Vincent found Scarlet Witch Wanda again.
At this moment, Wanda was wearing casual clothes, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at home, gazing at the beautiful scenery of Central Park.
Quicksilver Pietro had gone to work. Deep Chill had assigned him a mission to familiarize him with the organization. More importantly, Gotze of Deep Chill had found traces of The Hand. Gotze needed manpower to investigate them, a mission assigned by the Boss.
Gotze dared not slack off. Nor did Deep Chill.
Established half a year ago, Deep Chill had completed many missions, but all under orders from Oscorp President Raven via Psylocke. This was the second mission directly from the Boss.
The last time, the Boss took them to England for a mysterious mission. None of the Deep Chill members knew the details, only that the Boss rewarded all participants heavily afterward. If this mission succeeded, they would receive heavy rewards again. That was why Deep Chill was so motivated.
Vincent stood quietly in the living room, looking at the picturesque Wanda.
Her voluptuous, slender body was Vincent's favorite type. Intoxicated in tranquility, Scarlet Witch Wanda radiated a sexy emotion that evoked pity and love.
Actually, reaching this step, Vincent didn't know how to proceed with this girl. He had ulterior motives, wanting Wanda to be his woman, even wanting to be her only love.
But given his understanding of Wanda's mental state, if she suffered emotional trauma and her heart twisted, it wouldn't be good for humanity. After all, if Wanda truly grew into the Scarlet Witch, donned the magic crown, and mastered invincible Chaos Magic, she would absolutely be the power ceiling among humans in the Marvel Universe.
Her special power was enough to make many powerful warriors despair. They wouldn't even know their memories were modified, completely reduced to characters in a virtual reality created by Wanda.
This was Vincent's most intuitive perception of Wanda. Her Chaos Magic combined with her mutant ability formed a peculiar power, even more perverse than the Reality Stone.
But having waited so long, spent so much effort... for Vincent to give up having relations with Wanda would be harder than killing him.
"Her mind and body are still pure. Treating her like other women—manipulating and training her—won't work."
"Her attitude toward love is even above Gwen's."
Lacking love since childhood, the trauma of being an orphan left unhealable scars on her heart. So, Wanda craved love. Similarly, she liked children and believed she should pay any price to care for them.
This was one of the triggers for her future corruption. Children were her everything. In the future, she would pay any price for them, even becoming an enemy of the world, falling completely into darkness.
This was the Scarlet Witch.
Thousands of memories flashed through his mind. Vincent suddenly smiled. Leaving aside whether she would truly become the Scarlet Witch, even if she did, his power could suppress her.
He was the Ice Demon.
Wanda put down her coffee, turned around, and paused slightly. She didn't even know when Vincent appeared behind her.
"Mr. Hall."
"Wanda, call me Vincent, or just Hall. Actually, I don't like people calling me Mr. Hall." Vincent said calmly.
"Vincent, sorry, I was lost in thought. Looking at the scenery outside, enjoying this quiet life... I can't adapt to it for a moment."
Wanda recalled her life. Since her parents died, the siblings hadn't had a peaceful day. Wandering, fleeing, hiding. Finally captured by Hydra, selected for training and experiments.
That was why Wanda and Pietro had little reaction to the destruction of the Hydra castle base; they didn't care much about Hydra.
Until today, she felt like she was dreaming. Disbelieving that good days had arrived. The hatred in her heart faded, returning to tranquility. Her heart hadn't enjoyed peace for a long time.
"There are still many good days ahead. Actually, in a short life, people encounter many choices. Sometimes chosen by oneself, sometimes by others. But what we must do is be ourselves before the choice comes, master ourselves, and choose with our hearts."
Vincent didn't know why he said this. Seemed philosophical?
Wanda understood.
"I looked for Raven; I've heard of her. She was a mutant hero, but now she put down her burdens to follow you. I also found Psylocke, the Deep Chill boss; she told me a lot. I know your relationship with them, and I know your character."
Wanda took the initiative.
Vincent paused slightly but smiled happily. "You are smart, despite lacking trust in the outside world. This relates to your upbringing, but I hope you maintain enough trust in me. After all, I'm not forcing you to accept my suggestions, nor forcing you siblings to do anything. I also always believe there is no free lunch in this world."
Wanda giggled. "Vincent, you are a good person."
"Good person?"
Damn, getting carded already? Vincent was speechless.
"Yes, you are a truly good person, not the demon who commits all evils as rumors say, not a devil crawled from the deepest hell." Wanda explained.
"I'm no good person. Being a bleeding heart isn't easy these days. How can a saint compare to the freedom of a demon?" Vincent shook his head gently.
"Vincent, they are all your women, right?" Wanda stared at Vincent with bright eyes, unable to suppress her curiosity.
