[Zongmeiying] Wait, am I going to die?

Steve found that the solutions he had talked about before, such as delivering newspapers and delivering milk, were not going to work.

After the magical Lord Elf learned of such a thing as a "newspaper", he soon had his own place in a certain newspaper.

When Elrond didn't know much about this society at first, he only wrote some texts like bedtime stories, and he would let little Steve read them first, and submit the manuscript after there were no common sense mistakes.

Even so, the elven lord who never left his home has gradually accumulated a lot of followers.

After living in this world for a few months, the former Lord of Imratri has begun to publish some articles on social phenomena. His words are gentle and sharp, and his insights are insightful and unique, which makes him have another batch of completely different followers.

However, the mysterious author "Elrond" behaved in a low-key manner and never showed up. Even newspapers corresponded with him.Letters coming and going don't go straight to his and Steve's house, but they have to walk two blocks to pick them up.

This was actually the idea of ​​little Steve, who had shown his strategic talent early on.

——After all, my adoptive father is an elf... After a long time of contact, it is absolutely impossible to ignore the pointy ears and the shimmering light at night, which is a bit unsafe for the adoptive father.

Yes, adoptive father.

Elrond adopts Steve Rogers.

However, since he is also a "black household" in Brooklyn, this adoptive father-son relationship is not in the legal sense.

The firstborn of Iluvatar do not depend on the laws of men.

Elrond Lord Elrond's uttered promises are like stars in the sky—the stars of the Eldar shine in the dome and will never fall.

When Steve started learning Elvish, his name for Elrond changed to "Ada".

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When Thranduil woke up, he found himself standing on an open field, with a dark-skinned human with a blindfold looking at him.

Because there seems to be no black-skinned people in Middle-earth, the first thought of the Elf King was——

Is there too much sun?

Of course, this strange thought was only fleeting in his mind, and the unfriendly aura emanating from a group of strangely dressed men in black around him was the focus of the King of the Jungle's attention.

Clearly this isn't Middle-earth.

The Elf King's sharp eyes instantly noticed the most dangerous guy here except for the bald black man in front of him.

He tilted his head to look at the archer hidden in the shadows in the distance, and when his eyes met, Hawkeye Clint Barton couldn't help being startled.

"Fury, he noticed me." Barton whispered into the intercom.

The Elf King raised his eyebrows and curled the corners of his mouth.

"Forry?"

He slowly repeated the name mentioned by the archer in the distance.

"It seems that you are their leader?"

Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D., knocked on the headset with a straight face: "Come here, Agent Patton."

After speaking, he continued to look at the guest from another world.

Although the other party didn't seem to have any weapons, he still didn't dare to neglect.

"Hello, guest from another world, I'm Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., a department that handles these wonderful affairs."

The one-eyed black man took a step forward and spread his hands to show that he was not hostile.

"I don't think you came here with malice?"

The elf keenly sensed the change in the surrounding atmosphere. If he used his Sylvan army as an analogy, if he had just held a bow and long arrow before, now the arrow is already wound and ready to go.

As long as he utters a wrong word, these guys will change from polite masters to warriors with swords and guns - Thranduil is familiar with that warrior's breath.

——Since these humans still understand etiquette, there is no need for him to start a dispute.

"I have no malice."

The King of the Jungle in Middle-earth spoke slowly in the language of men.

Then he nodded his head slightly, his blue eyes carried the unique indifference and elegance of the ancient elves, revealing a wordless arrogance, but also clearly without hostility.

So Thranduil was taken to the car back to S.H.I.E.L.D.

On the way, Nick Fury received an emergency call. The thawed Captain America showed signs of awakening. He had to let Hawkeye "watch" Thranduil, and the three turned around and flew straight to New York.

Thranduil closed his eyes and leaned against the cabin of the plane, seemingly indifferent to everything around him.

This made Hawkeye curious.

The high crown like tree thorns and the gorgeous and complicated brocade robes look like nobles who have stepped out of medieval murals.

Clint also noticed that the other person's whole body was glowing slightly in the dimly lit cabin—even gods don't bring their own natural light!

He has seen aliens, mutants, and the legendary Norse god, but the visitor from another world in front of him has a completely different bearing and atmosphere.

