Attack

Nick Fury routinely sized Lena up with the look of an agent.

Perhaps Lena wasn't wearing that Sorcerer outfit from Kamar-Taj, making her look just like an enthusiastic and cheerful ordinary girl.

Nick Fury extended his right hand, piling a friendly smile on his face as he said, "Hello, Nick Fury."

Lena spotted his eye problem the very first time. Although the enthusiasm on her face remained unchanged, she had already raised her guard in her heart.

A sweet smile hung on her face as she extended her small hand.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Fury."

The palm of that small hand Lena extended was silently covered with a thin layer of mana.

She sneered in her heart, Daring to look at me with that disgusting gaze, watch me not crush your hand to pieces!

"I'm very pleased as well, Miss Lena." Unaware of this, Nick Fury smiled and reached out to shake it.

Right before their eyes, one large and one small, one black and one white hand were about to touch, and the tragedy of crushed hands was imminent!

A soft voice carrying a hint of charm suddenly sounded.

"Lena..."

Lena's smiling face instantly stalled. A flash of panic swept through her eyes as she hurriedly dispersed the layer of mana on her palm.

The two hands touched together, shook, and then safely parted.

Lena put on a smiling face and quickly turned around, opening her arms toward the newcomer.

"Aunt Adeline! Why are you here?!"

Only to see a beautiful woman with her hair in a matronly bun, her noble temperament carrying a hint of frailty, walking over with the two Sorcerer Apprentices and three formal sorcerers Lena had left behind.

Sorcerer Adeline and Lena hugged, affectionately pressing their faces together before letting go.

"Emilia was worried