"Doc, set auto-cruise, target Eastern Europe, and move forward at full speed."
"Understood, Peter." The car's AI activated in response, and the streamlined body soared into the sky, tearing through the clouds and speeding towards the other side of the Atlantic Ocean.
Peter leaned on the seat and dialed the encrypted channel of Richard·Parker.
"... I understand." Richard's voice on the other end of the phone was solemn, "Be safe, son. I've already lost you once, and I don't want to experience it a second time."
"Don't worry, I'm sensible."
After hanging up the phone, Peter rubbed his temples. "Sassy, have you locked the specific coordinates of Felicia?"
"Based on recent black market intelligence and analysis of the political situation in Eastern Europe, the most likely destination is Kingdom of Symkaria." Sassy projected a set of dazzling royal jewelry holograms, "This is the heirloom treasure of the Symkaria royal family. The day after tomorrow, the palace will hold a large banquet and publicly display it. Miss Hardy has a 75% probability of sneaking into the scene."
"Symkaria?" Peter thought for a moment, "Sokovia's neighboring country?"
"Yes, the two countries share a border, and the Symkaria royal family has recently been involved in the Civil War scandal. There is intelligence that Hydra is secretly transporting arms from Sokovia to the country's rebels and royal family. Miss Hardy will never let go of this opportunity to follow suit."
"Very good, then let's go meet the royal family first." Peter narrowed his eyes slightly.
One day later.
Symkaria Capital, in a high-end hotel.
Peter washed his face and looked at the figure in the mirror. The nano-suit quickly deformed on his body, turning into a well-tailored black and white tuxedo.
"The second face program starts."
Following Sassy's instructions, the nanoparticles on the surface of the suit flowed slightly, quickly covering Peter's face with a layer of realistic holographic mimicry skin.
The boy in the mirror instantly transformed into a wealthy playboy in his early twenties, with a somewhat distracted and frivolous look in his eyes.
"Anthony Whiteman, New York is an orphan of a wealthy businessman, a drug addict who was expelled from Harvard, and came to Eastern Europe for a vacation." Sassy quickly repeated the forged identity background, "The invitation has been successfully injected into the palace security system."
"Let's go and see this great show."
An hour later, the rented limousine slowly drove into the palace gate.
This eighteenth-century French-style palace was heavily guarded and full of secret sentries, but under Sassy's precise electronic intrusion, Peter passed the security check without any hindrance and stepped into the splendid banquet hall.
Celebrities gathered, drinking glasses and changing glasses.
Peter calmly picked up a glass of champagne and scanned the audience, but did not find Felicia.
He walked along the cloister to the royal garden at the back.
The garden was brightly lit, and dozens of nobles gathered around a spacious open-air pavilion.
An arrogant blond young man wearing purple gold brocade and a huge gemstone ring was showing off loudly, with an expression even more disgusting than Harry·Osborn.
Opposite him, sat a silver-haired girl wearing a silver backless dress with a temperament as cold as ice.
The girl's figure is tall and straight, like a queen holding a sword, and her blue eyes are full of contempt.
"... Cousin, when the civilians of this country are starving to death at the border, you are here squandering the treasury to hold a banquet?" the girl said coldly.
"Silver, stop dictating to me here!" The blond prince Arthur sneered, "Your father who is in charge of 'Wild Pack' is just a member of the royal family Watchdogs!"
Peter stood behind the crowd, his heart moved slightly.
Silver·Sa Buri nova--Silver Sable.
"Okay, you two, if you have such a quarrel in public, you are not afraid of losing the dignity of the royal family."
A very familiar and charming voice, full of laziness and teasing, suddenly sounded from the corner of the corridor.
Peter's heart skipped a beat for a moment.
She was wearing a black evening dress, her silver-white wavy hair spread over her shoulders, and she had a familiar smile on her face.
Felicia·Hardy.
She walked through the crowd calmly and passed by Peter without even giving him an extra look.
Peter subconsciously clenched the wine glass.
On Felicia's wrist, there were two slightly scratched silver bracelets.
It was a birthday gift he personally made for her - a multifunctional bracelet with Silk-Shooter inside.
She always wore it.
