My last name is Stark after I changed my job to become a female musketeer?

"Do you have any last words you want to say?"

Looking down at the mechanical body with only half of her body left at her feet, Leni pushed aside the smoke and dust around her, summoned the streamer alien hand cannon again and aimed the muzzle at Ultron's head.

Upon seeing this, Ultron did not reply immediately. Instead, he struggled to move his rotten head that had been corroded by strong acid, and cast his gaze on the Avengers who were struggling to get up from the floor in the hall.

It wasn't until he remembered the embarrassed expressions on the faces of everyone present that Ultron sneered and sang in a weird accent:

"I broke free, I was free~"

boom!

Leni decisively pulled the trigger, and the blazing flames completely engulfed Ultron's head, drowning his arrogant last words in the roaring sound.

"These last words are really ugly..."

After solving this sudden trouble, Leni sighed softly, took back the streamer hand cannon in her hand, and once again glanced at the Avengers in the hall who had just recovered from the chaos.

"Is everyone okay?" she asked with concern.

"I hope..."

Roddy struggled to get up from the floor. His arm was broken and his back seemed to be injured. The attack from Mark 43 just now caused him a lot of pain.

"Compared to this, I want to know what's going on right now! What on earth is that Ultron?"

Clint helped Roddy to rest on the sofa. At the same time, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Ultron's head, which had been reduced to ruins, and he frowned.

"He also said he killed someone."

Simmons added at the same time while checking Fitz's injury.

When the shock wave of the explosion just hit, Fitz blocked almost all the damage for her in order to protect her, so that now his back and arms were covered with scratches from broken glass.

"But there is no one else here." Hill said strangely.

Her injuries were not that serious. Her rich experience as an agent allowed her to react as soon as the explosion occurred, and she lay down immediately to escape.

But unfortunately, her foot accidentally stepped on broken glass during the attack, causing a long wound.

"No, there's more..."

Tony looked at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on Leni. Then he took the control panel and brought up two fragmented holographic data models.

It is surprisingly the crimson data model Veronica created by Leni who is responsible for managing the satellite system, and the orange data model responsible for supervising Ultron's behavior, Tony's old buddy-Jarvis.

"He broke free of the restraints we had placed and killed the people who were responsible for keeping him in custody."

At the same time, Sokovia——

In the originally silent castle base, the power was suddenly restored automatically for some unknown reason, and the secret experimental area hidden in the mountain also started to operate again in a very strange way.

Sensing the movement in the castle base, a SHIELD agent responsible for night vigilance frowned and subconsciously wanted to ask through the communicator what was going on below.

However, no matter how he called or adjusted the channel of the communicator, there was no response from his companions.

The agent couldn't help but feel his heart sink. He was keenly aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the castle.

Secretly pulling out the pistol hidden in his waist, the agent was alert to his surroundings, lowered his voice and slowly moved towards the other sentry post closest to him.

He tried to make his footsteps sound more natural, but his heart felt as heavy as being weighed down by a boulder.

During the day, SHIELD had cleaned up the numerous artillery and weapons and equipment deployed on the surface of the castle base, but due to time constraints, the experimental base inside the mountain had not yet been vacated by the staff.

After all, there were too many and too many things there, including the skeleton of a huge Chitauri beast.

Therefore, considering the specific disposal of these "stolen items", SHIELD was not in a hurry to pack them away together with the weapons and equipment outside.

Deputy Director Coulson only confirmed that there were no more Chitauri weapons and equipment developed experimentally by Hydra in the base, and then took the transport plane back to the hub headquarters.

A few on-duty personnel were left to guard this place, waiting for subsequent recycling and disposal personnel to take over this experimental cave that had little oil and water.

The agent held his gun tightly and walked carefully through the long corridor. The lights on both sides of the corridor flickered on and off, as if to indicate that something was controlling them, and the air was filled with strangeness and coldness.

This made him feel a little uneasy, and he couldn't help but speed up his steps.

He came to another sentry post, only to find that there was no one there, and the companion who was supposed to be on duty here was missing.

The agent's heart sank to the bottom, and he knew that this was definitely not a good thing.

The officers on duty left their posts without any reason, but there was no response from the communication channel. Everything indicated that something unspeakable was happening in this castle base.

Thinking of this, the agent immediately prepared to get up and leave. He planned to rush to the communication room to check the situation and then report the abnormality here to the headquarters.

However, the moment he turned around, an ominous premonition enveloped his heart.

Boom——

It was an inconspicuous sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the sound didn't sound far away from him, as if it came from behind him.

Almost subconsciously, the agent turned around and raised his pistol, aiming the muzzle at the fork in the passage shrouded in darkness.

"Mike, is that you?"

The agent did not dare to let down his guard, but out of concern for his companions, he still asked tentatively.

"..."

The silent fork did not receive the response the agent wanted to hear, as if to say that the voice just now was just his illusion.

But he did not let his guard down, but still stared at the direction of the fork, and took a half step back with his back pressed against the wall.

Unknown enemies are terrible, but what is more terrible than this is actually blind recklessness.

The agent firmly believed that he would not hear wrong, and he concluded that there must be something very dangerous at the end of the passage shrouded in darkness.

The cold moonlight sprinkled down, seeping into the lifeless interior of the passage through the windows in the corridor, forming mottled light and shadows, but it was not enough to dispel the gloomy and heavy darkness.

Until two consecutive piercing gunshots rang through the night, the stalemate at both ends of the passage was broken.

——

The next morning, Pietro, who had gotten up early, originally planned to go out for a walk, but as soon as he left the room, he found his sister Wanda standing by the window of the rental house, looking out the window in deep thought.

