The salary king in the comics

Chapter 271 Goethehilt confronts the sword

"Snapped"

This sound made everyone around press the pause button, and the staff of S.H.I.E.L.D. waited in a panic.They arrived here after receiving an emergency communication from the pilot, only to find that the director of their home had been forced to sleep.

But the murderer was another person he couldn't afford to offend. Seeing the murderer's nonchalant actions, he even ordered them to bring the tableware, making the staff of S.H.I.E.L.D. angrily vent their anger on the skewers in their hands.

'It smells so good...'

It wasn't long before the dinner party, and the crisp applause became the focus of the audience.

The confrontation between a man and a woman will determine the situation and direction of the scene.The food in their mouths and the mood of eating melons made everyone's eyes involuntarily look at the barbecue station.

After receiving a slap, Geralt passed another portion of the food in front of Hill as if nothing happened.

If you make a mistake, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand firm.No matter what the mentality is, the most important thing is to bear the wrong anger and consequences when you provoke someone.

Hill looked at the people and food in front of him, wondering what he was thinking, turned around and left.

Not long after, the sound of the engine warming up came from the Quinjet fighter, and within a few seconds, the plane left here.

Seeing his boss leave, the remaining S.H.I.E.L.D. staff packed up their things in a hurry and got into various vehicles in a hurry.

Soon, there were only three people left in this lively venue.

Cartersley watched the farce in front of him with a smile, just poured bottle after bottle of beer into his mouth, as if enjoying the last time.

Geralt just finished the grill on his own, slowly turning the skewers over the fire.

Only Johnny looked back and forth in bewilderment, looking at the plane and Geralt in the distance.

"Johnny, tonight is the decisive battle. The Black Heart Demon will definitely use various means to force you to hand over the contract of Saint Van Gonzale..."

Geralt's voice woke up Johnny who was still confused.

Johnny is a little indifferent, he is alone, doing stunt tours everywhere, how could the black heart demon find his weakness.

"Shet! Roseanne!"

Johnny thought of his first love girlfriend whom he had just met. Although he had let his girlfriend dove twice in just two days after the reunion, their relationship was still maintained.

After launching the motorcycle, Johnny quickly rode on it and headed towards the city. He had to make sure that his girlfriend was safe.

In fact, both Geralt and Hill knew Roxanne, and even Carter Sley could see that Roxanne would be the key to the plan to deceive the black heart demon.

The bystanders knew that only Johnny was a fan of the authorities. No one reminded him, and until now he would not understand where the bait came from.

Cartersley looked at Geralt who was about to leave, and after giving a Pattonian military salute, he sat on the edge of the cemetery, enjoying his last moments.

The temporary headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D., as soon as Hill came back, he couldn't wait to check the various things that happened in the past few hours.

As the director, she has to be aware of everything that happens, and at the same time be prepared for everything.

'Hockwood didn't move, he was still sitting in the original position, really tm decadent.Geralt actually bought the ingredients with S.H.I.E.L.D. funds?Also tm pick the most expensive to buy! '

Looking at the monitoring and bills in his hand, veins appeared on Hill's head.He casually grabbed the coffee cup next to him, but it was empty.

It was only then that Hill realized that she hadn't been at the temporary base for several hours, and no necessities had been prepared for her at all.

"Give me an espresso with sugar, quick!"

Hill flipped through the records, her tone was a little heavy, the hypoglycemia caused by not eating for a long time made her feel irritable.

At this time, a glass of bubbly lemonade was placed next to Hill, and a tin foil box was placed beside it.

"I want coffee, not... what are you doing here?"

Holding back his anger, Hill looked at Geralt who appeared in front of him, frowning as if he saw something disgusting.

"Try my handicraft, I learned this from a gourmet, ordinary people can't eat it at all..."

Geralt said something that made Hill even angrier as if he didn't see Hill's angry face.

"Get out, you are not needed here, S.H.I.E.L.D. will consider re-establishing a cooperative relationship with you..."

Hill's voice was a little loud, and everyone in the command room stopped their work, just like the barbecue party just now.

Geralt looked at the others around him, shook his head with a smile, and motioned for them to go out.

When the director quarreled with others, it was better for the subordinates to avoid the sharp edge temporarily. Anyway, the director did not stop them from leaving, so the other people in the command room left one after another.

When the others left, Hill heard what he least wanted to hear.

I only heard Geralt say: "Sill, you are too withdrawn..."

"Is this what you want to say to me? Aloof? I am the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and I am responsible for the World Security Council. I have to guard this planet. Will try to kill them.

