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Chapter 59: Niece? Uncle?

Looking at the clueless expression on Thor's face, the Ancient One resisted the urge to smash his head and said in a low voice, "The Eye of Agamotto is a sacred artifact sworn to be protected by the Sorcerer Supreme, and the levitation cloak belongs to the next Sorcerer Supreme."

"Is that so?" Thor pretended to consider this for a moment, then his eyes lit up. "Then, magician, if you accept me as an apprentice and make me the next Sorcerer Supreme, could you give me both? Master, you seem to be lacking in apprentices!"

The Ancient One felt that his outsider image was slipping away.

How shameless! Is this really one of Odin's family?

…

Eventually, the Ancient One gave Thor a Sling Ring to open portals and taught him how to use it.

Although Asgard has the Bifrost for teleportation, it has a longer activation time and is better suited for transporting large armies through the air. The Sling Ring, on the other hand, is more versatile in regular battles. In his previous life, Thor had seen Doctor Strange using such methods to coordinate with others against Thanos.

According to the Ancient One's instructions, Thor mastered the use of the Sling Ring in just over an hour. The Ancient One and her group of sorcerers were impressive; this level of proficiency was nearly unheard of in Kamar-Taj in a hundred years. Unfortunately, they were from Asgard.

Thor sighed. No wonder the Ancient One was able to trick and manipulate Doctor Strange; learning in the harsh conditions of Mount Everest in two minutes must have been incredible!

No wonder it's called a historical legend—this magical ability is truly formidable!

He quickly drew a portal and arrived at the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D., specifically Nick Fury's office.

After waiting sixty years for Peggy Carter, he had finally returned, but now he found himself waiting another five years...

Not knowing Peggy Carter's address, he had to seek out a lead.

Since he had just learned to teleport and the office had only recently reopened...

"Who are you? Put your hands up and place your head on the ground!"

A gun was quickly pointed at his head, and a clear female voice rang out. A girl with blonde hair came into view.

Even without his divine powers, Thor's skills would have allowed him to subdue the opponent instantly. However, the girl's somewhat familiar face left him momentarily stunned. He raised his hands in surrender.

When the girl saw Thor clearly, she also looked puzzled. After thinking for a moment, she tentatively asked, "Uncle Blake?"

Thor immediately recognized her identity.

Agent 13, Sharon Carter, Peggy Carter's niece.

The "uncle" address was indeed surprising and made Thor feel inexplicably old.

However, Thor felt somewhat reassured when he thought about the younger kid who had just escaped from terrorists.

Thor lowered his hands, nodded, and said, "Are you Peggy's niece? I often hear her talk about you."

The gun that had been lowered was quickly raised again. "As far as I know, you and my aunt haven't seen each other for sixty-five years. Do you think you look like a sixty-five-year-old?"

Gritting her teeth... It was clear what her mother had said was true—the more attractive a man was, the more deceitful he could be!

How sharp are all agents? Setting up a scenario like this is nearly impossible!

Thor's figure flashed, and he seized the gun, tossing it casually onto the table. "Alright, take me to see your aunt quickly. If we delay too long, don't blame me if she teaches you a lesson."

Sharon Carter, though slightly annoyed, was still in awe of Peggy. Despite her irritation at Thor's sudden appearance, she led him to Peggy.

"By the way, how did you recognize me?" Thor asked, puzzled. He had been gone for decades, and only a few people from his past might recognize his name. Sharon Carter should not have known him.

"My aunt has several old photos of you and often looks at them."

Sharon then seemed to find something amusing and said with a bright smile, "I recently discovered that you still have a name.

Your name is Thor—was that your original name? My aunt still holds a grudge against you for the problems you caused five years ago, so you might want to prepare yourself!"

"Then let the storm be even more intense!"