Chapter 75 Frangrance

Chapter 75 Frangrance

Was it because Tony wanted to prove something by giving him a random nickname, or was it just because he was bored? After all, it does take a considerable amount of time to travel from New York to Washington by car.

Actually, it takes up most of the time.

Leon was on the verge of falling asleep. What was the purpose of his presence here? Perhaps it would be more enjoyable to fly there with a 'boom' tomorrow.

And you also can't stay in the water indefinitely, can you?

With a sigh, Leon reluctantly opened the door to the mirror world, changing into a casual wear and suddenly found arrived in the back seat of the car.

"Ah?"

Happy was startled by Leon's sudden appearance and let out a scream that could rival any woman in terms of decibel levels.

Even Tony was terrified because Happy almost drove the car into a ditch.

It was Leon who used psychokinesis to lift all the car's wheels, preventing a potentially deadly accident.

"Why are you here?" Tony asked Leon speechlessly while patting his chest to calm his racing heart.

He had already grown accustomed to Leon's unconventional methods.

However, Happy continued to stare at Leon with a terrified expression, even as the car remained suspended in the air.

Leon impatiently reached out and pushed Happy's head away, keeping him at a distance, and muttered, "It's the middle of the night; don't try to scare me. It's not Halloween."

Happy almost spat blood.

Who's scaring whom here?

And what does this mean? Does Leon think he looks so terrifying that he's pretending to be a Halloween monster? Is he suggesting he could play ghost without makeup?

"You'd better put the car down first," Tony said from the co-pilot's seat, turning to Leon in the back, and reassured Happy: "Happy, Leon is actually a sorcerer. I haven't had the chance to tell you, but you must keep it a secret."

Given that Leon successfully studied at Kamar-Taj, it's not inaccurate to call him a sorcerer.

What if he doesn't? Are you suggesting he's an alien?

Tony knew how to distinguish reality from fantasy.

In truth, Leon wanted to say that he could call himself Superman, but he also knew that he was more like a doomsday.

Happy gave Tony a strange look. "Sorcerer? Are you joking? Like Harry Potter?"

He couldn't help but wonder if Tony had lost his mind. Magic didn't exist in the real world; it was all tricks and deception.

Naturally, Tony was irritated and said to Leon, "Show him something."

Leon spread out his hands. "I'm not an entertainer."

"But you caused this commotion, and Happy isn't an outsider. It's fine," Tony still trusted Happy, who was one of the few people Tony would let handle things for him.

"*Sigh* Okay," Leon admitted his mistake. While allowing Happy to continue driving after lowering the car to the ground again, he raised his hand toward the front of the car and began to draw a circle.

Soon, a golden circle appeared, and Leon instructed Happy to drive through it.

Happy exclaimed and complied.

They still had a long way to go, but after passing through the golden circle, they suddenly found themselves on Washington Street in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this spectacle, Happy couldn't help but be convinced, and his attitude toward Leon underwent a sudden transformation.

In reality, Happy had been somewhat resentful before. Why did Leon take away his job as a part-time bodyguard when he arrived?

So, in other words, he works part-time as a bodyguard. Is driving a full-time job, or is that part-time while the primary job is bodyguarding?

Now he's completely convinced.

In fact, Tony also wore a surprised expression. Even he was taken aback by Leon's abilities. Can he really perform such feats?

It went beyond Tony's imagination.

"Wouldn't it be profitable to start a transportation company?" Tony mused.

Leon chuckled; that was certainly an option. With a worldwide network of Warehouses, he could open portals one after another, even evading the tariffs of various countries. Imagine becoming the world's largest smuggling company?

But what about him?

Wouldn't it be enticing to open a portal to outer space and bring back an extraterrestrial meteorite filled with gold components?

For Leon, money was merely a means to live comfortably, not the ultimate goal.

With enough money to sustain him, there was no need to strive for it.

Alternatively, there was a more lucrative trade: Vibranium. No need to steal from Wakanda, as Vibranium was said to come from extraterrestrial meteorites.

In other words, Vibranium wasn't a terrestrial product but brought to Earth by meteorites.

Why not seek out the source of Vibranium?

The value of Vibranium far surpassed that of gold. Captain America's shield alone was valued at over 200 million during World War II, enough to influence a country's finances significantly.

Leon smiled and remained silent.

Tony awkwardly changed the subject, muttering, "If I had known you had this handy magic, I wouldn't have set out overnight."

Tony's hearing typically didn't begin until at least nine in the morning, so he had driven overnight.

But it was still early; it was only around eleven o'clock at night.

Would they have to wait for nearly ten hours?

"That's not necessary. Let's find a place for a drink. After all, why do you think I came out to find you?" Leon replied, instructing Happy to find a nearby bar.

Tony asked curiously, "Didn't you mention finding a place to stay? Don't you have things to attend to?"

Leon shrugged and snapped his fingers, accomplishing nearly everything with his abilities. Even his attire, including the clothes he was wearing, had changed. He sported a white suit with leather shoes, only his tie was black. It was the middle of the night, after all, not a formal gathering.

Tony was no different, clad in a suit with leather shoes and a pair of glasses in his pocket. But in the dead of night, how much could he enjoy wearing glasses?

Happy, the driver, glanced at the two of them and didn't know what to make of it.

Following Leon's guidance, Happy located a nearby bar that appeared reasonably-sized.

They certainly wouldn't just enter any bar they stumbled upon. Tony was discerning, and not just any place would do if he wanted to encounter attractive women.

As they exited the car, Tony put on his glasses, and Leon produced a folding fan out of thin air, opening it and gently fanning himself.

Tony sniffed and quipped with a smile, "Is that a women's fragrance?"

"Absolutely," Leon said with pride. "It's my sensei's scent."

Tony looked at him skeptically. Your Sensei? How old is this "sensei" of yours?

Leon pondered it. The Ancient One should be several hundred years old, right? A few thousand might be an exaggeration, but at least several centuries old.

However, due to his now dark dimension connection with the Ancient One, Her physical age had reverted to around early twenties, hadn't it?

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