"What's wrong? Are you still thinking about that woman?"

Wanda turned her head and glanced at her brother, then shook her head to deny it.

"No, it's something else..."

After a pause, Wanda looked at Pietro and asked with a worried expression:

"Did you hear any sound last night?"

"Sound?"

Pietro was a little confused. He slept comfortably last night and didn't seem to notice any strange sounds.

"Yes, but... but actually I'm not sure if I heard it wrong..."

Wanda seemed unsure herself. Her fingers tapped lightly on the windowsill, making a rhythmic sound.

"I seemed to hear a few gunshots outside last night, and the sound was very close."

"Did you notice where they came from?"

Pietro's expression became serious. As the person who knew Wanda's ability best, he naturally didn't think that Wanda would have auditory hallucinations.

However, Wanda shook her head blankly.

"No, that's why I said I'm not sure. I even cast a spell to explore the surroundings, but I didn't find any suspicious people."

Wanda frowned, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

She always felt that something bad was going to happen.

"Are you worried that someone is going to make trouble?"

Pietro frowned. He knew Wanda's ability, but if she couldn't find anything, then things might be a little tricky.

"I don't know, but I always feel a little uneasy in my heart."

Wanda sighed softly and looked out the window again, as if trying to find some clues from there.

Pietro walked to his sister and patted her shoulder gently.

"Don't worry, just like I said when I was a kid, I'm here and won't let anyone hurt you."

Feeling the warmth from the palms of the big hands on her shoulders, Wanda felt a little more at ease.

"Thank you, Pietro."

Wanda said softly, and then she took a deep breath, trying to dispel the uneasiness in her heart.

But the shadow in her heart caused by the mental illusion a few days ago still lingered like a ghost.

She didn't tell him that she saw her brother's death.

In addition to worrying that Pietro would worry about it, more importantly, she wanted to find out the truth of the matter herself.

The end of the world, the battlefield, death and despair, Wanda felt that the woman must have hidden a lot of secrets that she didn't know.

She even felt that the picture she saw that day might not be just a simple mental illusion.

It was some kind of foreshadowing, or warning!

Dinglingling~

Just then, the phone in the room suddenly rang abruptly, interrupting Wanda's thoughts.

She was slightly startled, and looked at her brother Pietro, and they both saw confusion in each other's eyes.

"Did we leave a phone number for anyone?" Pietro said blankly.

"I don't think so."

Wanda was a little unsure, but if there was anyone who could contact them, the only person she could think of was the guy named Coulson.

After hesitating for a moment, seeing that the phone was still ringing, Wanda picked up the phone with a suspicious look on her face.

"..."

The first time she answered the phone, Wanda did not immediately ask who the other party was, but listened quietly, intending to wait for the person on the other side to speak so as to judge whether it was the person she guessed.

However, the other party seemed to have the same idea, and did not speak when the phone was connected.

For a while, the two parties were frozen there.

Wanda couldn't help but frowned, she was a little suspicious whether it was someone's naughty child who was playing a prank.

Pietro, who was standing next to her, also looked at his sister with a strange expression, obviously wondering if some unlucky child was causing trouble.

But just when Wanda was about to lose her patience and hang up the phone, a voice came from the other end of the receiver.

"Wanda Maximoff..."

The voice was low and hoarse, and it seemed to be mixed with some strange mechanical sounds. Wanda couldn't help but feel her whole body tense when she heard it, and she was followed by an inexplicable chill.

"Who are you?" Wanda couldn't help asking.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I know your and your brother's past, and I am willing to give you some help for this."

The voice was full of bewitching taste, and it sounded very much like Baron Stark in Wanda's ears.

"Help?"

Wanda sneered, her voice full of vigilance.

"We don't need anyone's help, especially those who come from unknown sources."

The person on the other end of the phone didn't seem to be surprised by Wanda's refusal, but continued in his low and hoarse voice:

"Oh? Are you sure? You two brothers and sisters, the truth you have always wanted to find, and everything you have lost, I can help you get it back."

Wanda's heartbeat accelerated instantly, and countless fragments of memories about the past flashed through her mind, and the pain and doubts buried deep in her heart were once again aroused.

She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound calmer:

"What do you want to say?"

"Don't be so nervous. I am not your enemy, nor am I the force that brings you pain and trouble.

On the contrary, I may be the only one you can trust."

The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to have a smile, and deliberately softened the tone.

But Wanda's vigilance did not decrease because of this. She knew that in this world, there is no help without reason, and there is no charity without return.

"Why do you think we will believe you?"

"Based on my understanding of your past and the information I have in my hands."

The voice on the other end of the phone was full of confidence and arrogance. Without waiting for Wanda to continue asking questions, he continued:

"Come to the church in the city center, oh yes, it's better to go later, we will have a good talk then, about how to help you solve the topic of 'hatred'..."

After that, without waiting for Wanda and the other person on the other end of the phone to respond, the phone was hung up with a "click".

Wanda and Pietro looked at each other in bewilderment. They were confused about the true intention of the mysterious caller.

"Do you think we should go?"

Pietro frowned and handed the decision to his sister.

However, Wanda was absent-minded at the moment. Not only did she not answer Pietro's question immediately, but she reached out and took out a note from her pocket.

That was the contact information that the SHIELD agent named Coulson left for them, but it was not a phone number, but the address of a cafe called "Orgrimmar".

Pietro looked at his sister's actions and thought about it.

But he still chose to respect Wanda's decision, because no matter what she planned, Pietro would definitely support her unconditionally.