Bail

Captain America's words were both sincere and passionate. Baldy killing Red Skull would undoubtedly dilute his prestige, especially at this point after the Skrull invasion, when Captain America's reputation was already low. Defeating Red Skull had been the greatest achievement of Captain America's life. Now that Red Skull had reappeared, that achievement had naturally been greatly diminished. Yet Captain America harbored not the slightest resentment, and the sincerity in his words was moving.

Captain America gripped Baldy's hand tightly. He did not dare pull away, afraid that if he showed even the slightest sign of resistance, Gungnir, wherever it had been stashed away, would jump out to help again. If it stabbed Captain America to death again, there would be nowhere in this vast world for him to hide.

Live on another planet? That would be far too miserable.

Baldy put on an excited expression as he listened to Captain America continuously recount his past battles against Hydra in a nostalgic tone. All he could do was chime in nervously and offer his own opinions from time to time.

As Director Daisy's capable assistant, Baldy knew Hydra all too well. Whether it was the organizational structure or the internal coordination mechanisms, he only had to mention a few key points for Captain America to praise his insight and wisdom. The two of them had a great deal in common when it came to fighting Hydra.

Though Miss Maid was not part of Hydra, she understood the relationships between everyone present perfectly. Her face was taut as she feared she might burst out laughing.

Daisy received the news the next morning. The sound of her phone call also woke Hill from her sleep.

Like an overly startled quail, the aide warily looked around. Only after discovering that she was in a