Chapter 1623 Fishing Day (XVI)
Charles Xavier imagined about a dozen seasons of romantic dramas in his mind within a short second of hearing Natasha's words.
Few students of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters know that Professor Xavier, who now looks erudite, wise, and gentle, actually had a dissolute and indulgent youth.
God is never fair, but he favors this British youth named Xavier, giving him an amazingly beautiful face and irresistible blue eyes. Professor Xavier's appearance when he was young can be roughly described as follows: If you see him on any street in New York, you will definitely think that either he has a sugar daddy or he has several.
In his young, strong, and energetic years, he met all kinds of beauties by chance, had a night of passion, indulged in sensual enjoyment, like a wreckage sinking at the bottom of the lake of desire, an orphan of the beautiful world, drifting with the water, drifting with the wind, experiencing, enjoying, and then leaving nothing behind.
On the contrary, Eric in his youth always wanted to be responsible for his family but always failed. He pursued those who could not understand him, and those who understood him did not follow him. He was always alone, anxious and lonely.
These two very similar and opposite people, this pair of old friends, are more like being left by the whole world to stand side by side with each other until today.
Charles quickly told Eric about his speculation in his mind. Putting aside those euphemistic expressions and gorgeous rhetoric, Eric's response went straight to the point.
"You mean, Natasha is pursuing Schiller, and Loki may also be pursuing Schiller, so Natasha doesn't let Loki come to Schiller?"
Charles nodded vigorously, his eyes full of interest, and Eric pointed out sharply: "But Loki used to be a man."
Charles immediately opened his mouth wide. After being stunned for a while, he drew a cross on his chest and exclaimed: "Oh my God."
It turns out that when one of the objects in a triangle relationship can be either male or female, the complexity of the already complicated relationship will be more than doubled.
Charles rubbed his fingers and said uncertainly: "But this is also possible. Judging from Schiller's previous behavior, he will not actively pursue the opposite sex, while Natasha is used to hunting all kinds of men."
"The male Loki may also be Natasha's servant, and now Natasha has turned her target to Schiller, so she doesn't want her former bed partner to appear in front of them."
"Okay, I can understand that this may be embarrassing." Charles touched his chin and said, "But it's too late. I have told Loki that we are ice fishing in Long Island."
At another ice fishing spot, Nick and Steve were also discussing this issue, but their views seemed to be completely opposite to Charles', because Nick knew Natasha better.
"I strongly discourage my agents from being promiscuous, because you never know which person you will fall into the hands of. As long as you relax for a moment, the knife under the pillow will cut your throat."
"But our Mrs. Romanov is a very smart woman, otherwise she would not be alive today. She knows what can be embraced and what must not be touched. If she didn't have such a keen sense, she might have died in bed long ago."
"She would never take the initiative to invite Schiller." Nick's tone was very certain. He kept tapping the fishing rod in his hand with his fingers and said, "Because she is better than anyone else. They all knew that Schiller was a serious matter, and any connection with him needed to be carefully considered. Such a person was obviously not a good target for a female agent who just wanted to enjoy the sensual pleasures and indulge in a night of pleasure, because this would likely bring great trouble and might affect future work. "
"Natasha is surprisingly ambitious." Steve commented while turning the axis of the fishing rod: "After the disintegration of the former Soviet Union, the Russian spy organization no longer had such a strong control over her. She could actually give up her identity as an agent and live a peaceful life in anonymity, but she chose not to do so. "
"I heard from Sharon that After reading the legendary deeds of the Black Widow, it seems that any difficult task is easy in her hands. "
"This is especially rare for a female agent." Nick raised the fishing rod suddenly, looking at the small squid that had bitten the hook with some disappointment, but he still took the squid off the hook seriously and said: "Beautiful ladies in the agent organization are usually more likely to be shaken, using beauty or even body to complete the task, either making them indulge in material desires and unable to control themselves, or making them feel self-loathing, exaggerating the degree of sacrifice, and then feeling hopeless in life. "
"Natasha I have never had such troubles, but I don't think this is entirely the result of brainwashing by the secret service. She lives in harmony with her own evil, cruelty, indulgence, and debauchery, and even turns them into weapons or toys. If you want to pick a person in SHIELD who least needs to see a psychiatrist, it must be her. "
"I think this will definitely be very attractive to psychiatrists." Steve nodded slightly and said, "Every psychiatrist gives me the feeling that they firmly believe that everyone in the world is sick, and they can always convince their patients to believe this, and no exceptions are allowed."
Nick grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. He threw the bait back into the water and said, "Perhaps this is why Schiller is interested in Natasha. You know, all those who often deal with Schiller have received his psychological treatment without exception. Most of those who don't often deal with Schiller have also been attracted or deceived by him to receive psychological treatment."
