My name is Natasha Romanoff.
I am a...
Agent!
A professional Agent!
In my career, failure is Death to me.
So I have lived until now, never failing.
The full name of the organization I serve is the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division, abbreviated as S.H.I.E.L.D..
Because the full name is too long, we prefer to call it S.H.I.E.L.D..
This is a special unit that handles various strange events.
The things we are responsible for are major events that threaten human safety!
But today, I felt so tricky for the first time.
The reason is a person I need to evaluate. He is dying from palladium poisoning and has started to let himself go.
A dignified billionaire, he went to participate in a car race.
As his assistant, I didn't expect this move from him.
Even so, the bad thing is that during the race, someone attacked him.
This almost caused this future consultant and financial backer of S.H.I.E.L.D. to die regretting it.
My boss asked me to investigate the reason behind it.
Coincidentally, the attacker was Russian.
And that day at the Monaco party, there happened to be someone with Russian influence.
Watson Wick, a successful businessman and a dangerous person listed in global official organizations.
And he disappeared from S.H.I.E.L.D.'s surveillance.
S.H.I.E.L.D. then focused on his son, someone whose information in the database is basically zero.
For some reason, I don't want anyone else to participate in investigating this matter.
To get close to him, I deliberately walked alone at night and was targeted by a local pimp organization.
Then I took the opportunity to escape, running two blocks to Privet Drive.
I was preparing to approach the target person as a weak woman who would arouse protective instincts.
According to the data, the target person is thirty years old, single, and has Slavic blood.
So, speaking with a Slavic accent would make the target person feel a sense of familiarity.
Against those men, this always works well.
This is a kind of confidence. Although beauty is not my most powerful weapon, it is also the most obvious one.
But!
Now, I, Natasha Romanoff!
S.H.I.E.L.D. Level 7 Agent!
Holding a thousand pounds in my hand, like a prostitute selling door-to-door!
The key point is!
I was shut out!
...
The door was closed again, leaving Natasha in disarray in the wind.
The tightly closed door showed no intention of opening a second time, so she immediately changed her strategy.
Agents are never short of acting skills. Her eyes immediately turned red, and she tightly clutched the thousand pounds in her hand, knocking on the door again and again with strength and persistence.
Her image was like those strong girls who were humiliated by money.
If the door doesn't open, the knocking won't stop.
This trick was indeed very effective.
The door was opened.
The slight hint of smugness in Natasha's eyes was well hidden.
Just as she was about to speak, John, who reappeared, said with a surprised look, "You don't want it? Then give it back to me."
The banknotes in her hand hadn't even gotten warm before John took them back himself.
After taking them, John muttered, "He doesn't even want free money, how strange."
Closing the door again!
A whole bunch of words from Natasha were stuck in her throat.
Just before she could piece together words that would be censored, her strong Agent qualities once again allowed her to maintain her Goddess image.
Taking a deep breath, the tenderness on her face disappeared, replaced by a cold and beautiful look.
Adjusting her soft red hair, if you look closely, her left hand has two fingers pressing on her ear, where there is a hidden earphone.
"I think we need to change our strategy."
"That kid is as slippery as his Father," a rhythmic voice came from the earphone, "Coulson has been working for his Father's company for ten years and hasn't gotten much contact."
"Lay your cards on the table with him, make him be sensible, and hopefully find out if that Russian has anything to do with him, as well as the whereabouts of his Father."
Alright.
This attack has made my direct superior a bit restless.
That playboy, in the Avengers plan, his priority is the highest.
My applying to be Tony Stark's new assistant, besides evaluating whether he fits the Avengers plan, the most important thing is to protect him.
Regarding this, I must say something.
Disclaimer: Tony Stark's high priority absolutely has nothing to do with his Father, who is one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D.!
Natasha could only accept her fate.
She knocked on the door again.
But this time, the door did not open.
Natasha frowned, realizing something was wrong.
She stopped abruptly just as she was about to touch the doorknob.
In the information about this house, there was mention of a strange force repelling outsiders.
Natasha went to the window and looked in.
The curtains were not drawn, and the window was empty inside.
One black and one white owl turned their heads, tilted their heads, and stared at the woman climbing the window.
They seemed to be wondering if this woman was a peeping tom.
That person ran away.
Even a professional Agent like Natasha couldn't help but feel a surge of anger from the bottom of her heart at this moment.
Unfortunately, the two pimps who had left came back again in that yellow Chevrolet.
One of them ran across the lawn, reaching out to grab Natasha's beautiful red hair.
He was as rough with her as he was with the ladies in the red-light district.
Only this time he had provoked the wrong person.
This was no weak lady, she could even be said to be one of the most dangerous women in the world.
The Slavic woman who had been meek and bullied just a short while ago was now looking for a place to vent her anger.
By the time Natasha left, the two pieces of trash were almost disabled pieces of trash.
"Report, target has disappeared."
"Contact with target failed."
...
"13 57th Street, Manhattan."
As a Wizard, it is reasonable to have a Floo Network at home.
That is a Wizard's mode of travel.
Its characteristic is that you can arrive at the fireplace whose name you speak from another fireplace.
Very convenient.
And it has a benefit.
No one can discover you.
Travel thousands of miles without leaving your home.
It is truly an essential item for home travel.
In the warmly decorated house, a blue flame burned in the fireplace where no firewood was placed.
A figure walked out from inside.
This place is located in the bustling Manhattan area of New York.
It is also John's parents' house.
By Magic, he successfully achieved cross-country travel without leaving his home.
In this wealthy area where every inch of land is precious, to have such a large house, he has to thank his Dad's continuous efforts.
As an 'unmotivated' child with a manor in London, John sometimes feels really guilty.
As for the woman who showed off her acting skills in front of him, John could guess her identity.
An Agent.
To be honest, given his family's special circumstances, having an Agent doesn't seem strange.
When he was still in school, at least twenty Agents took turns monitoring his Dad outside their door every day.
The strange thing was that the Agent was coming for him.
John considered himself to be very low-key. Most of his time was spent in the Magic World, and he rarely appeared in front of Muggles.
It's just that he doesn't know if it's a coincidence or something, but as soon as he came back, he encountered this scene.
It is undeniable that the other party is indeed very beautiful, but unfortunately, John is not the kind of person who would be tempted by beauty.
Walking into this house in New York, John looked around.
"No one?"
John came here and did not see his parents.
This made him feel strange. Although his parents had jobs, they shouldn't be away from home at this time.
And his sister.
They were not here.
John was thinking.
He looked up, there was movement.
And the movement was not small.
a golden ring with sparks appeared out of thin air.
At the other end of the ring appeared a... bald man wearing a yellow robe?
"Hello, Wizard King." The newcomer greeted John.
That casual tone gave off a sense of unhurried confidence.
John saw the newcomer.
In that magnificent world.
Among the impressive characters, this person is definitely included.
Supreme Mage, Ancient One.