Ninety-Year-Old Promise

For a moment, Leon had the illusion that Kara was a little like JARVIS, who was always following Tony around.

Because JARVIS was like that too.

Whatever Tony said, he believed. Whatever Tony told him to do, he carried it out without hesitation, even if it was wrong—after giving his opinion, of course.

But it wasn't that Leon now thought of Kara as his butler.

Rather, Kara's trust in him had already reached an astonishing level—

At least two or three stories high.

Under Kara's sincere gaze, which seemed utterly free of impurities,

Leon felt inexplicably guilty, even though he had been genuinely painting her a rosy picture.

With that strange guilty feeling, he averted his gaze, took off the white protective suit, and opened the door.

"Then it's settled. Come on, we should head out too."

Outside the door was air tinged with disinfectant and the pale glow of streetlights.

This was actually the interior of Tony's World Ring.

After that battle with Dormammu,

Leon had commissioned a pair of World Rings for Tony and Pepper.

The world inside the ring was small and lacked sunlight. It was simply a wilderness filled with vegetation and mineral deposits.

Tony had built his secret base in that wilderness.

The base had a complete armor production line, abundant entertainment equipment, and supporting medical and research facilities.

Kara's surgery had been performed in one of the sterile rooms there.

After stepping outside, Leon swept his gaze around and confirmed that Tony had already left the Small World.

Generally speaking, people couldn't stay in this world for long.

There was no sunlight, and all its energy and illumination came from the various Arc Reactors Tony had built.

The entire world had a bleak, Victorian industrial style.

The rumbling of the armor assembly line could