[Zhongyingmei] Goblin Detective

When I woke up again, the first thing I saw was the ceiling of the hospital.

To say that it is a hospital is actually a little too much. This can be said to be a treatment facility built by the Avengers. His hair is stuck in a soft pillow, and several scratches on his body have been properly treated. Now he is in pain. Pain announces its own existence.

The vibrating gold round shield was placed on the side of his hospital bed, and if the field of vision was shifted to the side, he could see the back figure lying down and resting beside the table.The other party was wearing casual clothes, and it seemed that the mission should have ended long ago. Lindell stretched out his hands and sat up, feeling that it was inconvenient for a human body to do anything: "Steve?"

The person seemed to "wake up" all of a sudden.

Steve turned around and re-examined Lindell's wound up and down. In fact, the doctors here have already given a judgment at the beginning. As a veteran who has been on the battlefield, he certainly knows that burns of this degree are not considered serious. What, but even so, the most tempered person in AFC still had a tense face and insisted on not taking the initiative to say a word to him.

"...Are you angry?"

Lindell asked cautiously: "I can't judge emotions now, if you don't tell me..."

"—I'm angry."

Steve looked at him. "You shouldn't have been involved in that accident at that time."

He may not even be able to beat Banner in arm wrestling now, and there are bruises on his fingers and shoulders, which are marks caused by shooting.This body doesn't even have the experience of holding a gun proficiently, from head to toe there is a sense of improvised haste.

Although he said that he was angry, Steve still poured him a glass of water. The pure water without sugar and milk made Lindell quite disgusted, but he still took it: "But it's work, and Peter also exist."

"That's the hero's job, it's the detective's job, it doesn't require everyone to die for something like this, and you're—"

Steve took a deep breath. "Even that's the police's job and not yours."

Very strange.

Lindell has never been the kind of person who would hide his thoughts: "There are many people with my physical fitness on the battlefield, and compared to most humans, at least I live longer than them."

And Thor was also stripped of his magic power by Odin and thrown to the earth. Although he felt that there was something wrong with Asgard's family education, it was just that he lost his magic power, and he was not disabled on the spot.

"...but you almost died."

Steve said, emotion was evident in his voice.

Deep blue eyes stared at him, and they were so close that Lindell could even see his own face in the reflection of those blue eyes.

If the angle of the bullet ejection was not so correct, if the opponent's mutant ability activated a few seconds earlier, if there was less luck in their chase, if Peter did not arrive in time.People are dying all the time in this world, a statistically significant number, even if you only count the number of accidental deaths.Death is fair to everyone, even if they are the best in the general category.

Their job was originally related to life and death at all times, but Lindell, as a goblin, was safer—but if he met a powerful mage, he would also bear the same risk.

"It doesn't make sense."

Lindell blinked, and said slowly: "If I wasn't there, the store manager might die too. Are you going to discuss the value of life itself at this time?"

The value of a death row prisoner is lower than that of a scientist, and the value of a hero is higher than that of ordinary people. This kind of discussion itself has no answer. If you really want to screen it, even Steve himself can only say that the most important thing is to save people. The driving force is "desperate for no reason".

They fell silent together, and Steve paused, and offered him chocolates from his pocket, saying that a little sugar would make the pain a little better, though only to an extent that was better than nothing.Lindell stuffed sweets into his mouth without hesitation, belatedly thinking that maybe he himself would also be at risk of tooth decay now, but fortunately, the time to maintain the human form may not be long enough for the bacteria to colonize the gums earth.

"You are right, Lindell, but I still stick to my previous point of view."

Steve said, reaching out to touch the gauze-covered abrasion on the forehead of the other party, there is a dull pain there, and the wound will grow and it will seem a little itchy. In short, it doesn't feel comfortable: "Probably because I also have selfish moments. Bar."

Humans and fairies are different, even though they are already closer than everyone else, this "difference" still exists, of course, such small details will not affect getting along - Steve said softly: "You It doesn't matter if it's interpreted as a double standard, or if you're not mentally strong enough."

Lindell put on an expression of "what are you kidding" in an instant.

In terms of the stability of the soul alone, there are really few human beings in this world who can compete with Steve Rogers. You must know that not everyone has the ability to face Lungomigniad directly, and even the name is not enough. It has become a symbol of all beautiful words such as "never give up, perseverance and courage".

For such a person, he is not strong enough. In Lindell's view, it is like saying that most human beings are like the residue left after chewing sugar cane.

"Although I know it's not fair to you, I still feel that I don't want to see you face the threat of death compared to being in danger."

Steve said.

"Obviously putting the same thing on myself, I will definitely do it without hesitation, but when I think that the person standing there was you, I can't help but get angry."

"There is absolutely no mistake in saving lives, and there is no problem in judging the timing of intervention in theory. Even without superpowers and a body not made of magic, a well-trained agent like Clint will become a very good agent." Heroes...I know all of this."

He said softly: "But I know it, I know it very well, when I realize that you were doing these things at that time, I still feel surprised and angry."

The man in front of him was not afraid of death, and Lindell knew it from the beginning.He even accepted the fact of "Steve Rogers' death" many years ago, and lived in this world with the not-so-rich life experience taught by the other party.In addition, one thing that Lindell is more aware of is that no matter how many times the tour goes back and forth, no matter how many times the time node of that moment is repeated, this person will definitely go to the same ending without hesitation.

