"Sorcerer Supreme!"
"Greetings, Venerable Leon!"
When they returned to Kamar-Taj, it was still daytime in New York, but it was already deep into the night here.
They made their way toward the training ground.
Occasionally, they encountered a few sorcerers, who all respectfully bowed to Leon.
Today, Leon had won the recognition and respect of everyone there.
Following Kamar-Taj's ancient customs, they bowed to the Sorcerer Supreme whenever they met him.
Doctor Banner was feeling somewhat hesitant.
He was someone who respected local customs deeply.
In the past, when he was learning to control his emotions, he had visited several religious masters in Cuba and learned about the etiquette of temples.
Thus, the moment he entered Kamar-Taj's ancient and solemn complex of buildings,
and felt the overwhelming aura of history,
he immediately became rather restrained.
After seeing every sorcerer who passed by bow to Leon,
Doctor Banner could not help clasping his hands before his chest and rubbing them uneasily.
"Um, should I bow to Superman like they do?" he quietly asked Tony.
He was the only other outsider here besides Tony, and walking beside Tony made him feel less nervous.
"Bow? Why? Maybe you can try it the next time you see him, but I think he'd feel more at ease if you just asked whether he'd eaten dinner."
Tony followed behind Leon, looking around in all directions. He was completely different from the stiff and awkward Banner.
He felt that this place was rather different from the sorcerers' gathering place he had imagined.
Shouldn't sorcerers all live in Gothic castles with dark clouds covering the sky, lightning flashing, and lone crows occasionally calling out at night?
How should he put it? Tony's first impression of Kamar-Taj was one of disillusionment.
Sorcerers were supposed to wear loose robes, with