuesha didn't mention his nickname, searching for his adjectives in her mind: "It is said that he rarely fails and is a world-class top detective. Police forces in various countries have cooperated with him to some extent."

Tony Stark knew him. "The mysterious man who never showed his face in public. How did you know him?"

"Because of Sister Misora."

"Who is 'Misora-sister'?"

"Naomi Misora, a woman who rides a motorcycle very fast and likes to stick to me and lock me."

"She... forget it, I won't ask you how you knew her." Tony Stark was still thinking about what Mori Yuesha said, "You have a lot of worlds too," and his thoughts became more and more firm.

"Thank Mr. Mysterious Man for me. Invite him to dinner when you have the chance. I have to go back for a press conference, Sen--"

"Mori Tsukisa."

"Well, you come back with me. My father and the two people on the Titanic left you a lot of 'inheritance'." He said: "I have to find a reason to introduce you to those people. Let me think about how to say it..."

The man was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, thinking hard. Mori Yuesa stretched, stood up and prepared to take a bath.

Before leaving, Tony suddenly asked Mori Yuesa a strange question.

"Huo... I mean, my father. What did he look like when he was a child?"

No brainer question...

"cute?"

"Really..." Tony lowered his eyes and stared at his fingers with many wounds: "He, has he ever thought about having children one day - I mean, children, many children would think that they would be fathers one day... No, it's hypothetical, assuming that they would be fathers. I mean, has he... ever told his children about his expectations for them..."

Although the words were confusing, Mori Yuesha could understand them.

She turned her head away: "No."

"He was only a few years old at the time and didn't think about issues related to children."

That's it.

Tony understood in his disappointment.

"You know, Mr. Stark, you two are very similar." Mori Yuesha raised the corners of her mouth: "The evasive way of asking questions and the look on your face after getting a negative answer - I still remember on the Titanic, when he learned that I didn't like men and rejected him because of my age, he angrily ate two whole lobsters..."

Tony glared: "You don't like..."

Mori Yuesha glared back: "…So what!"

"No... do you serve lobster here?"

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