Cuckolded

"Are all the people in your Centaurus Galaxy able to eat this much?"

Once seated, Jennifer held her wine glass and took a sip of her favorite wine to calm her nerves.

As rebels, they didn't have much money to begin with, and as the rebel leader, she would struggle for a long time every time she went out to order food.

That's great, they just emptied the tavern of all its food.

Over the years, I've set an example by living frugally, and the little money I have left has been spent, with one-tenth of it going to charity.

Jennifer looked worried.

They weren't trying to accept the surrender of foreign forces under the guise of rebellion; if they had a budget surplus in their annual year-end summary, that would be something to celebrate.

Even so, it's still based on the premise that their military equipment is either plundered or stolen.

Without the support of outside capital, the rebels did not live as carefree a life as outsiders perceived.

Is this a lot?

Beckett glanced at him sideways and asked in return.

Is the amount of food he eats always been this much, from childhood to adulthood?

It's clearly because these people themselves eat too little.

"Never mind, never mind."

Suddenly remembering that the man in front of her seemed to be the crown prince of the entire Centaurus Galaxy, Jennifer waved her hand dejectedly, feeling that she should avoid having too much interaction with such a wealthy, insignificant person who didn't know the value of money.

I could be so angry I'd die.

"Let's get down to business. The boss needs to go get some food."

Jennifer abruptly changed the subject.

We were originally planning to talk while we ate, but now what's the point of eating?

"I've already contacted the teacher, and I'll take you to see him in three days. Then, if the teacher agrees, we'll go directly to the Knowhere Control Center, where Robin lives."

With the Infinity Stones in the teacher's hand, plus the two Infinity Stones in Beckett's hand, the combined power of the three Infinity Stones is enough for Jennifer to defeat Robin!

"It doesn't matter."

Confident in his own abilities, Beckett did not follow Jennifer's arrangements.

All he could think about now was whether he would actually be able to find the Soul Stone after this deal was over.

And the Power Stone hidden on this woman.

As Beckett tilted his head back and drank, Jennifer's shoulder-length blonde hair was clearly visible through the bottom of the glass.

Woz's panel analysis is already very clear; the power this woman used earlier should have come from the Power Stone, one of the six Infinity Stones.

[Bringing back two Infinity Stones at once, Father will probably be very happy.]

As he drank, Jennifer's ramblings gradually faded from his ears, Beckett fell into deep thought.

Speaking of which, of the six Infinity Stones, Mind Stone and Reality Stone are already in his hands, the Soul Stone has a map, the Power Stone is in the hands of this rebel leader, and the Space Stone, according to Malekith, is in the hands of Odin in Asgard.

What about the remaining Time Stone?

Where is the Time Stone?

Having unknowingly learned the whereabouts of the five gems, Beckett naturally began to ponder the location of the last gem, the Time Stone.

The result was naturally a complete mystery.

To date, he has not heard any information about the existence of something like the Time Stone.

The two of them ate their meal until sunset, and they were still there.

Beckett continued his thoughts, while the talkative Jennifer kept babbling on until she was silenced by the table full of food.

With food supplies restored, the tavern resumed its nightly revelry, and incredibly dreamlike lighting began to shimmer on everyone's faces.

Hela, still dressed in a black bodysuit that accentuated her stunning figure Hela open the door and entered. She swayed her hips as she sat down at the bar, casually ordering a drink, her long, dark hair gently swaying to the rhythm of the music.

He looked completely at ease.

"Are you back to find something you forgot here?"

His impeccable attire exuded an aristocratic air, and Ego's figure appeared beside Hela like a ghost.

With his elbows resting on the edge of the bar, he turned his head and stared at Hela, who had stopped trembling.

"For example?" Hela ran her right hand through her hair that reached her chest, Hela tongue swirling around the ice cubes that had entered her mouth along with the drink.

"For example, this one."

Ego took out the black sunglasses and gentlemanly placed them within Hela's reach.

Hela raised an eyebrow. "How did you know I'd be back here tonight?"

"I told you, I am a god, didn't I?" Ego took the glass from the waiter and raised it.

"Would a god be so bored as to be in a place like this?" Hela turned her head, propped her arms on the bar, and asked with amusement as the waiter served her drinks.

"Who knows, Asgard's Goddess of Death?"

Hela swirled the glass in her hand, and the hazy light refracted through the ice, spreading an extremely dreamlike color on Hela's cheeks.

"Cheers?" Ego took the initiative, raising his glass further towards Hela.

"Cheers." Hela glanced at it, holding the glass by the rim with her right hand, the thick base of the glass gently clinking against the rim of Ego's glass.

The sound of ice cubes hitting the glass as they collided with the liquor was particularly crisp.

Thump!

A massive figure suddenly flew from not far from the tavern to Hela and Ego's feet.

The hazy lights no longer evoked a dreamlike atmosphere; instead, they highlighted a blood-stained splendor.

The waiter, already used to such things, silently dragged the body away. In this place where the law doesn't apply, drunken brawls resulting in death are commonplace.

We're all just trying to make a living; it's normal to be hot-blooded and full of energy.

"Who else?"

Hela paused in her drinking, the voice sounding strangely familiar to her.

Following the sound, Beckett, dressed in loose Battle Suit, was carrying a burly man in one hand and stepping on a woman whose life was uncertain. His crimson tail was also wrapped around a dwarf who was gradually ceasing to struggle.

"A bunch of useless trash."

With a cold snort, Beckett ended the lives of the four men.

The cold body fell to the ground, causing all the onlookers to make way.

"Beckett?"

"Hela?"

With no obstacles in sight, Beckett easily spotted Hela at the bar, and Hela easily spotted him as well.

"Jennifer?"

"Ego?"

Ego never dreamed that he would be drinking with that alien in this very bar the moment he dumped his woman; Jennifer never expected to run into Ego, who had just broken up with her, here either.

The hazy light lost its dreamlike quality, and Ego's face gradually darkened.

Especially after he saw Beckett turn around and say "Let's go" to Jennifer was standing behind him.

"Do you know that guy?"

Gazing at Beckett and Jennifer as they walked further and further away, Ego asked in a low voice.

"Beckett, Son of Thanos, the overlord of the Centaurus Galaxy. What, are you interested in him?"

Hela watched Ego's expression with great interest. She had seen the film about Ego and Jennifer, and because of Robin's plan, she knew exactly why Beckett and Jennifer were together.

But Ego doesn't seem to know that.

Hela's smile deepened as she casually snapped her the Snap at the waiter, stating her request.

Soon, a glass of fine wine was freshly brewed.

"Want a drink?"

Hela raised her glass to Ego; the wine was a vibrant green.

Thanks to [Gu Yue Ling] for the reward~