"Yes. You know, everyone has flaws. Only those with flaws truly understand human nature. I am a demon, true, but essentially human." Vincent tried to explain, dodging a direct answer.
"I'm just curious how they follow you so devotedly, not even fighting jealously over you!!!" Wanda's gossip fire was burning.
The people she met these two days were superheroes. Their powers were no less than hers. Outside, they were big shots who could stand alone.
"Raven? She turned into other women, trying to find secrets from me. But when she was in trouble, most helpless, she thought of my promise."
"Psylocke was a spy sent by England, but she grew tired of that life, so she stayed by my side. She follows me hoping for my promise, my protection."
"Domino is the same."
"Inez and Sandy were mercenaries. Even the Vatican incident was caused by their insidious plot. When I spared their lives, I let them become maids by my side."
Vincent didn't hide his relationship with these women.
"Wonderful accidents brought them to me. But I know they were actually seeking a harbor, so they chose me. And I give them enough freedom, leaving them no worries, to enjoy the life they crave in the human world."
"See, I said you are a good person. Just a philandering one." Wanda smiled.
"No, actually what I said before wasn't the main factor. Material enjoyment, spiritual happiness... those are secondary. I let them become true women, enjoying earthly bliss."
Vincent radiated male hormones. Wanda's breathing quickened slightly.
"So, everything you do for me is actually the same as for other women?" Wanda asked back.
"I like beauties, especially beauties with superpowers. Only this type of woman can withstand the demands of my powerful body." Vincent said nakedly.
Wanda blushed completely. She didn't know how to continue this chat.
"Ancient One has agreed to let you study magic with her. But I'm telling you in advance, don't be like others who see Ancient One possessing dark, evil power and mistake her for a bad person."
Vincent walked to the sofa and sat down gently.
"Possessing dark, evil power doesn't make one a bad person?"
"No. Ancient One is special. She's just a deadbeat... even her powerful friends call her a scammer. But her heart is sincere—a heart guarding Earth." Vincent shrugged. Slandering the Ancient One? Non-existent!
"Deadbeat? Scammer? She is the Sorcerer Supreme, with powerful magic. Why become a deadbeat and scammer?"
"That's what I want to say. Human lifespans are too short. To break the limit, one needs to borrow power from powerful existences to maintain balance. Ancient One is such a person. In her eyes, power is just an extension of her inner conviction."
"So, Ancient One's age..." Wanda wanted to know more.
"That is a very long time. In those long years, she used magic to communicate with many powerful dimension lords, even demons. Using certain magic, she pried into their life and power, allowing her to borrow their strength."
Vincent explained.
"And her favorite thing is: borrowed power becomes her own. Ancient One won't return this power to the original owners."
Vincent's lips curled up, thinking of something funny.
"Sorcerer Supreme Ancient One, truly wise."
Wanda agreed with the Ancient One's philosophy. This surprised Vincent somewhat.
"But understand one principle: debts unpaid bring creditors knocking. If Ancient One is around, she can handle them. Once she dies, Earth bears the debt." Vincent shook his head.
Wanda stared at Vincent wide-eyed. "So, Earth is still in danger?"
Her horizons had opened. From Hydra's petty fights to a higher-dimensional war. Of course, through Vincent's mouth.
"Yes, you might face Ancient One's creditors in the future." Vincent smiled faintly.
But these were small matters. Even if Dormammu invaded, Vincent wouldn't let him run wild. He didn't mind counter-invading, stealing Dormammu's dimension, driving him out of the Dark Dimension, and killing him.
Killing a Dimension Lord is extremely hard. Vincent himself was a Dimension Lord. His pocket dimension was an ungrown dimension.
"If learning magic requires such twists, I am willing to try." Wanda said firmly.
"Good. Handle things here. In seven days, I'll take you to Kamar-Taj and personally hand you to Ancient One."
Vincent stood up.
Wanda suddenly asked, "Why are you so good to me?"
Vincent walked to her, reaching out to stroke her face. Wanda trembled slightly but didn't dodge.
"Because you grew to meet my aesthetic standards. That is the biggest reason."
Seeing Wanda didn't object, Vincent smiled wickedly. He didn't give her a chance, kissing her deeply.
After a moment of being lost, Wanda actually responded.
At this moment, Vincent knew his chance had come. As for the future, leave it to fate. He had taken advantage now and wouldn't easily miss any chance to possess Wanda's body.
He lifted her horizontally, throwing her onto the bed. Ignoring her reaction, he pressed her down.
...
[Congratulations Host, had relations with Scarlet Witch Wanda. Completed one Fragrance Mission!]
[Golden Blind Box reward upgraded to Black Blind Box.]
The system's voice rang in his ears. Vincent knew this move was right.
Looking at the sleeping Wanda, hearing sounds outside the door.
Next second, Vincent's figure left Wanda's home directly.
Quicksilver was back; staying wouldn't be good.
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