Laura's Beautiful Journey

"Thor, now that we have the things, it's time for us to leave."

Raccoon Rocket carefully put the ether particles into his pocket. After returning, this thing would have to be processed more quickly before it could be reshaped into a reality stone, but he couldn't wait any longer.

"Wait a minute, I have one more thing I want to make sure of."

Fat Thor nodded and was about to follow, then he raised his right hand as if he remembered something, with complex emotions such as uneasiness, nervousness, and anticipation in his eyes.

"Buzz---dang!"

Thor's hammer crossed the space distance between Asgard and the earth and flew to his hand.

Fat Thor's hand holding Mjolnir was trembling, and the expression in his eyes was filled with joy. He was as happy as a child who got his beloved toy, and he couldn't help but murmur to himself:

"I still have the qualifications, I still have the qualifications, I still have this qualification, hahaha! Wuwuwu"

Thor was crying and laughing like a five-hundred-pound idiot, but Rocket and Laura present had serious faces and did not laugh at his behavior at all.

"In our time and space, there is no powerful person like you on Earth. Thor lost his mother during the invasion of dark elves and broke up with his girlfriend shortly after.

In Ragnarok, first his father died, and then his sister who wanted to seize power killed the three warriors and other close friends as well as a large number of people, and he was even blinded in one eye.

After finally going through all kinds of hardships, he took the remaining people to escape from their collapsed home, but unfortunately they met that damn guy Thanos. If not for our luck, we, the Guardians of the Galaxy. . . He probably didn't even have a chance to take revenge. "

Raccoon Rocket said this thoughtfully, and when he talked about his small group that was missing more than half of its members, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

Laura reached out and touched the furry head of the little raccoon soothingly. Just as she was about to comfort him, Rachel, who had been patrolling the surrounding area, sent back a warning report:

"The British National Security Agency team is approaching the scene and is expected to arrive in about seventy seconds."

The drone responsible for the report used external broadcasting, so both Raccoon Rocket and Thor heard it.

"Time is of the essence, so I won't say much more. Leave it to me to handle. I wish you good luck, and more."

Having said this, Laura squatted down and approached the little raccoon’s ear and whispered:

"I collected a lot of information about Thanos and his dark cult after the Battle of New York. You should pay close attention to Nebula after you go back. She is different from Gamora. She has essentially been transformed into a mechanical creation by Thanos. Storage Memories can be read."

After hearing these words, Rocket nodded thoughtfully, and then stood next to Thor.

"Thank you, Lara Croft."

After saying these words, the two started their red and white shuttle suits together and teleported back to their original world.

Laura, who was watching them leave, also heard the roar of car engines from far away. So she waved her hand and threw a ball of golden flame towards Malekith's withered and shrunken body, and used the energy in her body to fly away from this place before the person appeared.

"Sir, we heard a sonic boom when we rushed into the scene. Lara Croft must have left. It seems that she doesn't want to deal with us.

Also, there was an emaciated corpse whose true appearance could not be seen clearly and was being burned by golden flames. We immediately took emergency fire-fighting measures, but to no avail. "

The communication radio received by the on-site agents was very good, and the "cracking" sound of the flames burning violently as well as the somewhat noisy sounds of people moving around and the spraying of fire extinguishers could be clearly heard.

"Yes, I understand. Your next task is to continue to try to extinguish the flames, and at the same time, use the various instruments you carry to record the energy indicators on site, sort them out and send them to me."

"Got it, boss."

The man sitting in the office hung up the phone. There were no lights on in the spacious retro interior, and the soft sunlight coming in from the window only illuminated his shoulders.

On his right chest, there is a small Holy Trinity coat of arms that shines with golden light under the sunlight.

"The golden flame that can incinerate even super alloys...Tsk, tsk, Lara Croft, I didn't expect your strength to have reached this level. Interesting, so interesting!"

The man's true face was still hidden in the darkness, with only the red light of the cigar flashing and extinguishing.

"Richard's life experience is nothing outstanding, and his strength is mediocre. So where did your mysterious power come from? It seems that these individuals in the sect are becoming more and more careless in their affairs. , actually don’t know any information.”

The mysterious man took off the cigar from his mouth and tapped his fingers on the thick wooden desk. Finally, with a decision in his mind, he slowly stood up with his hands on the edge of the table and said to himself:

"It seems that if we want that plan to be successfully implemented, we old guys have to take action!"

.................

Laura didn't know that she was being targeted by the people behind Holy Trinity. After saying hello to Tony who was staying in Greenwich to deal with the aftermath, Laura took the Pelican to the long-lost Crawford Manor.

The old butler, who was enjoying a leisurely afternoon tea, was very happy to see Laura and personally prepared black tea and various small desserts for her.

"Your craftsmanship is as impressive as ever."

Facing the compliment from his young lady, the old housekeeper narrowed his eyes as he smiled. He is actually much older than Laura's father, Richard, and has been close friends with her grandfather for many years. It can be said that he has watched both Richard and Laura grow up.

The old housekeeper has always regarded Richard's suicide as his responsibility for poor care, and has been filled with guilt over the years.

When Laura was about to graduate from college, she suddenly showed a special interest in the archaeological documents left by Richard. This troubled him for a while. The old housekeeper didn't want to see her follow Richard's old path.

"Phew~ It's comfortable, it's so pleasant~"

Laura quickly and elegantly finished off the various snacks and then spread them out on the lounge chair in the courtyard. She stretched out and closed her eyes, enjoying the afternoon sunshine with a contented look on her face.

The long battle finally came to an end, and Katie's injuries were recovering smoothly. Laura, relieved, soon fell into a high-quality sleep for the first time in a long time.

When the old housekeeper, who was holding a teapot and freshly baked snacks, saw this scene, he was afraid of disturbing her, so he tiptoed back and left quietly.

He remembered that it was such a leisurely afternoon three years ago. Laura was lying on a chair to rest like this. After waking up, she no longer dwelled on the past. The old housekeeper thought this was a good thing.