(TL/N: 200 Chapters!!!!)
"Mar-Vell," she replied without hesitation, shaking Carter's hand. She had no reason to hide her na—after all, she hadn't betrayed the Kree yet.
As they shook hands, Mar-Vell instinctively applied a bit of pressure.
"Sounds like a boy's na," Carter remarked with a smile, feeling the strength in Mar-Vell's grip and responding in kind.
Who said only n competed in strength?
Strong-willed won like Carter and Mar-Vell were just as likely to do so.
After a brief test of strength, they quickly realized that neither had the upper hand.
The Kree were naturally stronger than humans, and while Carter was a rare super-soldier, the Kree Empire had been using genetic enhancent for years.
Though not as effective as the Super Soldier Serum, elite warriors like Mar-Vell were not far behind.
Without it, the Kree would not have been able to dominate a brutal galaxy for so long.
"It's a boy's na. My father always wanted a son," Mar-Vell shrugged nonchalantly.
The Kree were a warrior race, and like most species, their males were generally stronger than their females.
So even in the ancient and advanced Kree Empire, sons were still preferred over daughters.
"Hmm, I get it. I've been through sothing similar. But this isn't the best place to talk about it. How about a drink?" Carter offered.
"That sounds great!"
As a future "Kree traitor", Mar-Vell was naturally curious and outgoing, unlike the usual cold, ruthless Kree warriors.
Had it been any other Kree soldier, the streets of the city might have been drenched in blood by now.
But faced with a warrior like Carter—soone she could respect, Mar-Vell had no reason to refuse.
"Cheers!"
About ten minutes later, the two won were sitting in a local bar, clinking their large glasses of tequila together before downing them in one gulp.
If there was one thing New xico had in abundance, it was bars.
However, this particular bar had been cleared of civilians by the CIA before Carter and Mar-Vell arrived. Aside from the bartender, they were the only ones present.
And right now, that bartender was absolutely terrified.
Tequila, a strong liquor with over 40% alcohol content, was usually consud in small shot glasses with salt and li.
But these two won were chugging it out of beer mugs as if it were nothing more than light beer.
At first, the bartender worried that they might die of alcohol poisoning right in his bar.
But he soon realized that the situation was beyond his comprehension.
They had already finished several bottles of tequila, yet neither of them showed any signs of intoxication. No flushed faces, no shortness of breath—nothing.
It was as if they had been drinking water.
Doubting his own sanity, the bartender picked up one of the empty bottles and took a sip of the remaining liquor.
No doubt about it—it was definitely tequila.
Damn... these two aren't even human, are they?
His gaze toward Carter and Mar-Vell beca increasingly strange.
And in a way, he wasn't wrong.
Both of them had bodies that had surpassed normal human limits.
The super-soldier serum and the Kree genetic enhancents both greatly accelerated their tabolism, making it extrely difficult for them to get drunk.
Even Dr. Erskine had once discussed this with Captain Arica.
But Carter and Mar-Vell paid no attention to the bartender's reaction.
Though they had just t and were not even of the sa species, their conversation quickly revealed that they had much in common.
It was one of those rare monts when two people just clicked.
"Mar-Vell, you're not from Earth, are you?"
After a few rounds, Carter casually toyed with a coin in her fingers, finally bringing the conversation to the real issue at hand.
"This coin—does it co from your planet?"
It was the sa coin she had taken from the fruit vendor.
Unlike the vendor, Carter's trained instincts had imdiately sensed that this "coin" was unusual.
It was extrely light yet incredibly strong—not quite Vibranium-level, but definitely tougher than any Earth tal she had ever seen.
"No, this is not our official currency. The Kree Empire abandoned physical money a long ti ago. We have an official credit system. This is a galactic trade currency—we only carry it during field missions for use in primitive civilizations. But since our supply lines are always well stocked, we rarely need to use it. If you wish, I can give you more."
Mar-Vell spoke without concern, casually revealing information about the wider universe.
After all, she had no reason to hide her identity.
She didn't believe this planet's inhabitants could pose any threat to her—not even the powerful woman sitting across from her.
After all, there was more to combat than raw physical strength. Equipnt played an important role.
And in that regard, Mar-Vell had absolute faith in Kree technology.
"Oh? That sounds fascinating. Can you tell more about the universe?"
Carter's heart was pounding, but she kept her expression perfectly composed.
Mar-Vell chuckled. "Sweetheart, I know you work for the governnt of your planet, but let give you so advice—learning too much about the wider universe is not necessarily a good thing for a species that hasn't even reached Type I civilization."
She playfully draped an arm over Carter's shoulder as if they were old friends.
"Still, you don't have to worry too much. Your planet is in the farthest reaches of our Empire's territory. Other civilizations would find it difficult to reach this place. And according to our official records, Earth is just a backwater world. Since I like you, I won't bother reporting the progress of your civilization.
Mar-Vell genuinely appreciated Carter's personality, and she was willing to do her a small favor by keeping Earth off the Kree radar.
After all, from the Empire's point of view, Earth wasn't even worth the trouble. It hadn't reached Type I civilization status, and it lacked valuable resources.
"Your Empire... is it strong?" Carter asked.
"Of course it is! We are the strongest in the entire galaxy. At least a third of the Milky Way belongs to the Kree Empire!"
Mar-Vell declared proudly.
A third of the galaxy?
Carter's face remained calm, but inside her mind was in turmoil.
She had always been a determined, independent thinker. But this situation... this was far beyond her authority.
The fate of Earth's civilization could very well be at stake.
I must report this to Josh.
The first face that ca to her mind was Josh's.
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