In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1089: Father and Son (18)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

The sound of "Dongdongdong" echoed in an overly simple office. Magneto, who had just returned to the room and was hanging his coat on the hanger, frowned.

Then, he heard Schiller's voice coming from outside the door:

"Hello, Mr. Lanshere, Professor X brought you a gift and asked me to bring it to you. Can I go in now?"

Magneto frowned slightly, and he didn't stop what he was doing, but said in a deep voice, "Please come in."

Schiller pushed open the door and walked in, carrying two boxes in his hand. After walking to the door, he took a look at Magneto's action of hanging clothes, and walked to the sofa in the reception area next to the office Sitting down, he didn't put the box in his hand on the coffee table, but put it directly on the ground at his feet.

Then, he stood up by himself, took off his coat, handed it to Magneto, and said, "Can you hang it up for me? Thank you."

Schiller's actions are so natural that they don't give Magneto any excuse to shirk.

Magneto himself is hanging clothes, and hanging clothes for guests who have just arrived here is a normal way of hospitality, and it would be too rude to refuse.

Magneto waved his hand slightly, and Schiller's clothes flew into the air, but he didn't take it immediately, but put on a glove, then took the clothes and hung them on the hanger.

For the clothes hung on the hanger, the two outer skirts were turned over by themselves, and the neckline was also tidied up. In an instant, all the dust on the clothes was swept away, and the same was true for all the clothes on the hanger.

Schiller silently observed these actions until Magneto, who was wearing a tight black inner lining, turned around,

He is still very tall, one centimeter taller than Schiller, and close to 1.9 meters tall. Although he is not considered burly, he is still considered strong. Just judging from his figure, he is not an old man at all.

Magneto didn't intend to come to the sofa area at all. He walked back behind his desk, bent down, and opened the cabinet on his left. His voice came from behind the desk: "What did Charles bring again?" ?”

"It's some tea leaves." Schiller stood up and brought over two boxes of gifts, but they still didn't put them on Magneto's table. It’s a specialty product from China, but I don’t know this brand either.”

"By the way, besides this, your son and daughter also brought you a gift. Judging from the packaging, it should be a Christmas present. Do you want to open it and have a look?"

"Both are from Charles." Magneto's voice was quiet, and Schiller saw that the two boxes in his hand flew out of thin air and flew directly into the cabinet that Magneto opened.

"Also, I brought you a gift, after all, I will be here for a while, please take care of me."

After Schiller finished speaking, Magneto straightened up, but at this time, Schiller's hand was empty, so Magneto showed a sneer, and just about to speak, Schiller took it out of his trouser pocket. A very small item.

This time, he put the little thing on the table and pushed it in front of Magneto.

Magneto glanced at it indifferently at first, thinking it was some gemstone necklace or other decoration, but the moment he saw that thing, his childish hole shrank.

This time, instead of using magnetism, he leaned forward, touched its surface with his fingers, and then said slowly, "The Order of the Red Banner..."

"I learned from Professor X that you used to be a fighter against the Nazis and made outstanding contributions. Although the country that awarded this medal is no longer there, I think you deserve this honor .”

The muscles on Magneto's cheeks twitched slightly, as if he wanted to make an expression, but he froze halfway, and then he heard Schiller say again: "I'm sorry, in that war, I didn't I have been to the front line, so I failed to get a higher-level military medal, otherwise, maybe you can still collect a gold star medal?"

Magneto's finger touched the cold surface of the medal, but the moment he felt the temperature, he withdrew his finger, shook his head and said, "No, I can't."

Schiller did not continue to ask him to accept it, but shook his head helplessly, took the medal away, put it back in his pocket, and said:

"I originally planned to give him to Captain America, but who knows, he already has one. Later, I planned to give it to Natasha, but the female agent said that she prefers military medals, and I I took it to Nick Fury, and after Nick took it back and admired it for a few days, he gave it back to me.”

"It seems that this thing can't be sent out, maybe I have to find a special safe to store it in, but fortunately, the quality of this country's medals is very good, and it shouldn't rust .”

Magneto's fingertips that were still on the table trembled. He stretched his fingers forward a little, but retracted them again. Then, he retracted his entire arm and looked at Schiller with his arms folded. Said: "You have nothing else to do, please go back."

After speaking, he first turned his head away, then controlled the chair to turn to the side, and stopped looking at Schiller, as if trying to hide his eyes and expression.

"It's my first day here, don't you plan to introduce me to the basic situation here? Can I call you that, Eric?"

"No." Magneto took a book from the nearby bookshelf and began to read it, pretending that Schiller did not exist.

