Marvel: Traveling through time with Warcraft skills

Coulson returned to the majestic building of SHIELD with a heart full of trepidation.

He walked straight to Nick Fury's office.

After entering the office, Coulson stood respectfully in front of Nick Fury's desk.

He began to report the situation of the mission in detail.

He recounted every detail of his encounter with Geralt, from the initial suspicion to the shock of witnessing magic with his own eyes later, without missing a single detail.

However, Nick Fury listened quietly, and the expression on his face gradually became strange.

After Coulson finished his report, Nick Fury's one eye revealed a look of "you take me for a fool", and his tone was full of doubt:

"Magic? You have watched too many movies and novels. Where do you think you are going to investigate intelligence, Hogwarts?"

He frowned, leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and his posture clearly showed that he did not believe what Coulson said at all.

Seeing the director's reaction, Coulson did not make much verbal excuses.

He just silently stretched out his palm, concentrated his energy, and prepared to cast the magic he had just learned.

In an instant, there was a faint "sizzling" sound of electric current in the air.

I saw a blue-white lightning bolt shot out from his palm quickly, accurately hitting the coffee cup on the table.

"Crash".

The coffee cup was instantly shattered by a powerful force, and the fragments flew everywhere along with the splashing coffee.

"Fuck!"

Nick Fury was frightened by this sudden scene and jumped up from his chair

"He taught me this, Director."

Coulson explained seriously

"He said I was the kind of person with magical talent. In order to prove what he said, I tried to learn it, but I didn't expect to really learn it."

Hearing Coulson's words, Nick Fury's expression, which was originally tense and ready to refute, froze instantly, and he fell into a sudden silence.

The air in the office seemed to become solemn with his silence.

After a long while, Nick Fury spoke slowly, his voice was low and serious:

"Did he say what kind of talent is needed to learn this kind of magic?"

His one eye stared at Coulson, revealing a kind of caution and inquiry.

At this time, he had witnessed the existence of magic with his own eyes, and could no longer easily deny it as he did at the beginning. Deep in his heart, he was full of curiosity and vigilance about this unknown magical power.

"He didn't elaborate, Director."

Colson answered truthfully, frowning slightly,

"But I guess that people with this talent must be rare. After all, if everyone can learn magic, the world would probably have fallen into chaos long ago."

He paused, and then said:

"He also expressed his willingness to serve as our SHIELD's mystical consultant. If we have any suitable candidates, we can send some people over for him to test to see if they have the talent to learn magic."

Colson's eyes revealed a hint of expectation, and he hoped that the director would pay attention to this proposal.

In his opinion, the magic knowledge that Geralt possessed could be a new breakthrough direction for SHIELD.

Whether it is to deal with possible threats in the future or to enhance its own strength, it has great potential value.

He stood there quietly, waiting for Nick Fury's response, and a serious atmosphere permeated the entire office.

"Do you think he is at risk of losing control?"

Nick Fury leaned forward slightly, staring at Coulson with his one eye.

His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, as if he wanted to see through Coulson's true thoughts from his expression.

"According to what you said, his ability is very strong. If he loses control, it will be a big trouble for us."

His tone was serious and heavy, and every word carried a weight that could not be underestimated. The atmosphere in the office became more solemn because of his words.

"His ability didn't suddenly appear like a superpower, Director."

Coulson responded seriously, his eyes were firm and steady, without any hesitation,

"He has acquired his current ability after hundreds of years of study and training. In the process of contacting him, I can feel that he has reached a state of perfection in controlling his ability.

I believe that he has almost no risk of losing control. Moreover, from the point of view that he took the initiative to offer to serve as our SHIELD's mystical consultant, he hopes to cooperate with us instead of creating chaos."

Coulson's words echoed in the quiet office, and every sentence seemed to add weight to Geralt's reliability.

Nick Fury listened quietly to Coulson's analysis,His serious face did not relax at all, and his one eye narrowed slightly, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

After a moment, he finally spoke slowly:

"Seal up Geralt's information files and classify them as level 10 confidential. Inside SHIELD, the information about him will only be displayed as Geralt, the occult consultant."

His voice was low and powerful, and he made this important decision.

Nick Fury heard Coulson's firm answer, and he chose to trust the intuition of this capable subordinate and was willing to give Geralt a chance.

They all knew that this decision meant that SHIELD would step into a new field - the field of occultism.

At the beautiful moment when the sun was shining on the campus, Geralt was standing in the spacious and bright classroom of New York University, telling the students below the stage about the vicissitudes of history.

He was tall and straight, wearing a well-tailored suit, and exuding a unique scholarly temperament when he stood on the podium.

On weekdays, in those unknown free time, he relied on his extraordinary wisdom to pass a history degree.

With the help of some close friends, he successfully became a professor of history at this famous university.

"In the Middle Ages, it was a special period where darkness and light intertwined, and ignorance and faith collided."

Geralt's voice was magnetic, and it slowly echoed in the classroom, as if taking the students through time and space and back to that distant era.

"At that time, people had zero tolerance for witches. Once any women with witch-like characteristics were found, regardless of whether they really had magic, they would be mercilessly tied up and burned at the stake under the drive of panic and prejudice. That cruel scene fully demonstrated the extreme behavior caused by the ignorance of the society at that time and the fear deep in people's hearts..."

As he spoke, he paced back and forth in front of the podium, his eyes occasionally scanning the students below.

Just as he was immersed in telling this heavy history, he inadvertently detected a hint of something strange with his keen perception.

His eyes fell on a female student in the audience. She was sitting in the corner of the classroom, and the air around her seemed to become a little gloomy because of her.

Geralt frowned slightly without making a sound. He concentrated and quietly turned on the magic vision.

In an instant, his vision changed wonderfully, and a frightening picture appeared on the female student.

I saw a strange black shadow tightly wrapped around her body. The black shadow was like a life, constantly twisting and struggling, exuding a gloomy and terrifying breath.

It was like a fog from the dark abyss, trying to erode the female student's soul.

The female student's face looked particularly pale under the cover of the black shadow, her eyes revealed panic and tension, her body trembled slightly, as if she was fighting against some invisible fear.

Geralt was shocked. His female student was entangled by an unknown evil force.