"What is that prince doing?" As soon as Luke left, Nick immediately dialed Agent Phil Coulson's communicator.
"Thor? He's shopping with Miss Foster and Miss Louise." Phil looked at Thor Odinson, who was covered with bags and had an expressionless face but could not hide his embarrassment, and said with some sympathy.
"Really? If the prince has adapted to life here, then Agent Coulson, you can come back. The situation is a bit tense and we are in urgent need of manpower." Nick said.
"Okay, but how should I tell Thor?" Agent Phil looked at Thor again who was looking at him for help, pointed his finger at his mobile phone that he was talking on, gestured to him, and slowly walked behind them.
"Just tell me the truth." Nick keenly heard something in Phil's tone. After telling Phil about the Hand's intelligence and the ninja's abilities, he hung up. He knew that with Phil's sensitivity and understanding of his superiors' language and behavior, he would know what to do next.
Even if he failed, it didn't matter; he could still do it himself. Well, by then, Agent Phil might be on a long business trip. Nick was confident he could find him a "good place."
"Oh my god, why are you women in the atrium so keen on shopping?" Thor, carrying a large number of bags, sat down on a bench outside a clothing store. Seeing Agent Phil hanging up the phone and walking towards him, he complained with a bitter face. If he had this much time, he might as well pick up his hammer and fight a frost giant or some behemoth!
"You know, it's the nature of all women. They just like beautiful clothes and things like that." Phil shrugged.
Thor leaned back dejectedly upon hearing this. He was dressed in his typical Midgard outfit: a sweatshirt and jeans. Jane had even taken him to a hairdresser, sprucing up his always wild and unruly hair. Jane and her friend Daisy Lewis had practically spruced up Thor's appearance, happily dressing him up like a doll, much to Thor's anguish. For the first time, he felt that the women of Midgard were among the most terrifying creatures in the universe.
"Okay, cheer up. After all, Miss Jane has been in such high spirits lately, so happy every day, isn't she?" Phil consoled Thor, watching the two women trying on clothes through the glass. As someone with a girlfriend, he understood Thor's feelings. After all, when he had the time, he would accompany his girlfriend to those concerts.
Thor looked at his girlfriend who was smiling in the store and nodded involuntarily.
"I have received a new task and have to leave for a while. There will be new people to replace me and help you deal with some matters in the atrium." Phil said again.
"You're leaving?" Thor's eyes widened. Agent Phil had been helping him with a lot of things these days, and they were already quite familiar with each other. After fighting side by side in the past, he could almost say she was one of his friends in the atrium. He didn't want to be alone with the two women in the store who had recently fallen in love with shopping.
"Also, my boss asked me to inform you that a group of Hand ninjas have been wreaking havoc in this city recently. Our SHIELD agents are trying to stop them, and there have been heavy casualties. It's gradually becoming unsafe here, and the boss wants to arrange for you to take shelter in other cities," Phil added.
"There was a fight?" Thor's eyes lit up instantly. "How strong were they? Um, I mean those ninjas?"
"It's very strange. Their organization believes in a certain demon god in the universe and can use some of his power. This makes their combat capabilities very strong." Phil spoke frankly, picking out the key points of the information his superiors had given him. He emphasized the strength of the other party.
"It seems you need the help of a powerful warrior." Thor looked at Phil with bright eyes.
"No, you can't. What the commander means is that if something unexpected happens in the atrium, it might cause trouble here." Phil declined.
"No trouble, Phil!" Thor threw away the bag hanging on his arm, stood up and grabbed Phil's arms on both sides with both hands, like grabbing a chicken: "I don't think those ninjas can hurt me. This is originally your own business in the courtyard and should be handled by you. But you are my friend, and my girlfriend is here. I feel I need to solve some troubles. Those ninjas, according to you, they are not good people, are they?"
Thor longed to fight. But the people in the atrium were too weak, at least from what he saw. Without being sealed, he was afraid he'd accidentally kill one with a single punch. The ninja Phil had mentioned had just scratched his itch.
A certain demon in the universe coveted the Atrium, and some people in the Atrium defected to that demon.
Then as the prince of Asgard, one of the nine realms, I have reason to get involved, right?
He had never imagined that his mind and tongue would ever be so sharp and eloquent, like his younger brother, Loki, eloquent and eloquent. That's right! He often argued with his younger brother, always losing and being teased by him. Now, he had a glimpse of his younger brother's happiness.
Although his thinking has changed and he is not as addicted to fighting as before, the habits accumulated over thousands of years cannot be changed so easily. He feels that his hands are getting more and more itchy these days.
"I need to ask the commander." Phil hesitated. Then he felt a pain in his shoulder. Thor's hand holding his shoulder increased a little bit.
"No, we can just go over there and talk." Thor released his hand, returned to the bench, reached into a pocket and pulled out his hammer. He said impatiently, "Let's go. I can help you deal with those ninjas! And by the way, warn the demon behind them to stay away from the courtyard."
"Where are Miss Foster and the others?" Phil turned around with Thor holding his shoulders. He struggled for a while but failed to break free. He couldn't help but look back at the two women in the store.
"Yes, I almost forgot. Can you arrange for them to go to a safe place? Or leave this city?" Thor's mind was now full of the battle. He stopped and looked at Phil hesitantly: "After the battle, will you send me to find her?"
Looking at Thor's innocent face, Phil, understanding the hidden meaning of his superior's words, couldn't help but feel a surge of guilt. After he unhesitatingly directed his guilt at his superior, his inner guilt and remorse suddenly eased. He actually quite liked Thor's character. Having witnessed Thor's combat prowess after being unleashed, he didn't believe those so-called ninjas could harm Thor or cause him much trouble. His guilt and remorse stemmed from the fact that he and his superior had conspired against them.
Although the other party might be happy to follow him away even if they knew it, after all, Phil speculated that Thor would be more willing to fight with others with a hammer than to go shopping with his girlfriend and her best friends.