To die for the sake of the world seems to be the best way for a hero to die.Just like Achilles died on the battlefield, like Dugan who chose to burn himself continuously in his long life, almost all of them held similar ideas and touched the upper limit of the human soul.

"But I selfishly don't want you to do the same."

The man said, "I hope you will always be the one who survives."

As a human being, Lindell does not have the ability to distinguish the authenticity of words, but he still admits that this sentence should be true.

Because Steve Rogers almost never lied.

This kind of emotion is heavy and weighty, but Steve rarely uses words to describe his thoughts in detail. In the world of fairies, any emotion has its own taste and value, which is beyond the reach of human senses. The amount of information, but now, they can only rely more on communication at the verbal level.

Of course, it can be more than just words - Lindell smiled with his eyes bent, and then they exchanged a kiss.

"If that's what you want."

Lindell declared: "If this is your wish, then I will regard it as binding on the oath."

This is one of the most solemn promises made by a creature like a goblin.

But soon, Lindell regretted it.I don't know if it's because of changing to a human body, but the regret is faster than when I was a fairy.

"All in all, you can't eat seven or eight ice creams in one meal like before."

Steve doesn't tire of it: "Heavy intake of cold food can lead to headaches...like what you're doing now."

And you need to get up early and exercise with him, maintain a healthy diet, sleep a steady eight hours, and all the healthy lifestyles that Tony Stark sneered at.

Lindell looked sluggish: "It's only been a week, and Loki said that this spell is nothing."

The god brothers almost raped each other because of this, Mr. Odinson followed his brother back to Asgard cursing, and could hear the sarcastic tone chattering before leaving, while Steve was completely Changed appearance and began to use human standards to "advise" Lindell to stay healthy.

Goblin agent Lindell can eat more than thirty macarons in one meal, but now so many sweets will only destroy his sense of taste and numb his mouth.The headache caused by eating too much ice cream made him search for ibuprofen everywhere, but Mr. Rogers, an elderly human being a circle bigger than him, pressed him on the sofa and rubbed his temples in circles.

"Actually, I've always wanted to say that your living habits are really not so 'human'."

Bucky spread his hands: "The headache is still mild, you will still have a stomachache later if you are so careful."

"Oh."

The guy who was held down sat on the sofa with a sleepy attitude, "Human beings are really troublesome."

"Hahaha, when I was ten years old, I was looking forward to when you will have today!"

Tony sat on the other side of the sofa, holding a cheeseburger in his hand, looking overjoyed: "From the time when you can eat ten yuan for snacks, I can only eat one piece."

"Tony, I always feel that you also need to regulate your diet and sleep. At least you should eat more vegetables and less alcohol and drugs."

Steve turned his head, and in Lindell's eyes it was like a Gatling temporarily diverting its gunfire.

The most famous businessman in New York City clicked his tongue and left the table with a disgusted expression.Don't try to reason with Steve Rogers, because you will always lose. Lindell has a deep understanding of this since he listened to the battle plan four times, and now he still has a headache and can only lie down halfway. Get a not-so-comfortable head massage on someone else.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

Steve asked.

"Let's stew something, I don't want to eat sweets anymore."

Lindell felt that his mouth was full of numb sweetness, even a bit bitter.The human sense of taste is a delicate, homeostatic instrument, as are the senses of smell and sight, and he has felt it to the fullest.

Steve didn't hold back his smile: "What did you want to do when you went out that day?"

"Enjoy the quiet park, feed the pigeons and so on, and the surrounding plants can't hold back their confidant** every time I go."

"It's noisy," Lindell said.

"Then go tomorrow."

Steve said, "I took time off, too."

"Eh? Is it okay at work?"

"It's okay, Natasha and the others will work hard. And I still have my annual leave."

"When will it be please?"

"After you turn back into a fairy."

The answer is not surprising: "Otherwise it is really worrying."

"Look? A paragon of over-indulgence, we're going to be working overtime for it."

Natasha curled her lips, and Clint followed closely and shrugged, saying that she would be full just by looking at it, and tonight's dinner seemed to be lighter.

The headache caused by the ice cream came and went quickly. Lindell shook his head. The body temperature of the humans around him made him feel drowsy. A hand lightly covered his eyelids, covering a small piece of light.

"Go to sleep."

The man's voice was very soft, and the resonance of the voice caused a slight vibration in the chest: "I'll talk about the rest when I wake up."

"See you later, Steve."

Lindell announced, closing his eyes obediently.The detachment of consciousness is considered a short absence for him, and he is more used to saying goodbye than good night before going to sleep.The goblin's soul and magic are mixed together, the body is a container for the soul, and humans dream when they sleep, which sounds like a wonderful excursion.

——Even if such an inference would be scoffed at by Tony, saying that it was just a worthless temporary activity of the brain during hibernation.

"see you later."

...He got a firm response.

The author has something to say: Feedback after Lindell:

Although being human feels new, I'm still more used to it now.

but.It's a wonderful feeling when you meet someone you like and your heart beats faster.

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