"Master The Ancient One!"
The moment The Ancient One finished speaking, Hill immediately retorted with an expressionless face.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. is an independent organization under the United Nations. We will not join or become affiliated with any organization. We serve only the people of the world..."
"Wait!"
The Ancient One directly raised her hand to interrupt Hill. At the same time, she looked at the two children beside her and smiled at them.
"Take a good look at this auntie in front of you, and then I'll tell you this.
You may study magic in the Sanctum, and you may study knowledge, but do not learn this auntie's stubborn mouth.
Because those with sufficient strength need not say much, while those who talk tough are often not powerful enough!"
With that, The Ancient One waved her right hand. The Sanctum hall where everyone had been standing instantly shifted, and even Heisenberg found himself dizzily seated on a sofa.
Hill and Natasha were even more stunned. They could not imagine how they had suddenly moved from the hall into a guest room!
At the same time, differently styled cups appeared in their hands!
Natasha was shocked to discover that she was holding the cup she least wanted to see from her memories!
When she had trained in the Red Room, she had been forced to trade the lives of a classmate and an opponent for the drinking water the instructor provided that day.
And the cup in her hand now was exactly the kind used to hold water in the Red Room!
As for Hill, her own coffee mug from S.H.I.E.L.D. had appeared in her hand.
Smelling the contents of the mug, Hill's brows furrowed tightly.
The scent was actually identical to the coffee she had brewed herself.
While Natasha and Hill