Ha, Mortal!

"Then, if my father plans revenge, will it be dangerous?"

Skye still wanted to find them, but Feeney clearly didn't want her to investigate this matter now. An evil organization that could project its consciousness into a computer was not simple at all.

"Don't worry, so many years have passed. He's not that impulsive. He won't be so irrational before finding you or having a certain victory."

Feeney continued, "So, if you go to find them now, it will only make things more troublesome. Most importantly, there's no solution at the moment. It's better to maintain this state for now."

Skye remained silent. So many years had passed, and she hadn't seen her biological parents. It was impossible to be close to them. She originally just wanted an answer when she looked for them.

When she learned from Feeney that they had a reason for abandoning her, she wanted to see them and tell them that she had actually been doing quite well all these years.

She never expected things to be so complicated.

Feeney sighed. He didn't know if telling Skye the truth was right or wrong, but Skye had a tenacious stubbornness in her personality. If she didn't find the truth, she would definitely continue to investigate.

If she accidentally uncovered something about Hydra, the trouble would be immense.

"Then when can I go find them?"

Skye finally believed Feeney. Years of getting along had built mutual trust between them. She was convinced that Feeney wouldn't harm her.

"Wait a little longer. It won't be too long," Feeney said thoughtfully. With Captain America's revival, Hydra would be exposed soon. And even without Captain America, there was him. He could take the opportunity to win over Skye's father, who wanted revenge.

As for her mother, if the Mind Stone Scepter didn't work, he could try the 'Golden Great Deduction Technique' again. If all else failed, there was always Hydra's brainwashing method.

"Okay."

Skye nodded dejectedly, feeling a void in her heart. She hadn't worked since graduation and had been desperately studying computer technology. On one hand, with Feeney around, she didn't have to worry about life. On the other hand, she wanted to resolve the issue of her background.

Now that she knew the truth, she felt a bit lost, especially given her parents' situation. How could she help them return to normal?

As if sensing Skye's thoughts, Feeney reached out and stroked her head, saying softly, "Don't worry, I'm here for everything. You just need to continue being yourself."

"Thank you, Feeney!"

Skye was touched. She felt that the luckiest thing in her life was coming to this home and meeting Feeney.

Although this was indeed the truth!

Without Feeney's Golden Great Deduction Technique, Skye's life would definitely not have been as peaceful and happy as it was now.

After chatting for a while longer, Feeney sent Skye off to rest. In the room, he silently pondered how to obtain the rather important 'Obelisk' from S.H.I.E.L.D.

And not only that, it seemed he also had to go to a place to perform a ritual.

Feeney rubbed his head with a headache. He couldn't remember where the ritual was, but fortunately, he had the compass. He should be able to find the place with its help.

Given Skye's importance to him, and his desire to take her to the place where she could awaken her powers, the compass should be able to do it.

"Should I contact them?"

Feeney pondered silently. At this time, S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra were practically indistinguishable. At most, Hydra knew that he was a member of S.H.I.E.L.D. and also Hydra, while the people of S.H.I.E.L.D. only knew him as a member of S.H.I.E.L.D.

After some deliberation, Feeney still hadn't made a decision. He hadn't planned to stay away from S.H.I.E.L.D. forever, but now he wasn't confident he could protect himself under such a behemoth.

The next morning, Skye was still a bit down. The conversation last night wasn't something she could easily let go of. Feeney couldn't do anything about it either, he could only let her recover slowly.

The issues with Hulk and Abomination still needed to be resolved, and Feeney's time was very busy. Even during classes at school, he was secretly studying spirit body spells. After all, once this magic was successful, ordinary people wouldn't be able to see souls or detect anything unusual.

In the blink of an eye, February arrived.

Feeney's progress was still stuck at the stage of having some insights but being completely useless. Compared to Kassilius, who had already started showing his talent not long after arriving, his mood became even more depressed.

Kamar-Taj.

"Kassilius is really talented, Feeney. If this continues, it won't be long before he surpasses you."

Mordo began his usual praise, completely oblivious to Feeney's darkening expression.

"Hmph, what's so great about that? I just haven't shown my true abilities."

Feeney said stubbornly. Although he wasn't very good at Kamar-Taj magic, he wasn't bad at other 'magic,' such as 'Sumire's Fried Chicken Roll' and 'Golden Great Deduction Technique.'

"You should view yourself realistically, Feeney!"

But Mordo clearly didn't think so.

"Okay, a month's worth of fried chicken rolls, or his better talent, which one do you choose!"

Feeney glanced at Mordo expressionlessly. He viewed his identity realistically. Yes, as a feeder, why should he reason with the creature he was feeding!?

"..."

Mordo's expression stiffened. Although he wanted to resist with pride, he ultimately couldn't resist the temptation of his tongue.

"Your talent isn't bad either!"

Mordo lowered his proud head, betraying his conscience for the sake of the world's only 'Sumire's Fried Chicken Roll.'

Heh, mortal!

Feeney raised his head and sneered, looking at Kassilius diligently practicing in the training ground, still feeling somewhat annoyed.

Just then, Tony's call came. Ever since the Iron Monger incident, Tony hadn't hidden his number. Perhaps he felt it was unnecessary.

"Hello!"

Feeney answered the phone indignantly, and Pepper's sweet voice indeed came through.

"Hello, Feeney, it's me, Pepper. Do you have some time? Tony wants your help with something."

"I'm not, I didn't, don't spout nonsense."

Feeney vaguely heard Tony's triple denial in his ear and became curious. "This guy actually needs my help? Wait a moment."

Saying that, he hung up the phone. He didn't want to listen to Tony's rebuttals.

Just as he expected, Tony had just snatched the phone to retort a few words when he found it had already been hung up. He was filled with anger and had nowhere to vent it.

"I have something to attend to, so I'm leaving!"

After greeting Mordo, Feeney returned to his room and opened a portal to Tony's place. After visiting a few times, he was becoming as familiar with this place as his own home.

"Let me state upfront, Pepper's relayed message was inaccurate. I don't need anything from you."

As soon as he stepped through the portal, Tony's arrogant and infuriating voice came.

"Then I'm leaving right now!?"

Feeney raised an eyebrow and glanced at the still-open portal, looking as if he was about to turn and leave. After all, he wouldn't indulge Tony just for money.

If it weren't for his sense of responsibility and his desire to avoid Kassilius at Kamar-Taj, he wouldn't have come.

"While I don't need anything from you, I do have something I'd like to discuss."

It seemed there really was something, Tony said reluctantly. If it were just a minor matter, Tony would never have backed down so easily. At the very least, he would have had Pepper persuade him to stay.

Sigh, Iron Man is an important character throughout Marvel. It's inevitable that I'd have some interaction with him in the plot. Perhaps the writing style caused some misunderstanding. He's a bit important in the early stages, but only as a setup, not to fawn over anyone. As for the Fifth Skill, there are only a few chapters left. Keep using the prompt "Red Eyes." Ugh, this prompt is too obvious! So, please vote and tip!