Such punishment...

"More power has returned to me."

"Stalker..."

"A hunting that is completely different from that of an angel. I need you to go all out."

Following Mr. Olivier's order.

From the small room on the other side, an identical Mr. Stalker walked out.

Yes.

Mr. Stalker is never just one.

perhaps……

He should not call Mr. Olivier the boss, but more simply the lord.

He is the master who controls everything about their souls and wills.

Stalker!

A past human being transformed by Mr. Olivier's power.

It is a monster that no longer belongs to human beings.

One after another, more than a dozen weirdos came out of the side room, all wearing beige windbreakers and windproof glasses.

More than that...

This number is still increasing.

All the stalkers held down their hats and showed respect to Mr. Olivier.

"boss."

"We will bring you the head of the son of Satan."

"Also for..."

"Revenge for the lives we have killed in the past!"

This is punishment.

This is revenge.

This is the enemy that Mr. Olivier once punished Damon.

Resurrected one after another.

One after another, they transform into stalkers and are sent to the ultimate hunt.

"Go ahead."

"Before I finish this painting, and before Mr. Morlun comes back, I'd better give me some good news."

Mr. Olivier is like a quiet artist.

In his hotel, looking at the beautiful scenery of Manhattan, he painted the oil painting in his hand.

But……

The skull representing punishment is so pale, and the body is stained red by everything from revenge and war.

Such a terrifying hell lord has awakened in this world.

It cannot be called lucky in any way, this is the ultimate misfortune.

"Hehehe."

Accompanied by Mr. Olivier's smile.

The stalkers left the hotel neatly one after another, and the room suddenly became quiet.

However……

Mr. Olivier sent his men away.

But thinking...

"Jake Fanmar!"

"I'm tired of using stalkers. There are new members joining. You..."

"What kind of surprise will it bring me?!"

really.

Even Mr. Stalker, who served the angel's meal, was driven away.

actually……

It's because Mr. Olivier wants to find Jack Vanmar, a guy who can sacrifice everything for power.

It seems to have a more future than the stalker he created himself!

interesting……

…

The stalker continued his work.

Mr. Olivier is creating his oil paintings very happily.

Called The Beast Attacks…

Whatever.

At this time, it was in Matt's apartment.

Fudge, who had already gone on a trip, would never have imagined what kind of guests Matt had taken in.

The most important thing...

But the arrival of the famous senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Natasha...

Because of Matt's invitation, Natasha has already moved in.

How nice…

There is no need to find an extra place to live, just stay in Matt's apartment.

"Fudge?!"

"It's the little fat guy who works with you. Does he know my true identity?!"

"It doesn't matter."

"How about you say I'm your new girlfriend? Wouldn't it be normal for you?"

Natasha is enjoying a relaxing bubble bath in the bathroom.

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By the way...

The biggest excitement in the city right now is Iron Man.

Rather than a series of bad news about parallel worlds.

very good……

New York is very peaceful now, and it doesn't look like anything is going on.

"He has seen you."

"Although I don't know that you are a SHIELD agent, but... um!"

There is no need to say what Matt said next.

Obviously...

Fudge was obviously aware of his past friendship with Natasha.

"All right."

"I don't know how long I'm going to stay here, so you'd better think of a reason first."

"I don't want to take your work partner away."

Natasha's mood is very stable.

Besides...

It's not the first time for Natasha to work with the fearless men of Hell's Kitchen.

Very reassured.

The only one who needs attention now is Namor, the king of the sea from other worlds.

besides……

A fat guy who was still fast asleep.
To be continued...