Another fucking traitor to humanity!
Hermione frowned, the tiny bit of goodwill she had just felt vanishing in an instant.
Hermione changed tack. "In that case, don't you have a grudge against the Kree Empire? With your strength, why not just charge in, wipe out the Kree, and take back the Skrulls' homeworld? Or just seize a few habitable planets for them. Would the Kree really dare fight you to the death over a few colonies?"
Hermione couldn't understand it. As far as she was concerned, someone with Carol Danvers's combat power was practically cheating. The Kree might be strong, but surely they couldn't beat her.
Even if they could put up a decent fight, the entire Kree Civilization couldn't possibly stake its future on stopping her.
Making them cede a few planets to the Skrulls as new homes should have been a trivial matter for Carol.
But Carol looked troubled at her words. "The Kree are living beings too. Many have settled on those planets and raised families there for generations. We can't..."
Hermione: "..."
Her eyes widened. For a moment, she thought she had misheard.
Holy shit, what kind of bullshit was this?
She couldn't bear to touch the colonies stolen by invaders she had a grudge against, so she was going to be generous at Earth's expense and send homeless Skrull refugees there instead? Had she fucking asked the people of Earth what they thought?
Barely suppressing the urge to fling an Avada Kedavra in her face, Hermione's eyes shifted as an idea came to her.
She pointed at the enormous planet nearby, putting a friendly smile back on her face. "I actually have a good place to recommend."
Carol's eyes lit up. "Really? Where?"
"There. That one." Hermione pointed at the living planet outside, which had