Hydra, Pierce.
He was anxious that things were slipping out of his control. The public opinion campaign against Rimuru had failed; instead of condemning him, the public had come to regard him as a hero.
Even the politicians had fallen silent because of that last thing, the enormous mechanical arm that had reached out of the white object resembling a magic circle, as though it had never happened.
S.H.I.E.L.D. had not fallen out with him either. Nick Fury had even met with him, and there was no telling what they had said. Ever since he returned, Nick Fury had clearly been different. He now viewed S.H.I.E.L.D. with a more scrutinizing eye, which made Pierce even more uneasy.
Could Hydra have been exposed? That was impossible. Hydra had been infiltrating S.H.I.E.L.D. for so many years. Could that childlike alien really know so much?
In the Arctic, S.H.I.E.L.D. was still searching for Captain America, with Coulson the most eager of all. Because Nick Fury did not trust the people at S.H.I.E.L.D., he had also borrowed a large number of robots from Rimuru.
They estimated the approximate location where Captain America had crashed all those years ago and conducted an extensive, thorough search. And, believe it or not, they actually found him. When Captain America, who had been frozen for seventy years, was carried out, Coulson nearly fainted with excitement. Nick Fury hurried over as soon as he received the news.
The original superhero had slept for seventy years, yet he looked just as he had back then.
He was quickly brought to Stark Tower. As soon as he arrived at the lab, Tony and Banner crowded around him. A man who had been frozen for seventy years, was still alive, and looked much the same was far too fascinating to them.
Rimuru