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The biological clock woke up Martha on time. After changing her clothes, she opened the door and smelled the aroma of bread.

"Master, you're up. I've prepared breakfast for you." Malekith said with a perfect smile, turning his head slightly to Martha's direction.

Almost forgot that there was this guy, Martha slapped her head and sensed the surrounding enchantments, all right.

Malekith walked up to Martha and said to Martha, "Please eat first."

Martha was half pushed and half pulled into the dining room, and was shocked by the exquisite breakfast in front of her.After a little taste, Martha no longer dared to say that her cooking skills were okay.

"Malekis, how did you do it? It's delicious!" It's like a chef!Martha said in surprise.

Malekith smiled and said: "I have studied the eating habits here on Earth well before, and it is my greatest compliment that you like it."

Martha ate several mouthfuls one after another. Whether it was the fragrance of malt or the smoothness of eggs, it was obviously a common food, so why was it so delicious.Thinking of Malekith who was still standing, Martha said quickly: "Stop standing, sit down quickly. Have you eaten this morning?"

"I've already eaten." Even when she sat down, she still kept an elegant smile.

Half full, Martha thought of the meal that Malekith couldn't see how?

As if seeing Martha's doubts, Malekith said: "I use magic to help me see. Although it is not as clear as the naked eye, it is still competent for ordinary work."

Oh, Martha nodded and chewed the food, it was delicious!

After breakfast, Martha, who wanted to wash the dishes, was stopped by Malekith, "How can I let you do such a thing?" Then with a wave of her hand, the dinner plate flew to the sink by itself, and then the faucet turned on by itself, and the rag Start washing dishes.What should I do if the ultra-smart dishwasher Tony gave me is weak? The dishes after washing will fly by themselves and find a place to put them down!

Martha is like a ignorant person, marveling at the magic, so amazing!

Malekith led Martha to sit in front of the dressing table, "Let me do your hair."

Martha originally had waist-length hair, but after being struck by lightning, she became super-short tomboy hair. Recently, it has grown a lot, and now her hair is almost touching her shoulders.

Hair of this length is very challenging. Martha usually wears it directly or tied it with a hair tie, but she doesn't care much about it.

When Malekith said this, Martha was looking forward to what kind of hairstyle the magic would bring. With a bit of excitement, Martha said, "Okay."

But to Martha's surprise, it was not magic that held Martha's hair, but Malekith's fingers.

I don't know if it's because of the elf's low body temperature. When Malekith passed through Martha's hair, there was a hint of coolness. Martha looked in the mirror, and Malekith looked serious, as if the hair in his hand was not ordinary. Silk is like a treasure.

To be honest, for Martha, this is a kind of enjoyment. Not only does it not cause the pain of pulling the scalp, but the moderate strength of the fingers is very comfortable, just like a massage.

"Okay." Malekith said, then took out a hair accessory and inserted it obliquely into Martha's hair.

Delicate braids were combed on both sides of the ears and temples, and gradually gathered, and each small strand of hair was wrapped around a hair accessory and firmly coiled behind the head.

"Wow." As if there was a different person in front of her, Martha touched the leaf-shaped golden hair ornament on the back of her head, and when she looked sideways, the leaves fit the shape of her head firmly.

"This is a hair ornament with a laurel pattern, do you still like it?"

Looks good, Martha feels like she's about to be captured!

"Yes, I like it." Martha said quickly, "But this hairstyle doesn't suit me, it's too elegant, so I just wear a ponytail and it's not troublesome."

"It's not troublesome, just leave these small matters to me, and I will take care of them for you."

Martha was in a hurry, she looked left and right, bullying Malekith couldn't see it, she rolled her eyes to think of a way.

"Can I just call you Mahler? Your name is a bit long." Martha thought about it, thinking of the nickname she gave Nana yesterday, she could draw distance and change the subject.

Malekith was obviously taken aback, and then the corners of his mouth widened, "Of course, my master."

"Then you should follow everyone and call me Martha."

"This won't work." Malekith didn't agree, and Martha couldn't agree with him, so she let him go.

At this time, the doorbell rang outside, and Martha let out an 'ah' and ran to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Steve first saw Martha's brand-new hairstyle, which was different from the usual messy hair. Today, every strand of hair is well-groomed, not to mention, with a scent of flowers.Before he could admire Martha's new hairstyle, he saw someone who shouldn't be here.

Steve's expression became serious in an instant, and all the muscles in his body were on alert.

"Malekis? Why are you here?"

Contrary to Martha's expectation, Malekith, who had always been downcast in front of Martha, resumed the reserved and arrogant expression when facing Steve.

Not only was he too lazy to talk to Steve, he even said to Martha, "At that time, this was the person who was on the opposite side of you." It was quite aggressive.

What Malekith said was that when 'Martha' wanted to fulfill his wish, Steve was against it, and it developed into a gang fight.

Apparently Steve was thinking about that scene too, but it's no one's fault for thinking and acting like that at the time.It's just that Steve was a little hesitant when facing Martha, who was usually quite doting.

"Haller!" Martha yelled in a low voice, and Malekith bowed slightly, recovering the elegant elf he was before.

"He came to me and said he wanted to follow me." Martha deliberately changed serving to following, and explained to Steve.

"Follow?" Steve frowned, looking at Malekith hesitantly, obviously in disbelief.

Malekith let him watch, with a bland smile on his face.

"Bucky goes to Tony's first, I'm here to pick you up." Steve finally put aside Malekith and said to Martha.

"Let's go, let everyone get to know Mahler." Martha said with a sigh.

Martha sat behind Steve as usual, and turned her head to see Malekith, who was dressed in nothing like a modern man's attire. How should he go?

Malekith was still smiling, and a skateboard-like thing appeared under his feet, "I'll follow you, don't worry, my family's stealth technology is very good."

After that, Steve started his old motorcycle, and Martha looked back, and Malekith gradually became transparent from his feet. Finally, he put one hand on his chest, bowed to Martha, and then disappeared from sight.

This kind of race that requires technology and technology, magic and magic, if it really fights Asgard, it may be Asgard that loses.Martha thought about the time she spent in Asgard, comparing what she saw and heard in her heart.

How did Asgard win thousands of years ago?Obviously, it is so strong without relying on ether, but if it relies on it, it loses.It probably shows that foreign objects are foreign objects after all, and foreign objects are not reliable.

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