The dispute in the garden quickly turned into taking sides. The noble children retreated behind Prince Arthur, but Peter stood alone with an indifferent expression, which looked particularly eye-catching.
"Hey, stranger," Silver Sable turned to look at Peter, with a playful arc on his lips, "Where are you standing?"
Prince Arthur glared over fiercely. "Where is this low-class person who can't even speak?"
Peter raised his eyebrows and slowly swung his wine glass. "I'm sorry, I don't understand what the inbred idiots are talking about."
The whole garden fell into deathly silence for an instant.
Immediately afterwards, Silver Sable laughed loudly without concealing it.
Felicia couldn't help covering his lips and chuckled, looking at the fake-faced "Anthony" with great interest. "He is very sharp in words and very courageous. He dares to talk to the prince like this in the palace."
Peter met Felicia's gaze and smiled meaningfully, "There is no need to give a good look to parasites who don't care about the lives of the people. After all, no matter how others treat you, the most important thing is always what you want to protect."
Felicia was slightly startled, and a thoughtful touch flashed in his eyes.
The dinner bell rang just at this time.
Prince Arthur said a few harsh words and walked away. Silver Sable took the initiative to step forward, generously took Peter's arm, and introduced Felicia to him.
When Peter held Felicia's hand and lowered his head to place a kiss on the back of her hand, the familiar breath almost made him lose control. Felicia seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the overly intense eyes of this "stranger" and calmly withdrew his hand.
The three of them walked side by side towards the main hall of the castle, Silver holding Peter's arm, and Felicia walking beside them.
"Don't mind," Silver lowered his voice and said to Peter with a teasing smile, "Felicia has very high standards. Her ex-boyfriend is a legend in her heart, and she still misses him."
"What is an ex-boyfriend?" Felicia turned his head and rolled his eyes at her, "I haven't completely let go of him, I still care about him very, very much..."
Peter The corners of his mouth twitched, and he deliberately asked in a suspicious tone, "Wait, since he is so affectionate, what is his name? I really want to see him."
Silver chuckled, "You would never guess."
Felicia raised the corner of his mouth slightly and replied calmly, "His name is Peter·Parker."
Peter raised his eyebrows and pretended to laugh absurdly, "Spider-Man? Come on, are you kidding me?"
"Believe it or not." Felicia snorted, then looked at him, "Okay, don't just ask about me. Anthony, what about you? Is there anyone waiting for you in your hometown?"
"I guess so." Peter sighed, "She left without saying goodbye, which broke my heart. Recently I found out that she was in danger, and I was planning to go find her... But I haven't decided yet whether I can forgive her when we meet again."
Felicia smiled after hearing this, "It depends on whether you still have her in your heart. If you really can't let go, why not give it a try?"
Peter looked at her familiar eyes and said softly, "I love her so much that even if she tears my heart into pieces, I can't watch her die."
Silver thought deeply and sighed, "In this land, falling in love is too luxurious. Now my mind is full of how to prevent Civil War from breaking out."
"What is the specific root cause of Civil War?" Peter followed the trend and asked.
Felicia looked around and explained in a low voice, "United Nations imposed severe economic sanctions on our neighbor Latveria. As a result, Symkaria's economy The economy has also completely collapsed. Now there is a famine in the entire west, and the east is harassed by foreign armed forces. Only the south where the royal family is entrenched is singing and dancing. The people are completely disappointed with the incompetent democratically elected government, and some people have even begun to call for returning all power to the royal family to quell the chaos."
Peter's eyes turned cold. "So the royal family is deliberately allowing the situation to worsen, so that the desperate people can voluntarily abandon the democratic government and beg the royal family to restore centralization of power?"
Silver glanced at him in surprise. "Your inference is too fast."
"But I usually guess pretty accurately." Peter shrugged.
Felicia winked at Silver and interrupted, "Who knows, in the end it's just a fight for power and gain."
The three of them walked into the hall, where a long banquet table had been set out.
Felicia's parents, Walter Hardy and Valerie, were also present. Peter sat quietly next to Felicia, and with his hearing far beyond ordinary people, he captured the encrypted conversations in French between the Hardy father and his daughter.