Everything Was Fine Except for Being a Little Eye-Searing

Were you just talking to me?

If that's the question you're asking, then it definitely can't be me!

Erik tightened his embrace around his wife and child, and stammered, "Just now... did someone just say something?"

"Yes, someone was yelling 'bastard' at the sky. I was the only one in the sky at the time, so I figured they were definitely yelling at me." Russell clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking. "Kid, if I heard correctly, that was you!"

No! No!

Erik shook his head repeatedly, his voice suddenly becoming hoarse. "You must have misheard... no, you didn't mishear, the guy who was swearing was indeed nearby, that person is... is..."

Erik's brow furrowed with sweat, but when he saw the dumbfounded police officers, a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.

You guys are the ones!

He suddenly pointed and said, "It's them. I heard the cursing coming from the crowd with my own ears. There's no mistake."

"Um!?"

Russell snorted and turned to the dumbfounded police officers, "Gentlemen, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Since you've said it, be brave enough to take responsibility. Who said it? Step forward now. I'm busy, don't waste my precious time."

"Damn it, Magneto, don't point nonsense."

"Whoever is criticizing knows the truth; don't try to frame others..."

"..."

The town policemen broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing Russell's tone turn cold, they hurriedly began to explain, and finally pointed at Erik in unison. "It was him, it was him! He's framing you! We can all testify that he's the one who insulted you."

Russell folded his wings, and the surrounding rainwater gathered and transformed into a thick, high-backed chair the moment he landed.

Russell sat down in the chair, snapped his the Snap, and the dark clouds dissipated, revealing the bright moonlight that bathed him in its glow, making him appear incredibly sacred.

At that moment, Erik, his family of three, and the town's police officers all imagined the tolling of bells and chants.

Nina clutched her pounding heart and innocently asked, "Excuse me, are you God?"

"No!"

Russell spread his hands out and placed them flat on the armrests of the chair. "I am not God, nor have I ever seen God. Remember, he is just a belief, and it is enough for him to exist in your heart."

"Oh!"

Nina nodded, seemingly understanding. "In reality, God doesn't exist, right?"

"I don't know. I haven't met him, so I can't give an answer..." Russell hesitated for three seconds, then felt it was inappropriate to discourage a child's faith, and added, "But Gabriel does exist. I saw him in the battle when Asmodeus, the demon king of hell, opened the Hell's Gate. He was lifeless, didn't like to talk, and wasn't sunny at all."

"..."

The forest was deathly silent. Erik hugged his daughter, who was always asking "why?", tightly. The policemen's throats were dry; the topic was too heavy for anyone to handle, and they frantically imagined an epic mythological battle that would last for hundreds of thousands of words.

At this point, Russell spoke again, "To be honest, I'm a little confused now. What you all said makes a lot of sense, but I'm a person of status, after all. I can't just pretend I didn't hear being insulted for no reason, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" XN

"Okay then, let's be fair. You two have a fight, and the loser is the one who insulted me."

Upon hearing this, the town's police officers exchanged bewildered glances. One of them forced a smile and said, "Sir, you may not know, but his name is Erik Lehnsherr, also known as Magneto. He is a powerful Mutants, and even if we all attacked him together, we couldn't defeat him."

"This problem is simple!"

Russell nodded and looked at Magneto: "To be fair, you're not allowed to use your powers, okay?"

"Can."

Erik took a deep breath, guessing that Russell knew the truth. It was truly a blessing from heaven that his wife and daughter were still alive. Without saying anything more, he kissed his wife and daughter on the forehead and rushed towards the town police without hesitation.

Thirty seconds later, the town police pinned the bruised and battered Erik to the ground, glancing at Russell with forced smiles.

It's confirmed, it's Erik!

"Very well, he will pay for his crimes." Russell raised his hand, and a curtain of water enveloped Erik, along with a curtain of water rising beneath the feet of his wife and daughters, and the three of them slowly floated into the sky.

"Nina and the others did nothing wrong, they are innocent, please..."

Russell ignored Erik's pleas, stood up from his seat, and a Wings of Light unfurled behind him. "Gentlemen, this is a scientific society now, and some things should not exist. For example, the wings on my back have been abandoned by the times. So, please keep today's matter a secret."

