Warlock of the Marvel Universe

Melinda didn't react to Evanson's out-of-the-box way of thinking.The atmosphere just now was so serious, how could you get involved in this?

After being stunned for a while, Melinda rolled her eyes and said, "I'm transferring to the back office. Coulson should have told you, right?"

"Well, I did say it. It seems that you took the initiative to apply." Evanson thought for a moment and said, "Back office and other things really don't suit you, whether it's the nature of the job or the clothes. How could you choose such a boring job?"

Mentioning this, Melinda's eyes darkened, "It's nothing, I just don't want to go out in the field anymore. I'm used to seeing death and bloodshed, and now I want to change to a duller job."

"Is this really the case?" Evanson obviously didn't believe the reason given by Melinda. "I can see that you have a warrior's heart and you are eager to fight. For you, sitting in the office doing odd jobs, It is definitely more uncomfortable than fighting on the battlefield. And the desire for power you showed when you came to me last time is definitely not what a person who is tired of fighting should have."

"Fighting means death." Melinda said sadly. "Sometimes it's the enemy, sometimes it's one of our own, and sometimes it's people who don't deserve to die. I'm thinking that if I don't participate in the battle, maybe I will die." You don’t have to see these anymore.”

Melinda mentioned her enemies, herself, and those who did not deserve to die, but did not mention herself. This shows that she is not afraid of death, but is afraid of others dying in front of her, especially death caused by her own reasons.

"Why should I tell you this?" Melinda suddenly woke up. She felt that it was too much for an agent to say these words to a person she had only met twice.

As a warlock, it is not too difficult for an ordinary person to be honest in front of him inadvertently.But if the other party is wary of you, you can't do it unless you torture their soul.

Evenson, I don’t want to say that I disturbed you with my mental power when you weren’t paying attention.So he didn't answer directly, "There's nothing wrong with it. Some things are better to be spoken out than kept in the stomach. And even if you're not here, the battle will still happen, and the damned people will still die, and maybe because of the lack of your exist, and more people died, but they didn’t die in front of you.”

Evenson concluded, "So I don't think you're bored, but you're avoiding it."

"Escape?" Melinda thought about the word, and then smiled sadly, "Maybe, but I don't want to experience those things again. Maybe this is the so-called out of sight, out of mind."

"It's too negative. This kind of mentality is not right. You should find a psychiatrist. Or..." Evanson smiled and said, "Listen to my opinion. As a warlock, I have in-depth research on the mind. "

"It's up to you." Melinda said simply.

This time it was Evanson's turn to be surprised. "What a surprise. I thought you would trust a psychiatrist more than a mysterious warlock. Besides, we don't know each other too well."

Melinda curled her lips and said, "Psychologists don't work. My ex-husband is a psychiatrist."

"Ex-husband? Are you divorced?" Evanson asked in surprise. He didn't know Melinda well. He thought Melinda was either not married or would marry someone from SHIELD. I really didn't expect her ex-husband to be a psychiatrist. "Oh, that's a shame."

Melinda raised her eyebrows and said, "Why are you so sorry that I got divorced?"Even if you take a step back, you should be lucky if you have any evil intentions towards me. "Regret? What do you have to regret?"

"Really, I think with your personality and work, it shouldn't be so easy to get married. After finally getting married, you still got divorced." Evanson ignored Melinda's frozen expression and continued, "And I I feel that his profession as a psychiatrist really matches yours. At least when you domestically assaulted him, he could adjust himself without suffering from psychological disorder."

Melinda's face turned dark, her teeth were clenching, and her hands on the table were clenching.She felt that now, without punching the hateful face in front of her, she was already comparable to Buddha in terms of endurance.

"Okay, the jokes are over." Seeing that Melinda was about to turn black, Evanson decisively changed the subject, "You have to listen to my opinion, but I tell you, I won't tell you how to adjust your mentality. , I will only tell you the solution."

"Huh." Melinda took a deep breath and said in as calm a voice as possible, "How to solve it?"

"Power." Evanson narrowed his eyes slightly. "All I can give you is power, and all you need is power."

"Strength..." Melinda repeated the word in confusion.

