Marvel's Magneto is a good guy

Chapter 19 Look at what evil you have done!

The aircraft landed slowly in the palace. Eric held the little leopard in his left hand and Ulysses in his right hand, and followed the bald woman to get off the aircraft.

But after getting off the aircraft, Eric couldn't find her.

I saw two rows of bald women running out quickly, with the same bald head, the same red battle suit, the same vibrating gold spear, and the same beaded eyes... Well, this is the royal guard of Wakanda.

As soon as the woman leading the way stood in the line, Eric couldn't tell who was who anymore.

"These women are not cloned, are they?" Eric looked left and right, muttering in a low voice, causing several women who approached to stare at him.

"Welcome guests from afar!" A deep voice came, and King T'Chaka walked slowly with the Queen's arm. Little Black Panther's younger sister, Shu Rui, is a super genius whose IQ is not inferior to Tony Stark's.

Beside the king and queen, there were two children standing, a boy and a girl. The boy turned out to be the little black panther that Eric met when he traveled for the first time, and the little girl seemed familiar to Eric, so he couldn't help but look at it more. Two eyes.

"Ahem!" The queen frowned and coughed twice, obviously dissatisfied with Eric's lack of manners.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I suddenly thought of something and lost my mind." Eric looked back and threw Ulysses to his feet, "Your Majesty the King, Your Majesty Eric Lanshere, Viscount Eric, was captured by chance when he was in the United States. Wakanda's sinner, here to honor His Majesty the King."

"Ulysses Crow, robbed Wakanda of important military supplies, slaughtered the people of Wakanda, and caused extremely serious damage to Wakanda. Thank you very much for sending him all the way!" King T'Chaka Crossing his hands, lowering his head, he performed a Wakanda etiquette to Eric, and the queen and two children next to him also followed suit.

"You are welcome, it is my honor to help Wakanda with some trivial things!" Eric bowed back.

"Viscount Eric Lanshere, the banquet is ready, follow me to the table!" King T'Chaka took Eric into the palace, Eric gave a few praises from time to time, what a magnificent building, rich in history, Advanced technology, in short, is touted all the way, so that the king and queen feel more face.

Several people sat down, and Eric finally saw the leaders of several other tribes.

The leader of the merchant tribe was a woman, about three or forty years old, with triangular eyes, huge earrings in both ears, and a colorful rag wrapped around her head.

The leader of the frontier tribe is an elderly black man, with a cane in his hand, and his face is so densely tattooed that it is almost impossible to see the color of the original skin. It is said that their custom is that the more tattoos, the higher the status.Behind him stood a young man with many tattoos on his face.

The leader of the mining tribe is an old lady with a fat body, her hair is braided with dozens of small dirty braids, and there are many decorations on the ends of her hair.

The leader of the River Tribe is the strangest, a skinny man, with three large blue plates stuffed on his lower lip and earlobes respectively, as long as he opens his mouth, the saliva will flow out, Eric just looked at it and got goosebumps all over his body, too Disgusting!
King T'Chaka introduced Eric one by one, and Eric nodded one by one. Although he was superficially humble, in fact, he didn't know where his mind was going. What did the names of these strangely dressed guys have to do with him?
"This is Miss Orolo Monroe, my son's fiancée, the future queen of Wakanda!" When the little girl was introduced, Eric's attention was immediately attracted.

"It turned out to be Storm, what did I say so familiar! Hehe, the loli version of Storm, looking at that round face, I really want to pinch it, I don't know how she will grow into that queen in the future, No, I have to find a way to take a photo and save it as an emoticon package later.”

Storm is actually not a simple mutant. The Monroe family she belongs to is an existence similar to a family of witches in Kenya. Their family has been passed down for thousands of years, their magic power is enduring, and the X gene continues.

Every generation of them is a magician and a mutant. Every generation can control the weather. The only difference is the level of achievement.

In her generation, the combination of magic power and supernatural power in her bloodline made her achieve even higher. When Storm reached her peak, she was even able to control the solar storm, and destroying the earth was just a matter of waving her hand.

As for getting engaged at the age of teens, Eric can't control it. In Africa, it is common to have children in their teens. People are now childhood sweethearts. It is already very unusual to make a baby kiss first, and then get married when they are older. civilized performance.

"Mr. Eric!" King T'Chaka brought Eric's attention back to reality, "I'm very curious, how did you know about Wakanda? How did you find Ulysses C. Law and my nephew Ni Jadaka?"

King T'Chaka looked at the little leopard with complicated eyes. After all, his father was killed by himself, but this child was his own nephew.He didn't want to embarrass his little nephew anymore, but seeing the way his little nephew looked at him, it was obvious that he knew that he was his father-killing enemy.

"Your Majesty, first of all, let me explain that I am a good person!" Eric stood up with a kind smile on his face, "I met Ni Jadaka really by chance, it was a snowy night, After finishing my volunteer work in the orphanage, I was riding my bicycle on my way home when I suddenly saw a small figure curled up in the corner of the wall.”

Eric's voice was so eloquent that everyone's attention was focused on him. Little Storm's eyes were full of curiosity. She and her fiancé, Little Black Panther, stared at Eric closely. A scene of listening to a story appearance.

Eric was indeed telling a story, he made it up so that he almost believed it...

"He was so thin, so helpless, wearing very thin clothes, covered with snowflakes, he kept shaking, trying to squeeze his thin body into the corner, as if he wanted to rely on the cold wall to provide A little bit of warmth."

"Oh, my God..." The queen was pregnant with the child, and it was the period when she was most sensitive to the child's feelings. Hearing this, tears immediately fell, and she covered her mouth with her hand, trying not to cry.

Eric saw that the fire was almost ready, and continued to edit: "I was in a hurry at the time, so I took off my coat and put it on for him, and took him to the nearest fast food restaurant to keep him warm and fill his stomach .God, you didn't see how hungry he was! He ate eleven of such a big burger!"

Eric exaggeratedly drew a hamburger that was bigger than a washbasin, causing the queen to burst into tears again. Next to the king's hand, he screwed the king's thigh hard, and looked at her husband, as if saying: Look at what evil you have done!

　Reversing black and white, calling a deer a horse, uh, what other words can describe our evil protagonist?so bad…

　　Let's use favorites and recommendation tickets to kill the protagonist~~
　　


(End of this chapter)