The aircraft slowly landed in the palace. Eric held the little leopard in his left hand and Ulysses in his right hand, and followed the bald woman to get off the aircraft.
But after getting off the aircraft, Eric couldn't find her.
He then saw two rows of bald women running out quickly, the same bald head, the same red battle uniform, the same vibranium spear, the same round eyes... Well, this is the royal guard of Wakanda.
The woman leading the way stopped in the line, and Eric could no longer tell who was who.
"These women aren't cloned, are they?" Eric looked left and right, muttering in a low voice, causing several women who were close to glaring at him.
"Welcome, guests from afar!" A deep voice came, and King Tchaka walked slowly with the queen's arms. The queen's belly was bulging high, and her face was shining with the brilliance of motherhood. The one should be Black Panther's younger sister, Shuri, a super genius whose IQ is no less than Tony Stark's.
Beside the king and queen, there were two children, a boy and a girl. The boy turned out to be the little black panther that Eric met when he first came across, and the little girl, Eric also felt familiar, so he couldn't but stare at her.
"Cough cough!" The queen frowned and coughed twice, obviously dissatisfied with Eric's lack of manners.
"Oh, sorry, I suddenly thought of something and lost my mind." Eric retracted his eyes and threw Ulysses to his feet, "Your Majesty the King, Viscount Eric Lehnsherr caught the Sinner of Wakanda by accident in the United States. so I dedicate him to His Majesty the King."
"Ulysses Klaw, who stole important military supplies from Wakanda, slaughtered the people of Wakanda, and caused extremely serious damage to Wakanda. Thank you very much for sending him all the way!" Tchaka The king crossed his hands, lowered his head, and performed a Wakanda etiquette to Eric, and the queen and two children next to him also followed suit.
"You're welcome, it's an honor to be able to help Wakanda with some trivial things!" Eric bowed in return.
"Viscount Eric Lehnsherr, the banquet is ready, come with me!" King Tchaka brought Eric into the palace, and Eric exclaimed from time to time, what a magnificent building with a strong historical atmosphere, The technology is very developed, in short, it is decorated all the way, so that the king and queen can brag more.
Several guests and hosts were seated, and Eric finally saw the leaders of several other tribes.
The leader of the merchant tribe was a woman in her thirties or forties, with triangular eyes, huge earrings on both ears, and a colorful rag covering her head.
The leader of the frontier tribe is an old black man, leaning on a cane in his hand, with dense tattoos on his face, and it is almost impossible to see the color of his original skin. It is said that their custom is that the more tattoos, the higher the status. Behind him stood a young man with a lot of tattoos on his face.
The leader of the mining tribe was a little fat old lady. Her hair was braided in dozens of small dirty braids, and there were many ornaments hanging from the ends of her hair.
The leader of the River Tribe is the most bizarre, a thin man with three large cyan plates on his lower lip and earlobe. As long as he opens his mouth, the saliva will flow straight out. Eric just glanced at it and got goosebumps all over his body. too disgusting!
King Tchaka introduced Eric one by one, and Eric nodded one by one. Although he appeared humble on the surface, he had no idea where his mind was going. What did these guys in fancy clothes have to do with him?
"This is Miss Ororo Munroe, my son's fiancee, the future queen of Wakanda!" When the little girl was introduced, Eric's attention was immediately drawn to the past.
"It turned out to be Storm, what did I say so familiar! Hehe, the loli version of Storm, looking at that chubby little face, I really want to pinch it, and I don't know how she will grow into that queen in the future, no, I'll have to figure out a way to take a photo and keep it as an emoji."
Storm is actually not a pure mutant. The Munroe family she belongs to is an existence similar to a witch family in Kenya. Their family has been inherited for thousands of years, their magic power is enduring, and the X gene also continues.
Each generation of them is both a magician and a mutant. Each generation can control the weather. The only difference is the level of achievement.
In her generation, the combination of magic and power in her bloodline made her achievement even higher. When Storm reached her peak, she was even able to control the solar storm and destroying the earth was just a matter of waving her hand.
As for getting engaged at the age of 10, Eric is even more out of control. In Africa, it is a common phenomenon to give birth to a baby in the teenage years. People have no guesses now. Very civilized performance.
"Mr. Eric!" King Tchaka brought Eric's attention back to reality, "I am very curious, how did you know about Wakanda? How did you find Ulysses Klaw and my nephew N'Jadaka?"
King Tchaka looked at the little leopard with very complicated eyes. After all, he was the one who killed his father, but this child is his own nephew.
"Your Majesty, first of all, I'm a good person!" Eric stood up with a kind smile on his face, "I met N'Jadaka by accident. It was a snowy night. After volunteering at the orphanage, I was riding a bicycle on my way home when I suddenly saw a small figure curled up in the corner."
Eric's eloquent voice made everyone's eyes focus on him. Little Storm's eyes were full of curiosity. She and her fiancé, Little Black Panther, stared at Eric closely, as if listening to a story.
Eric is indeed telling a story, and he made it up so much that he also almost believed it...
"He was so small, so helpless, wearing very thin clothes, covered with snowflakes, he kept shaking, trying to squeeze his small body into the corner, as if he wanted to rely on the cold wall to provide A little bit of warmth."
"Oh, my God..." The queen was pregnant with her child and was officially the most sensitive period for her child's feelings. When she heard this, her tears suddenly fell, and she covered her mouth with her hands, trying hard not to let herself cry.
When Eric saw that the heat was almost over, he continued to write: "I was in a hurry, I took off my jacket and put it on him, and took him to the nearest fast food restaurant to warm him up and fill his stomach by the way. God, you didn't see how hungry he was! He ate eleven of such a big hamburger!"
Eric made an exaggerated gesture of a hamburger that was bigger than a washbasin, causing the queen to burst into tears again, next to the king's hand, pinching the king's thigh, and looking at her husband, as if he was talking : Look what evil you have done!
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