Homelander spread his hands disdainfully.
"A bunch of Nazi remnants who only knew how to hide in the gutter, carrying out assassinations and infiltration."
"What could they do? Blow up a few buildings? Kill a few senators? Or create a few super soldiers like the Winter Soldier?"
"To me, they were like cockroaches in the kitchen. I could crush them underfoot whenever I wanted."
"But you, Fury." Homelander's gaze sharpened.
"You keep claiming it's all for protecting Earth."
"But look at all the apocalyptic crises Earth has faced these past few years. How many of them had nothing to do with your damned S.H.I.E.L.D. or the Avengers?"
"If you hadn't been messing around with the Tesseract, the Battle of New York would never have happened."
"...You even gathered a group of gifted children and turned them into Hydra's test subjects."
Homelander slapped the table and said in a low voice.
"On this planet, the greatest threat isn't Hydra, nor is it some alien."
"It's you, Nick Fury."
Fury's expression changed. He clenched his fists, wanting to retort, only to realize he had nothing to say.
Because, judging by the outcome, every word Homelander had said was true.
"That was to prepare for wars on a higher level!" Fury argued through gritted teeth. "We had to possess weapons capable of fighting advanced civilizations! Sacrifices and risks were unavoidable in the process!"
"Risks?"
Homelander sneered.
"I heard you recently brought in another batch of new 'risks'?"
He picked up a file from the desk and flipped through it casually.
"A group of alien refugees who could shapeshift and disguise themselves."
"You brought them back to Earth. What were you trying to do, Fury? Give them Earth as their new home?"
"They're Skrulls," Fury said gravely. "They're my allies. Without my orders, they