Knight of the Ring in American comics

"Hey, what's wrong with you? You have a bad face."

When Lorna came back from a tour of Asgard with Sif, she saw Crowe sitting on a chair with a dark face, as if someone owed him something and wouldn't pay it back.

"I shouldn't have agreed to Fury's request, and I shouldn't have gotten into Coulson's car. No, I shouldn't have gone to Enchanted Wonderland in the first place..."

"Strange guy."

Lorna looked at Crowe, who had been thinking silently, and felt that this guy's illness had worsened again.

"By the way, how does this place compare with your utopia?"

"I hate that place."

Lorna pulled out a chair, sat down, and began to reminisce.

"Although it is a paradise for us mutants, I still don't like it there."

"At least now you haven't reached the worst point."

Kroonana said to himself that since he learned from the crystal ball that the future had been changed, and that he had personally experienced that future, although he had no previous memories after restarting, he had a guess about himself.

"I won't become a superhero in Marvel outside the wall and have my own personal magazine." Crowe's thoughts began to spread.

"It can't be because of this that the system won't issue missions other than Hora, right?"

Crowe started to shake his head as he thought about it. This reason was not a sufficient explanation. Sure enough, he still had to go find the gossiping mercenary and ask?

"Hey Lorna, do you know a chatty guy who wears red tights all day?"

"Red tights? Chatty? Are you talking about the guy who gives the professor the most headache? The guy that Uncle Logan calls the annoying Wade. I hate that guy."

Lorna showed a look of disgust, which showed how much she hated this guy.

"Um, okay, I just confirmed that he is here, and you don't need to think about the rest."

As if thinking of something disgusting, Lorna returned to her room with a sullen face.

"You must have seen the way he slowly grew back his limbs."

"Stop talking, I remember that nightmare scene again."

Lorna opened the door to the room and locked herself in the room. She had to find a way to suppress that terrible memory again.

She already regretted why she went to join in the fun when she was a child. It was because of this that she saw the deadpool that had been chopped in half and had a pair of baby feet.

"Tsk, you must have been right. It seems that the movie has a lot of beautification. The reality is always more cruel."

Crowe shuddered as he thought about it. He seemed to have seen that disgusting scene.

"Compared to this, fighting with Thor is indeed better."

After saying that, Crowe began to think about what kind of fighting method to use in the duel with Thor. The wretched and sinister moves must not be used. Forget about confronting him head-on. Sure enough, he still has to use guerrilla warfare?

Crowe, who kept thinking about tactics, spent a tangled night lying on the rocking chair.

Early the next morning, Sol came knocking on the door and called Crowe.

"Hey, my friend, I heard that you are going to fight me, so it's time for us to warm up."

Crow with a dark face opened the door, and it was really uncomfortable to call the door so early in the morning.

"Haha, my father has scheduled our match in the afternoon. Let's go out to the training ground to train hard and warm up our hands."

Thor, who raised his hammer, excitedly said to Crowe that he originally wanted to have a hearty sparring match with this warrior who could fight the Destroyer, but unfortunately he had to return to Asgard as soon as possible to stop Crowe. Ji, I just let go of my thoughts.

"I hate such hot-blooded reckless men."

Crow muttered as Thor pulled him towards the training ground for Asgardian soldiers.

Although the genius was just emerging at this time, the training ground was already full, and soldiers were everywhere training enthusiastically.

"How's that? The bravery of our Asgardian soldiers."

Thor introduced the soldiers in the training ground to Crowe while accepting greetings from the soldiers.

"It seems that you have a high prestige among this group of soldiers."

"Of course, after all, I am the bravest warrior in Asgard."

Then Thor continued to introduce the situation in Asgard to Crowe, and also mentioned to Crowe what happened after he was in Mexico.

"Okay, our prince, since when did you become so verbose?"

A voice came to Thor's ears, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Fandral, Volstagg and Hogan, the three warriors of Asgard.

"I guess it was when I met a mustache as annoying as you on Earth."

Thor and Fandral hugged each other, while not forgetting to sneer at Tony.

"Maybe next time I meet Tony Stark, I'll tell him that Thor teased him."

"Hey, come on my friend, Tony is going to keep badmouthing me because of this."

Ignoring the grumbling Thor, Crowe walked up to the three warriors of Asgard and shook hands with them one by one.

"I remember you, you are the knight who fought against the Destroyer."

Vostagg said angrily, not forgetting to stuff the chicken drumstick in his hand into his mouth as he spoke.

After Vostagg mentioned this, Fandral and Hogan also had an impression of Crowe.

"I said who wants to fight Thor. It turns out to be you. You have to help us beat him up."

"I'll try my best."

Crowe smiled bitterly and shook his head. To be honest, he really didn't want to fight with this barbarian, so he might as well just trick him into playing online games and compete with himself in two games.

"We are here to warm up our skills. Fandral, don't you claim to be the master of swordsmanship in Asgard? Let's practice with Crowe."

"Oh, really? When I saw you fighting against the Destroyer, I knew that your swordsmanship was very solid."

Fandral said, stroking his mustache.

"Solid ass, I was just delaying the Destroyer. How did you see that my swordsmanship is solid?"

Crowe was complaining crazily in his heart, but he couldn't make trouble, so he could only keep a smile on his face.

"My skills have only just started, and I'm afraid they are not as good as you, who is known as the master of swordsmanship."

"Haha, let's have a sparring session and you will know. Although I may not be able to deal with the Destroyer alone, I am still very confident in my own swordsmanship."

Fandral walked into a training ground, pulled out the training sword on the field, and bowed to Crowe in a battle etiquette.

Since he was invited to fight, Crowe himself had to fight. After all, he used to be humble and turned into arrogance.

Crowe made a sad face and put his right hand into his windbreaker to show off, but in fact he took out the wooden knife from the system space and stood on the other side of the training ground.

"Are you sure you want to spar with me with that wooden weapon?"

Fandral looked at the wooden sword in Crowe's hand, and then at the unbladed training sword in his hand.

"Don't worry, this is no ordinary wooden knife."

Standing on the training ground, Crowe retracted his distracted thoughts. Since he decided to fight, he must take it seriously.

"Okay, since Crowe thinks it's okay, let's get ready to start."

Thor consciously stood in the center of the training ground to act as a referee, while Hogan and Volstagg also stood behind him to watch the fun.

"Are you ready?"

Thor asked Fandral and Crowe, and after seeing them both nod to indicate they were ready, he shouted loudly.

"start!"