As soon as he finished speaking, a shimmering light appeared, and when the town policeman opened his eyes, Russell and Erik's family had vanished. Dark clouds slowly gathered in the sky, and a light drizzle brought a chill, causing everyone to shiver.

"Captain, what should we do?"

"What else can we do? Just remember one thing: we didn't see anything today."

"That Magneto..."

"What Magneto? Where did this Magneto from? Has anyone seen Magneto?"

"Sorry, I was blind."

"So, you're not an angel?" On the plane, after comforting his still-shaken wife, Erik touched the bruises on his face and smiled bitterly.

"When did I ever say I was an angel?"

Russell countered with a question, leaving Erik speechless. He took a deep breath and said sincerely, "Thank you for saving them. I owe you two lives. From now on, whatever you ask of me, I will grant it unconditionally, even if it costs me my life."

"Erik, you said it yourself, no one forced you."

Russell's eyes lit up. Erik's promise was only valid in this world and didn't mean much to him, but it could still entertain the masses. "I won't make things difficult for you. We'll set off for the Mutant Academy right away. You'll confess your love to Charles in public, saying 'I love you' a hundred times, and then kiss him deeply for thirty seconds. That will wipe the slate clean of the favor you owe me."

Erik and his wife. "..."

Erik's lips twitched. After all, he was Magneto, a renowned Mutants. Countless people would want his favors, and he was just wasting them like this...

Doesn't he have any pride?

However, upon further reflection, given Russell's demonstrated abilities, he indeed didn't value his personal connections.

But she couldn't go back on her word. Was she really going to kiss Charles?

Erik frowned and pondered, then said to his wife, "I'm sorry, darling, I may have to do something ridiculous, but you know me, it's out of necessity, and you're the only person I love."

"..."

You're going to kiss another man and say you only love me? Do I look that stupid?

Also, could you please not laugh when you say these things?

Erik's wife was a very virtuous woman who always gave him face in front of others, and this time was no exception. Even though she knew her head was a little heavy, she still forced a smile and nodded.

"Russell, stop fooling around. You're embarrassing Erik." Professor X, in his wheelchair, stepped forward, smiling at the younger version of Magneto, seemingly lost in thought.

Erik immediately frowned. The old man who suddenly interrupted him gave him a very familiar feeling, but the two should be meeting for the first time.

"Excuse me, do we know each other?"

"We know each other. We've known each other for a long time, and we'll be fighting side by side many times in the future." Professor X subtly touched his waist, his expression becoming even more amiable.

A sense of crisis washed over him, Erik instantly abandoned his attack mode, maneuvering the metal objects beside him to surround Professor X, tentatively asking, "Charles, is that you?"

Professor X was taken aback, then laughed and said, "You figured it out? How did you do that?"

"I feel like someone's trying to get into my head. No one but you would do that," Erik said irritably. "So, what do you want from me, having summoned me here and disguised yourself as a lame old man?"

"No pretense, Erik, I'm old now."

"Are you kidding me...?"

Erik froze halfway through his sentence because Professor X had implanted fragmented memories into his mind, and after reading them, he felt completely disoriented.

"You've entered my brain again!"

After his practiced roar subsided, Erik calmly asked, "Charles, is all of this true?"

Professor X smiled faintly at him and said nothing more.

"Thank you. If it weren't for you, Nina and her daughter... I'm so grateful..." Erik bowed deeply, then smiled broadly, as if he hadn't seen a long-time friend, and gave Professor X a hug. "Charles, the new hairstyle suits you very well. Except for being a little too bright, it's perfect!"

Professor X smiled. Life has been full of ups and downs, and he was no longer bothered by honor or disgrace. He didn't take the teasing remark to heart.

"Hehe!! Everybody! Look here~~~"

For some reason, Erik suddenly started acting strangely, spinning around a few times. Afraid of hitting his own backside, he started dancing an eye-watering dance like he was riding a horse, shouting and yelling.

Russell: "..."

Nice back!

He instinctively took out his digital camera and captured this precious scene.

"Russell, could you make a copy for me?"

Upon hearing this, Russell raised an eyebrow and looked at Professor X. The two exchanged a knowing smile and instantly reached a consensus, "Professor, where do you want to upload it?"

"Send a copy to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters."

"No problem. Do you want me to pay you to put it in the newspaper?"

"Erik is, after all, my closest friend, this..."

Professor X looked troubled, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Thank you for your trouble. Remember to get a newspaper with high sales."