Chapter 319 Magneto Arrives

When Magneto Eric Lancel learned the news of Charles' death, he couldn't believe it was true. He rushed to Xavier School for the Gifted in New York State as quickly as possible.

When he walked into the mourning hall and saw the familiar person lying quietly in the coffin, Eric had mixed feelings for a moment and stood stunned.

As an old man, Eric knew that he and Charles would have such a day, and this day would not come too late. When he felt that his energy was weak and his physical strength was declining, it was as if he heard the footsteps of death approaching.

He had imagined that his death scene would be a heroic death in a fierce war, surrounded by countless powerful enemies.

He once laughed at Charles, saying that a childish pacifist like him would definitely die in the hospital bed. He never thought that the prophecy would come true. The man who had been entangled with him all his life would actually die silently on the bedside of his bed, leaving him alone. People stay in this world full of malice.

Magneto walked slowly over to his old friend's coffin, stretched out his hand to touch his friend's cheek.

Cold, dry, stiff, inelastic...

Tears blurred his vision, and fragments flashed before his eyes. He recalled that when they were young, they lay on the hillside of Xavier Manor and talked about their ambitions. The Brotherhood of Mutants and the X-Men fought openly and secretly again and again.

The past is too old to look back on.

Magneto burst into tears, and a profound sense of loneliness enveloped him, as if he had no relatives or anyone who understood him in this world.

Mystique Raven had long since burst into tears, leaning next to the coffin and murmuring Charles' name.

The old and frail Magneto was overly sad and could no longer hold on. His body was swaying slightly. At this time, a hand reached out, wrapped around his waist, and helped him up.

"Eric, take care of yourself and don't be too sad."

The sweet girl's voice sounded in his ears, and Magneto was in a trance for a moment, as if he heard his old friend Charles comforting him in his ears.

He quickly turned his head and saw that the person supporting him was a well-behaved, quiet and lovely girl.

The girl smiled, and there was a healing power emanating from her smile, which actually healed the sadness and loneliness that surged in Magneto's heart.

For a moment, Magneto felt that his heart was throbbing. He had not seen this feeling for a long time. Decades had passed since Magda Eisenhardt left him. He thought that his heart had withered into ashes. .

He never expected that his already old self would actually fall in love with a young and beautiful girl.

There was also a sense of familiarity in this throbbing of the soul. When he saw her, he felt extremely cordial, as if the girl in front of him had been entangled with him in his previous life and was destined to be in this life.

Is this love at first sight?

Magneto felt a mixture of sadness and pain in his heart.

He is dying and she is not yet a teenager...

Somehow, a Chinese poem I had read flashed through my mind: "I was not born before you were born, and I am already old when you were born. I turned into a butterfly to look for flowers, and roosted on fragrant grass every night."

I wish we could meet each other when we are still young!

What kind of helplessness is this!

All kinds of tastes, all kinds of sorrows, all turned into a sigh.

well……

Upon closer inspection, the girl's eyebrows looked very much like the young Charles, and Magneto suddenly realized why he felt so close to her when he first saw her.

If you look closely, you will see that the girl's temperament is the same as that of her old friend. She is carved from the same mold as him. That calm and peaceful demeanor, and the feeling of spring breeze, no wonder it feels so familiar.

She must be Charles's orphan, right?

Magneto is a serious and cold man, and even within the Brotherhood of Mutants, many members are afraid of him.

Especially the stern look on his face is enough to make the person facing him feel as if he has fallen into an ice cellar and is chilling.

For such a cute little girl, Magneto was sullen. He smiled, a very rare kind and loving smile.

I'm afraid that even his biological son, Quicksilver, and daughter, Scarlet Witch, have never seen such a gentle Magneto.

"Thank you." Magneto said softly: "Little girl, what is your name?"

"check……"

The sweet girl was embarrassed and forced herself to change her words: "Elizabeth...Elizabeth Xavier."

"Who are you Charles?"

"He's my distant uncle."

"oh……"

Magneto nodded slowly. He judged that his old friend probably lied to her. This girl must be Charles' illegitimate daughter, otherwise she wouldn't be so similar.

The white-haired old man fondly touched the girl's hair. It turned out that she was Charles' daughter. This made him no longer feel that he had no relatives in the world, and the desperate loneliness slowly dissipated.

"Your uncle was a good friend of mine. He was a good man. I originally wanted to go on stage and say a few words after the condolence ceremony began, but after seeing you, I felt it was unnecessary. You make me feel like a biological granddaughter. .”

In a Western-style funeral, a key link is for the deceased's relatives and close friends to come on stage one by one to tell his or her life in memory of the deceased.

When the girl heard this, her pretty face turned frosty, and she said displeasedly: "I'm not like your granddaughter! Even if Charles is my uncle, you can't say that!"

Magneto was stunned by the suddenly angry girl, and helplessly pushed his hands to comfort her: "Okay, okay, pretend I didn't say that."

He sighed and then asked: "Are you a mutant?"

The girl nodded.

Magneto persuaded her seriously: "Then come with me. This school has lost the protection of Charles and will be destroyed sooner or later. It is too dangerous for you to stay here."

"No, Eric, Xavier School for the Gifted will not be destroyed."

The girl Su Rong also said seriously: "The second generation of X-Men will carry my uncle's banner. They will eventually grow up and take charge of their own business."

The powerful aura exuded by the girl actually made Magneto feel secretly frightened. He even ignored the slight disrespect in her title.

Lao Wan admired in his heart, it is really a tiger father but no dog daughter!

The more Magneto sees her, the more he appreciates and loves her. He really wants to take her with him and train her carefully so that she can take over from him and become the next leader of the Brotherhood of Mutants.

But he didn't want to force her, couldn't bear to force her, just like a grandfather who was obedient to his granddaughter, he could only shake his head helplessly.

"As stubborn as your father...uncle!"

Magneto sighed and stopped insisting. He had already made up his mind. Once the government took action against the mutant school, he would come immediately. Even if he could not withstand the military's fierce offensive, he would risk his life to rescue her.

Magneto slowly took off his psychic defense helmet. He had worn this helmet for almost a lifetime just because his old friend was still alive.

Now that this old friend has passed away, there is no need to wear this helmet.

He put the helmet in Charles's coffin as a deathbed gift to him. Magneto believed that he would die with him soon, so he let this helmet accompany him for a while.

Putting down his helmet, Magneto said goodbye to the girl who called herself Elizabeth, and reluctantly turned around and led the members of the Brotherhood of Mutants away.

"Please stay, Mr. Lancel."

But he was stopped, and an Asian young man came over.

Coming to his side, the Asian young man smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I am Luo Feng, director of S.H.I.E.L.D."

Magneto's face suddenly darkened. The government's spy leader showed up at Charles's funeral so brazenly and dared to greet him so secretly.

If he didn't want to splash the blood of Elizabeth, the girl next to him, Eric would have wanted to control the metal to turn into a blade and cut this arrogant and ignorant young man into pieces on the spot.