It seems that as long as you come in front of the other party, you will unconsciously restrain your steps and hold your breath, as if human beings have seen the true meaning of beauty.

——It’s not that the aborigines of Middle-earth probably can’t understand, that is the gift Iluvita gave her dear firstborn, all the good things in the world.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Barton looked at this alien who closed his eyes as soon as he got on the plane, and couldn't help but find a topic to talk to.

Thranduil glanced at him and said slowly, "No, I just think your world is too noisy."

"..."

All the beautiful atmosphere is shattered in a second.

Barton sat back in his seat silently, imitating the Elf King with his eyes closed.

——This guest is really rude.

—Isn't he curious about our world?Don't you feel panic about entering a strange world?

——Their last visitor from another world was not so easy to talk about. The property alone was destroyed countless times, not to mention the injuries of personnel...

Barton felt that he heard Thor's hearty and innocent laughter in an instant.

——No, no, I still think of something else...

What Thranduil said was the truth, of course he was not mocking Hawkeye.

The gift of the firstborn allows them to have better vision and hearing than humans, but not so exaggerated.

Thranduil was not sad because of his first flight on a plane, but the mixture of various mechanical sounds, clothes rubbing, gears turning and some strange sounds he didn't know where they came from gave him a headache.

So is the taste.

So is vision.

The Elf King never knew that his five senses were so keen that he could even feel a bird flying outside the steel box.

Just when he was confused and had an unbearable headache, he saw the white deer.

The culprit who made him cross stood quietly opposite him, his gray eyes were full of worry, as if he knew his current situation clearly.

Thranduil noticed that no one around could see this beautiful creature.

The White Deer stepped forward and gently pressed his forehead against the Elf King's head. In an instant, Thranduil felt as if there were two hands holding his head.

Those were a pair of very beautiful hands - fair skin, long fingertips, round and neatly trimmed nails.

Those hands had calluses from years of holding swords and swords, and they also carried the fragrance from years of playing with herbs.

He used to play with those hands fondly, taking them into his own again and again—when was that?And whose hand is it?

Before Thranduil noticed something was wrong, the touch of those hands disappeared, and the surrounding sensation was blocked by a barrier, and the gentle wind surrounded him, and all the noises gradually calmed down in the wind.

The Elf King, who refused to show weakness in front of humans, breathed a sigh of relief.

And this series of changes, the surrounding humans didn't even notice.

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After 70 years of icy sleep, Captain America Steve Rogers, who suddenly wakes up and rushes into the street, glances sideways as he is led into the car by Nick Fury.

His sky-blue eyes met another pair of indifferent sky-blue eyes. After a moment of stunned, he turned his head and asked the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. to change vehicles.

After a brief consideration, Nick Fury decided that the four of them would share a car.

——As if he could really refuse Captain America's earnest and sincere request...

Clint Barton defamed.

——his best agent, Agent Phil Coulson, will definitely be on strike!

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After getting in the car, Captain America kept staring at Thranduil's - ear.

And Barton kept staring at Captain America.

— please!That's Captain America!Live!

——Although he is not a die-hard fan of Captain America like Agent Coulson, who hasn't heard the legendary story? !He and his Howling Commandos saved an era!

While Patton was struggling to get an autograph to stimulate Coulson, Captain America spoke first, facing their guests from another world.

"Are you an elf?" Steve Rogers looked at Thranduil, and suddenly said something in Elvish.

"Who are you?" Thranduil looked at a human for the first time, and he could hear pure Quenya in another world. He only thought of one possibility, "Do you know where Elrond is?"

Hearing the two start talking in a language they had never heard before, Nick Fury's hands trembled while driving, and Button looked at Steve in surprise——Captain America can speak the language of another world!Coulson has not popularized this!

——Because Coulson didn't know either.

"Ada..." Steve Rogers, who had been asleep for 70 years, habitually called Elrond his father. Unexpectedly, this made the elf on the opposite side show a displeased expression.

"Ada?"

After careful identification, he found that the human in front of him did not have half-elf blood, Thranduil frowned.

"You call him Ada?"

Of course Thranduil knew that the most important thing right now was the whereabouts of Elrond, but he just couldn't help but want to know—could the so-called missing Lord of Imlatri just go to another world? Have you gone to raise a child? !