I'm not going to hand over the future of Earth to your elusive friends.You even want to start a war!What do you think of the safety of the earth! "

Hill's voice was a bit intense, and she spoke her inner thoughts indifferently. For her, the completely unpredictable enemy and the aliens who threatened the earth all the time were all burdens on her.

Geralt listened to Hill finish these venting words, and thoughtfully pushed the water glass towards her, letting her moisten her dry throat.

Then, Geralt sat across from Hill, looked at the lights above the command room, and said as if he was recalling or describing himself: "I have a friend who used to be like you, he always wanted to bear the burden by himself." everything.

Although we share a common goal, he never teamed up with others, only warned of danger, or offered help to others.

He was alone, completing all the tasks, for his own mission, without pity on himself. "

Having said that, Geralt looked at Hill as if he were looking at the friend he was talking about.

"He's like you now, who puts everything on himself, doesn't care if he can bear it or not, he just bears the burden of the mission and moves forward..."

Hill looked into Geralt's eyes, the pain and loss of memories in his eyes.

Looking at Geralt, Hill asked, "What's your friend's name?"

"Goetheshilt, I didn't even say a word to him, but I accepted a series of help from him."

Goldshilt, from the Hidden Pillar of Lothric, is known as the Hunter of the King's Blackhand.On the way of Ashes spreading the fire, he helped Ashes by drawing amulets in front of the gate of the abyss watcher and in front of the gate of King Shaliwan.

He even moved faster than Ashes. Walking alone, he risked his life to steal the key of the big library in order to open the big library to help future generations, and finally died in front of the door of the big library.

Ashes rushed to the big library at the beginning, but in the end, he only saw the body of Goethehilt, and he didn't even have time to talk to him.

Holding Goetheshilt's body and holding the key he hid in his bosom, Ashes became really angry for the first time that time.

All the operations of the once rebellious great library sages who are now cooperating with Ashes all stem from the scene where the big library was killed by Ashes in the past.

In order not to cause such a thing, in order to save their own lives, these surviving sages of the big library cooperated in this way, and even handed over the education history of the sages, allowing them to take root in the Dragon Academy.

Tears welled up in Geralt's eyes. This was his painful past, but he quickly hid it.

"So I don't want you to carry everything by yourself like Goldhilt..."

Geralt slowly took out two weapons. They had gold round heads, mahogany guards, and even the sword jaws were exquisitely carved in gold, and the cold steel blades were engraved with stripes.

[Goldhilt's sword: the hunter known as the black hand of the king.The black hand of the king who left the castle──Goldhilt's weapon.One of a pair of weapons.Goldhilt was born as a low-level knight, so his swordsmanship can see the shadow of a knight.Combat skills: roundabout slashes while rotating sharply while slashing at the enemy, and can take advantage of the situation to perform a heavy attack roundabout before stabbing with a pair of swords. 】

Handing the pair of weapons to Hill, Geralt said, "These are the weapons that Godshilt used to have. You can't use them yet, but you can keep them for now..."

Hill took the opposite sword, and compared the carefree Geralt in the past with his usual weapons, such a gorgeous weapon was not something the man in front of him would use at all.

Just now Geralt's melancholy and the sadness in his eyes did not seem fake, it seemed that this man really cared about him.

A warm feeling came from Hill's cold heart. Enduring the excitement in his heart, Hill turned around and stopped looking at Geralt.

Now that Hill accepted the sword, Geralt left the command room without saying anything more.

Hill caressed Goethehilt's swords, placed them in his exclusive place, and looked at the food Geralt brought for him. Hill forgot that the bill for this food made her yell at her just now.

"It smells so good..."

Hill savored the food made by Geralt and felt the delicious taste from his tongue, so he couldn't help but move faster.

"Director! There is a situation..."

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. rushed in, but what they saw was the chief of the bureau holding a skewer of lemonade in one hand. Compared with the cold and serious Hill before, the agent couldn't help but feel a little sluggish.

As if nothing happened, Hill put down the food in his hand indifferently, and asked, "What's wrong? You're in a panic!"

"Oh! There is an energy reaction, it's from the cemetery, but the tracking target Johnny Blazer is in his own home..."

"Where's Geralt?"

"Geralt has set off, but it will take time to get there..."

In the cemetery, Cartersley looked at the two demons in front of him, and the leader was the Black Heart Demon. At this moment, he was standing in front of him, smiling and showing his original demon face.

Cartersley was a little regretful. Originally, every time it was dark, he would return to his church to avoid the devil's pursuit, but today, after drinking two more sips, he found the devil standing in front of him when he woke up.

Pretending not to understand anything, Cartersley held the wine bottle in his hand and said, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Ghost Rider stays here every day, it seems that you must be very important to him!"

The Black Heart Demon smiled, and stretched out his hand towards Kattersley...

(End of this chapter)