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His eyes became softer.
He shook his head slowly, his smile turning into relief.
"No, Tony," he said softly.
"I've returned all the Infinity Stones and haven't broken anything."
He turned his head and took a deep look at Peggy beside him.
After decades of being together, they have already understood each other's minds.
He saw the answer in Peggy's eyes.
She wants to go back.
She wanted to return to the battlefield where she belonged.
And how could he let her face it alone?
Steve slowly stood up. Although his steps were a little unsteady, his back was straight, as if he had turned into the indomitable Captain America again. He walked in front of Henry, his eyes no longer confused and struggling, but determined.
"My shield is left in the past." He looked at Henry, and his voice was steady.
"But as long as this world still needs me, as long as Peggy still needs."
"Well, Steve Rogers is on call."
Steve's resounding promise echoed throughout the room.
Henry raised his eyebrows, then smiled with satisfaction.
Very good, that's exactly what I wanted.
A Captain America who has experienced future growth would be quite useful to their team.
How should I put it, that line "Avengers Assemble" is a classic.
"Very good." Henry stood up from his chair lazily and stretched.
It was as if the guy who was in control of the whole situation just now was just an illusion.
"I just like working with smart people. Mr. Rogers, welcome to Stark's luxury package to save the world. By the way, our company offers very good benefits, including comprehensive insurance and housing funds, as well as weekends off. Of course, this may depend on when the purple sweet potatoes arrive. But don't worry, overtime pay is definitely sufficient."
Tony's eye twitched as he listened.
This bastard, the style of painting changes so quickly!
He was acting like a savior just now, but now he's turned into an unscrupulous boss again?
Five social insurances and one housing fund? Are you recruiting Captain America or a programmer?!
He really wanted to punch Henry in the face.
But for some reason, seeing Steve's helpless expression because of Henry's words, Tony's irritability subsided. At this time, Tony finally looked at the other person carefully.
Steve Rogers, a man who existed only in his father's words and historical documents in his memory.
At this time, he is no longer an unreachable black and white symbol, but a living old man.
He could feel the calm temperament of the other person, and Tony understood that this was something that could only be acquired after going through a lot.
Tony didn't know why, but he felt a little nervous.
This is Captain America.
He is a close friend whom Howard has been talking about all his life.
Should I behave more maturely in front of him?
But unfortunately, Tony strangled this idea as soon as it came out.
What a joke!
Do I, Tony Stark, need to pretend to be mature in front of an old fogy guy?
While he was frozen, I was already picking up girls, driving sports cars, and building weapons!
In terms of life experience, how could he possibly catch up with me?
Yes, that's it.
"Ahem."
Tony cleared his throat and put on his cynical attitude again. He looked at Steve sideways and spoke in a critical tone.
"On call at all times? I have to warn you, old man, the intensity of our work here is very high. Forget weekends off; even being 007 is commonplace for us. Are you sure your body can handle it? Do you want me to give you a full physical exam first? Stark Industries' medical technology is quite good; at least it can ensure that your dentures won't fly off in combat."
Steve glanced at Tony and shook his head helplessly.
He felt like he was seeing Tony from many years ago, who was equally talented and also liked to use sarcasm to hide his inner concerns.
"Thank you for your concern, Tony." Steve's voice was gentle, not caring at all about the offense in Tony's words.
"My health isn't that bad. At least, I can still run a few laps with you y young people."
Peggy sat in a wheelchair and watched the scene quietly, with a smile in her eyes.
She looked from Steve to Tony and then back to Henry.
Howard.
It would be great if you could see this scene today.
Your two sons are even better than you thought.
"Okay, let's talk about the physical examination later." Henry waved his hand, interrupting their conversation.
"We have to get out of here now. I don't want tomorrow's headlines to be 'Stark Brothers Rampage at Nursing Home, Legendary Agent Peggy Carter Mysteriously Missing.'"
He walked to the window and glanced at the nurse downstairs who was peering at the fighter plane.
"Jarvis," he said into the communicator on his wrist.
"Put the plane into stealth mode and wait for us on the roof of Building 4. Also, erase all surveillance footage and records of personnel entering and leaving this nursing home for the past hour. Then, donate money to them in the name of the Stark Charitable Foundation. We have to pay them enough hush money; we're serious businessmen."
"Okay, sir. Your serious request has been processed." Jarvis' voice sounded.
Tony rolled his eyes.
A serious businessman? Why do I feel like you're even more skilled than a gangster?
"So, Aunt Peggy, Mr. Rogers."
Henry turned around and made a gesture of invitation.
"It's time for us to move."
Steve nodded, bent down, and gently lifted Peggy out of the wheelchair.
Decades had already made Peggy's body thin, but in Steve's arms, she felt like she had found a haven. She gently rested her head on his chest, smiling contentedly.
Tony watched this scene with mixed feelings.
He thought of his father.
Howard has spent his entire life searching for Steve, an obsession that even affects his relationship with himself.
How would my father feel if he knew that the best friend he had been looking for all his life had actually been guarding him in another way, in a corner he didn't know about?
Perhaps this is the irony of fate.
The group left the room quietly and, under Jarvis's guidance, came to the roof of the sanatorium.
The invisible Quinjet slowly emerged, its hatch sliding silently open.
The moment Steve walked into the cabin holding Peggy, he looked back at this place with a flash of nostalgia in his eyes.
But soon, nostalgia was replaced by determination.
He knew that from this moment on, his peaceful time was over.
And Captain America's battle will begin in a brand new way.
Inside the fighter plane.
Luxurious sofas, constant temperature air conditioning, and Tony's collection of whiskey.
But at this moment, the atmosphere in the cabin was a little subtle.
Tony sat at the bar, pouring himself one drink after another, glancing across at him from time to time.
Henry crossed his legs and browsed his tablet, which displayed the internal personnel information of S.H.I.E.L.D.
But the glances he gave Tony from time to time revealed his mood of watching the show at the moment.
Across from them, Steve was carefully feeding a piece of cut fruit to Peggy's mouth.
Peggy enjoyed the care happily like a little girl.
"Ahem!"
This warm sunset scene contrasts with Henry and Tony on the other side.
Tony finally couldn't help it, he coughed loudly, trying to attract the other person's attention.
"I say, shouldn't we talk business?"
He felt that if he continued watching, he would be suffocated to death by the cringe.