Magneto Eric Lansel couldn't believe it was true when he learned of Charles' death, and he rushed to Xavier Gifted School in New York as fast as he could.

When he walked into the mourning hall and saw the familiar person lying quietly in the coffin, Eric was stunned for a while.

As an old man, Eric knew that he and Charles would have such a day, and that day would not come too late, and when he felt that his energy was low and his physical strength was declining, it was as if he heard the footsteps of the approaching death.

He had imagined that he must have died heroically in a fierce battle, besieged by countless powerful enemies.

He once ridiculed Charles, saying that a naïve pacifist like him would definitely die in a hospital bed, and he never thought that a man who had been entangled with his grudges all his life would really die silently at the head of the bed, leaving him alone in this world full of malice.

Magneto walked over slowly, came to his old friend's coffin, and stretched out his hand to ** the old friend's cheek.

Cold, dry, stiff, and inelastic......

Tears blurred his vision, and fragments passed before his eyes, remembering when they were young, lying on the hillside of Xavier's estate and talking about ambitions, remembering that they had a dispute over ideas, remembering that they had turned against each other during the Cuban Missile Crisis, and remembering the open and secret battles between the mutant brotherhood and the X-Men.

The past is unbearable.

Magneto was in tears, and a bitter sense of loneliness enveloped him, as if there were no more relatives in this world, no one who understood him.

Raven was already crying, crouching beside the coffin and muttering Charles's name.

The old and frail Magneto was so sad that he could no longer support it, and his body shook slightly, when a hand reached over, wrapped around his waist, and helped him up.

"Erik, take care of yourself, don't be too sad."

The pleasant girl's voice sounded in his ears, and Magneto was in a trance for a moment, as if he heard his old friend Charles comforting him in his ear.

He quickly turned his head and saw that he was supported by a well-behaved, quiet and lovely girl.

The girl smiled, and a healing power emanated from her smile, soothing the sadness and loneliness that welled up in Magneto's heart.

For a moment, Magneto only felt his heart throbbing, a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time, decades had passed since Magda Esenhardt left him, and he thought his heart had withered to ashes.

He never expected that his old self, who was already dying, would be moved by a young and beautiful girl.

There was also a slight sense of familiarity in this throbbing of the heart, and when I saw her, I felt extremely kind, as if the girl in front of me had been entangled with him in his previous life, and this life was fateful.

Is this love at first sight?

Magneto's heart was filled with a mixture of sourness and tingling.

He's dying, and she's still underage......

Somehow, a Chinese poem that I once read flashed in my mind: "I was born before I was born, I am old when you are born, turn into butterflies to find flowers, and perch on fragrant grass at night." ”

I hate to meet when we are not old!

What a kind of helplessness this is!

A thousand tastes, thousands of sorrows, all turned into a sigh.

Alas......

On closer inspection, the girl's eyebrows and eyes resembled Charles from his youth, and Magneto suddenly realized why he felt so intimate at first sight.

Take a closer look, the girl's temperament is also the same as that of an old friend, and he is like a mold carved out, that kind of indifferent and peaceful demeanor, like the look of a spring breeze, no wonder it feels so familiar.

She must be Charles's orphan, right?

Magneto is a serious and ruthless man, and even within the Mutant Brotherhood, many members are a little afraid of him.

In particular, the way he straightens up his face is enough to make the person facing him feel like falling into an ice cellar, and the chill is overwhelming.

Such a lovely little girl, Magneto couldn't make a face, he smiled, a very rare kind and loving smile.

I'm afraid that his own son Quicksilver and his daughter Red Witch have never seen such a gentle Magneto.

"Thank you." Magneto said softly, "Little girl, what's your name?" ”

"Check ......"

The sweet girl embarrassedly forced herself to change her words: "Elizabeth...... Elizabeth Xavier. ”

"Who are you, Charles?"

"He's my distant uncle."

"Oh......"

Magneto nodded slowly, he judged that it was probably an old friend who lied to her, this girl must be Charles's illegitimate daughter, otherwise it would not be so similar.

The white-haired old man touched the girl's hair dotingly, it turned out that she was Charles's daughter, which made him no longer feel that there were no relatives in the world, and the desperate loneliness slowly dissipated.

"Your uncle is a good friend of mine, he is a good man, I wanted to go on stage and say a few words after the condolence ceremony began, but when I saw you, I felt that there was no need. You give me the feeling of being a granddaughter. ”

In a Western-style funeral, the key part is that the deceased's relatives and friends come to the stage one by one to tell his life in memory of his person.

When the girl heard this, her face was frosty, and she said unhappily: "I'm not like your granddaughter!" Even if Charles is my uncle, you can't say that! ”

Magneto was stunned by the suddenly angry girl, and helplessly pushed his hand to comfort her: "Okay, okay, when I didn't say it." ”

He sighed, then asked, "Are you a mutant?" ”

The girl nodded.

Magneto persuaded her earnestly: "Then come with me, this school has lost Charles's protection, and sooner or later it will be destroyed, it is too dangerous for you to stay here." ”

"No, Eric, Xavier's School for the Gifted and Talented will not be destroyed."

The girl was solemn and said equally seriously: "The second-generation X-Men will carry me...... Uncle's banner, they will eventually grow up and stand on their own. ”

The powerful aura exuded by the girl made Magneto secretly frightened, and he even ignored the slight disrespect in her title.

Lao Wan admired in his heart, he is really a tiger father and no dog girl!

The more Magneto looked at her, the more he admired and loved her, and he really wanted to take her with him and train her carefully, so that she could take over his class and become the next leader of the mutant brotherhood.

But he didn't want to force her, he couldn't bear to force her, like a grandfather who was obedient to his granddaughter, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

"With your father...... Uncle is as stubborn as he is! ”

Magneto sighed and stopped insisting, having already decided in his heart that once the government attacked the mutant school, he would come immediately, even if he couldn't resist the fierce attack of the military, and risk his life to rescue her.

Magneto slowly removed his Psychic Defense Helmet, which he had worn for almost the rest of his life, just because that old friend was still alive.

Now that this old friend is gone, there is no need to wear this helmet.

Putting the helmet in Charles's coffin, it was a dying gift from himself, and Magneto believed that he would go with him in a short time, so let this helmet accompany him for a ride first.

Dropping his helmet, Magneto said goodbye to the girl who called herself Elizabeth, and reluctantly turned to lead the members of the Mutant Brotherhood away.

"Please stay, Mr. Lancel."

He was stopped and a young Asian man approached.

Coming to his side, the Asian young man smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I'm Luo Feng, director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau." ”

Magneto's face suddenly became gloomy, and the government's lackey spy actually appeared at Charles's funeral blatantly, and dared to greet him so invisibly.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to splash the blood of Elizabeth, the girl next to him, Eric would not have been able to control the metal and turn it into a blade and dismember the body of this arrogant and arrogant young man on the spot.