"Yes, it is power." Evanson said in a bewitching tone. "If you have strong power, you can protect your comrades, and you can protect those innocent people."

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Melinda fell into thought as she spoke, and Evanson continued, "When your power is strong enough, you can completely control the development of the situation. Those who deserve to live can live, and those who deserve to die must die. These You understand it yourself, so when you saw that book, you were so thirsty for power, this was the real appeal in your heart."

Melinda seemed to have lost her mind. She raised her head blankly and looked at Evanson, "Is it my inner desire?"

"Yes," Evanson answered affirmatively, then looked into Melinda's eyes and said, "Then are you willing to obey your inner desire?"

"I...I...I do." Melinda thought for a long time but finally agreed.But she then asked worriedly, "But that book has rejected me. You said that I am not qualified to learn the knowledge above."

"Huh, that's true, but that's okay." Evanson said nonchalantly, "I didn't intend to teach you magic."

Melinda didn't understand now. The other person was a warlock who used magic. If he didn't teach her magic, what else could he teach her?

Evenson saw Melinda's confusion, so he explained, "You can read that book, and although you were rejected by that book, your reaction was not too bad, and it is not suitable for people who study magic." That's pretty good for me. I have a special method for this kind of people. Although I still can't learn spells, I can gain considerable power."

"Really?" Melinda asked uncertainly.

"Do you look at me like I'm lying to you?" Evanson spread his hands and said.

Melinda felt that although the other party was thinking outside the box and liked to make some harmless jokes, he would not lie to her on such a serious issue, so she chose to believe it. "So how else do I get this power?"

"There's no rush." ​​Evanson said in a gentle tone, "Although I plan to give you strength, but not now. Your current state is not suitable."

"When is the right time?" Melinda asked anxiously.

"When your mentality stabilizes." Evanson replied, "Also, I hope this matter is only known to the two of us."

"Why?" Melinda's eyes flashed, obviously she did not intend to hide this matter from SHIELD.

"To tell you the truth," Evanson smiled and said, "The power of our warlocks, even among dark wizards, is dangerous and evil. If you teach it to the wrong person, you are not helping him but hurting him." Harm him, which is why I want to wait for your mentality to stabilize before teaching you. Can you agree, Melinda? "

"Okay, I agree." Melinda finally agreed.

So what about evil?So what about danger?When you are out of ammunition and food, and there is a rifle loaded with bullets in front of you, will you not use it because it was made by the enemy?That's what Melinda, who doesn't understand the warlock's magic, thinks.

"Then we've settled." Evanson held out a hand.

Melinda took the hand and said, "It's settled."

When Melinda agreed, she saw a faint green light emitting from Evanson's hand and spread to her own hand. At the same time, she felt a strong burning sensation on the back of her hand.

Melinda quickly pulled out her hand and looked at the back of her hand. She saw a green rune on the back of her hand. The rune was complex and mysterious, like a burning flame, but it quickly disappeared. "What is this? What did you do?"

"Don't be nervous, it's just a contract." Evanson explained, "When you plan to reveal the secret between us, this contract will erase your memory before taking action."

Evenson thought for a moment and then added, "But I'm not very good at it. Maybe it will make you forget more things."

"You don't believe me?" Melinda asked angrily.Evenson's approach made her very unhappy. No one likes to be forced. Even if it is something they are willing to do, they don't like others to supervise it.

"I believe in you, but can you believe in yourself?" Evanson said. "Besides, this is just an insurance. As long as you do what we agreed, it will be as good as non-existence."

Do we believe in ourselves?Melinda thought about it carefully and the answer was no.Even if he agreed to Evanson now, and sincerely agreed, but after a while, out of the principles of the agents and the loyalty of SHIELD, he would still tell Nick Fury about it.

"Humph" Melinda snorted and turned around as if to leave.When I walked to the door of the store, I heard Evanson's voice again, "Melinda, I'm not kidding. I want to adjust my mentality as soon as possible. I'm looking forward to it."

Melinda said without thinking, "I will." Then she left.

"I'm really looking forward to it. After accepting my power, who will you be loyal to? Melinda."