Reinforcements

Captain America had been through countless battles of all sizes and had his own standards for judgment. Though they had never fought before, he knew the gap between the two sides.

He was trying to think of a way to solve the problem. In his view, every problem had a solution, as long as one had a heart that refused to give up.

While he pondered countermeasures, Daisy was also protesting to the higher-ups.

Never mind who those higher-ups specifically were; she had to protest.

That shameless Adam had armed Ancient One to the teeth. If circumstances allowed, he would have loved to give Ancient One a mount and two pets as well!

The randomly selected Captain America had nothing but a shield. Poor guy—forget a dagger, he did not even have nail clippers. How the hell was he supposed to fight?!

"I protest! This violates the principle of fairness!" she kept muttering in her heart.

"...Protest denied."

"I continue to protest. This is an insult to the principle of justice!"

"...Protest denied. This is fate's arrangement."

"I protest once more. At the very least, basic principles must be maintained. The disparity cannot be this huge, can it?!"

"..."

After Daisy protested several times in a row, no one knew whether The Supreme Being had loosened the restrictions a little or whether the current Living Tribunal, this general manager, still had some real authority. In any case, Daisy was permitted to add one weapon for Captain America.

It had to be a weapon Captain America had personally touched on the timeline and gained ownership rights over. This condition was the same as Ancient One's.

She did not even consider those technological devices; they had no value whatsoever. Daisy set her sights on several divine artifacts. The first thing she thought