At this time, Schiller stretched out his hand, and with his fingers, gently moved a book on the edge of Magneto's desk one centimeter to the side.

In an instant, Magneto turned his head to look at the book, Schiller immediately turned it back to its original position with his hand, and said: "I accidentally touched it, sorry."

Then, when he was restoring the book to its original position, he knocked a few books on top of it.

"Eric, I think. I can call you that." Schiller stood at the desk and nodded, "After all, we should be the same age, or maybe, I am older than you and Professor X Bigger.

Magneto's eyebrows furrowed deeply, and at this moment, Schiller stretched out his hand and flattened those crooked books again, Magneto's glabellar muscles relaxed again, and he could not Without saying anything, he turned his head and went back to continue reading.

"Well, it looks like you should be tired, but yes, you must have consumed a lot of energy for making such a big commotion near the sun, thank you for the wonderful welcome ceremony, next, I will go and see the children I am going to teach..."

After finishing speaking, Schiller turned around and was about to leave, but at this time, Magneto frowned, coughed twice, and took the initiative to ask, "Didn't Charles say anything?"

Schiller stopped in his tracks, then he stood on the spot and began to look left and right as if he was looking for something. Magneto couldn't understand his movements, so he asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Look for a chair. It seems that you don't like sitting on the sofa. In fact, I don't like it either. It's too soft, but I'm a little tired and want to sit down and talk." Schiller began to look outside the door , and then said: "How about I go to the office next door to move it?"

Magneto closed his eyes slightly, and stroked the side of his nose with his fingers.

With a "bang", a chair knocked open the office door and flew to the desk.

Schiller sat on the chair, put one hand on the table, relaxed his fingers, opened his palm upwards, and then said: "The professor did tell me something, but I think it's too trivial , I didn’t intend to tell you.”

"What did he say? Tell me," said Magneto.

"He told you to coax Lorna, stop arguing with her, and call Wanda and Pietro if you have nothing to do. They haven't been back to Xavier School for Gifted Boys recently, and they don't know where they live. , is there any danger..."

"In addition, he hopes that you can care about the lives of the children who are studying and working here. After all, they are young and far away from home, so they will inevitably feel missing their parents..."

"Also, he hopes that you can drink less coffee and replace coffee with a small amount of tea. No matter how important it is, it's not worth it to you..."

"Stop, stop talking." Magneto closed the book with a "snap", turned the chair back, looked at Schiller and said, "You don't need to tell me these trivial things..."

However, to his surprise, Schiller didn't say "you asked me to say it", but showed a helpless smile, shook his head and said, "I think your mentality is better than his. You are much younger, and when you are old, you just love to worry, you have to be considerate of him..."

In an instant, the muscles on Magneto's face became very exciting again, halfway through the soothing expression, but as if thinking of something, he felt uncomfortable again, so he frowned again.

"Are you older than us?" Magneto said a question, but he used it in an affirmative tone. Every question he said was like this, as if he didn't need anyone to answer at all.

"Age is not important, what matters is mentality." Schiller shook his head and said, "It's strange that you have the most children, but your mentality is the best among us..."

Magneto tapped the armrest with his fingertips, and in an instant, two water glasses fell on the table, two streams of water appeared out of thin air, and clear water poured into the glasses~IndoMTL.com~ Schiller picked up the glasses and looked at them He took a look and said, "Now is not the time to drink water, is there coffee or tea?"

As soon as Magneto was about to refuse, Schiller suddenly realized and said, "Oh, didn't Charles give you a pot of tea? How about we try it?"

"I have always believed in Charles's taste. If it tastes good, I really have to ask him where he bought such a good tea."

The muscles on Magneto's face began to perform a series of complex activities again, the very beginning. He frowned deeply, as if feeling dissatisfied, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his brows relaxed again, but in the next moment, they became entangled again.

When Magneto leaned over to get the tea leaves, he actually felt a little tired. This kind of tiredness was not physical, but the mental fatigue caused by repeated diametrically opposite mood swings in a short period of time.

He found that in these short minutes, his mood swings were stronger than in the past few decades.

Furthermore, just as soon as Schiller said something that made him feel very dissatisfied, or made an action that made him feel bored, the next second, Schiller's words made him feel subtly satisfied again , or make an offer he can't refuse, leaving him completely unable to express his displeasure.

Looking at the smile on Schiller's face, Magneto, holding the tea pot, paused his fingers slightly, feeling the hesitation in his heart.

Eric Lanshere, also known as Magneto, has experienced world wars, been in concentration camps, chased and killed Nazis, and fought against the government in his life. He has never been afraid of anyone.

But when the tea leaves swirled and fell into the water, Magneto suddenly felt a little resistance to the upcoming conversation.