"But Natasha hangs around Schiller every day. For a while, she even took on the task of passing messages between Schiller and me. But so far, Schiller has not been able to trick her into the psychological clinic. It seems that our doctor will have to work hard this time."
Steve's shoulders were shaking with laughter. He didn't know who he was gloating over. Then he coughed twice and said, "It's hard for me to imagine the scene when Dr. Schiller pursues a woman."
"I'm afraid it's more than that. Charles just sent me a message saying that Loki is coming. Guess what she's here for?"
Steve was stunned for a moment, then said, "I heard from Thor that Frigga is urging marriage recently. Loki may want to ask Schiller for help?"
"I hope it's just help." Nick said without comment.
As they were talking, they saw a beam of lightning strike the blackened reed marsh that had been destroyed by the cold wind not far from their fishing spot. Loki walked out first, followed by Thor.
Loki's face was full of anger, while Thor's face was full of helplessness, but the two of them seemed to have just had a big fight and reached a ceasefire agreement. They didn't show anything in front of outsiders, as if they were just passing by and joined this social event.
"Long time no see, Captain." Loki and Steve hugged each other.
After Steve released his arm, he looked at her and Thor's outfits. The gods of Asgard were not afraid of the cold, and Loki, as a frost giant, was the same, so she just wore a buttonless woolen windbreaker for autumn, a dark brown scarf was loosely wrapped around her neck, black calfskin gloves on her hands, and a pair of thick-heeled lacquered ankle boots.
Thor was wearing a black motorcycle jacket and a pair of high-top Martin boots. Steve couldn't help but pat his arm and said jokingly, "If I didn't know you just came from Asgard, I would have thought you robbed Nick's closet."
Nick snorted and took two steps back. He looked Thor up and down while shaking his right foot like a gangster and said, "Come on, Steve, you don't understand jackets at all. If you have seen my closet, you will know that what this big guy wears is the opposite of fashion. "
Loki put her gloved hands into the sleeves of the man opposite her. Her long hair fluttered in the cold wind. She had to squint and shake her head back to prevent her hair from sticking to her eyelashes or mouth. Then she stepped on the ice with the heels of her leather boots and asked, "How many of you came? How was the harvest?"
"Not bad, actually." Steve showed her the water tank. It was almost full again in just two hours after lunch. He squatted down sideways like a gentleman, so as not to block Loki's sight, and introduced it.
"There are many fish here in terms of number and variety. Maybe because of this, they fight for food fiercely, and there are fewer big fish."
"I think this lake has all the squids in the world." Nick raised his fishing rod again, and a small squid was hung on his hook. He made an annoyed "tsk" sound, and impatiently pulled the squid off and threw it into the water tank.
"You caught all the squids in the world." Steve laughed in a low voice: "You are the culprit who filled our water tank."
"Will you invite us to join?" Loki turned to look at Nick and asked: "If it is welcome, we will go back to New York later to bring some fishing gear, or something else you lack."
"Just to let the royal family of Asgard run an errand for me, I have to say, yes, welcome to join this fishing activity." Nick smiled and opened his arms to them, and Loki hugged him again.
"Why did you suddenly want to come here?" Steve stood next to the rainwater tank and chatted with Thor. Thor put his hands on his hips and looked up at Loki. He wanted to say something, but he seemed to remember the armistice agreement. He gulped and said: "Frigga urged her to get married, so I accompanied her to relax. Will I be in time to pick up Sif? She is also a little upset."
"Actually, I am very curious. There are less than ten members of your royal family. Why do you seem to have a thousand things to upset you every day?" Steve joked.
"That's the truth." Thor shook his head and said, "It wasn't like this before because the busy war took up all our energy, and once we have some free time, you will find that there are leaks everywhere."
"Recently, there is another kind of rumor in Asgard. They compare Sif and Frigga, saying that because Sif was born a Valkyrie and was busy fighting on the front line, she is not as meticulous as Frigga in managing internal affairs."
"Is there any connection between the two?" Steve asked in confusion.
"It doesn't matter at all." Thor sighed deeply, and then said, "They said this just because they hope that the power of the Queen of Gods can be limited to the scope of internal affairs. The general idea is, 'You should concentrate on managing the small piece of land in Asgard. If you can't even do this, don't think about other things.'"
"Why didn't there be such a phenomenon during Frigga's time? She should be in charge of more than Sif, right?"
"Because Frigga is smooth enough." Thor pursed his lips and said, "On the surface, she is a good wife and mother, beautiful and gentle, and never questions the decision of the King of Gods. In fact, it's just because she doesn't have to question it publicly. She has other ways to control Odin, and people can't find fault with it. Sif is a bit straightforward and reckless."
Suddenly Thor trembled, he was stunned for a while, as if he was checking something with his mind, and then he said as if his butt was burned by fire: "I have to take Sif over quickly, she beat up the deputy housekeeper of Asgard's internal affairs again!"