Marvel: Hunter

There was no other way. Blaine could only feel temporarily wronged and become a personal bodyguard. That was why Blaine had come to the living room to listen to the Ancient One chatter here. It was also the reason he followed Stephen Strange so closely again.

However, although he was a bodyguard, Blaine was also a bodyguard with principles, ideals, and ambitions. The Ancient One had also said that as long as Stephen Strange was protected from life-threatening danger, the standard of measurement was in Blaine's hands.

To put it simply, as long as Stephen Strange's life was not in danger, Blaine did not need to take action. That was all.

Suddenly, why did Blaine feel that he liked finding loopholes so much? Not only did he look for loopholes in the system, but now he even had to pick out flaws in the tasks that were issued. It was a pity. If Blaine had been a lawyer, he would definitely have become famous—and the kind who started with a twenty-year sentence.

Hey, never mind. As long as it was good for him and did not break the system's rules, it was fine. The loopholes he found through his own ability could not be wasted, right?

Blaine left the living room and followed Stephen Strange all the way back to the library. He thought Stephen Strange had been stimulated by the Ancient One, would work hard, and would learn from Blaine by swimming in the ocean of knowledge.

As a result, Stephen Strange, somehow bewitched or something, actually wore the Eye of Agamotto on his chest again.

Only now did Blaine regret it. The Ancient One, Wong, and Mordo were all gone. It was exactly the time when there was no one in Kamar-Taj's school of magic. So why hadn't he taken the Eye of Agamotto, which was also the Time Stone, while he was at it?

It was all because he had remembered just now and hurriedly read through the Book of Cagliostro while no one was around, completely forgetting that the Time Stone was behind him...

Looking at Stephen Strange, Blaine was about to go up and tell him to use the Time Stone to restore the pages of the Book of Cagliostro that Kaecilius had torn out. That way, they could know what Kaecilius wanted to do, or at least know his next move and prevent it in advance. Maybe they could even stop Dormammu from coming.

If Dormammu's intention to invade Earth could be strangled in the cradle ahead of time, not only would it benefit Stephen Strange, but it would also be of great benefit to Blaine. If Dormammu did not come, Blaine would save a lot of effort and obtain such a five-level star core for nothing.

Just when Blaine thought Stephen Strange had put on the Eye of Agamotto because he wanted to continue practicing time magic or something, he saw him turn around and open a door leading to another Sanctum, one that was still intact.

Blaine recalled Mordo's introduction. This door should lead to the New York Sanctum. Unexpectedly, Stephen Strange was still impatient and was going to take office so soon.

The door opened, and inside was a quaint, old-fashioned building. The building also had a European style, with about three or four floors.

Walking in, the first thing he saw looked like a museum. The things inside were all kinds of strange objects. There were not only stone statues like those in front of the Egyptian pyramids, but also metal armor from the era of Alexander, holding a two- to three-meter spear. As for bottles and jars, there were countless numbers of them.

Blaine followed him in and saw it as well. These works of art, ancient weapons, and rare collections seemed priceless and valuable to Blaine, who did not understand antiques. Of course, the possibility that they were all high-level fakes could not be ruled out. Anyway, Blaine could not tell, and he was not interested in them.

Even if antiques and similar objects were rare and valuable things, Blaine was still not tempted. Not only because he did not understand their worth, but also because taking them would be useless.

Perhaps any one of the collections here could be auctioned for millions or even tens of millions, but to Blaine, they were just fancy vases. They were not star cores. If the star cores were gone, they could still be used as upgrade materials. If these things were taken away, they would only become a handful of dust...

Stephen Strange looked back at Blaine. He seemed a little puzzled as to why Blaine was always following him.

Blaine did not speak. He simply stood quietly behind him until Stephen Strange turned his head back in frustration, apparently acquiescing.

Following Stephen Strange through the five-meter-wide staircase in the middle, Blaine went up to the second floor. The floor space on the second floor of the New York Sanctum was much smaller than that of the first floor. Not surprisingly, the second floor was also a place where collections were displayed.

It was just that this time, apart from those antique bottles and jars, Blaine saw some strange things.

For example, there was a painting hanging on the wall. What was painted in the picture was the sea, a dark starry sky, a full moon, and dark blue seawater. The strange thing was that the seawater was moving. It was as if Blaine were truly facing one side of the sea. Surging waves struck the reef, splashing bright drops of water. If one listened carefully, there was even the whistling sound of the sea breeze. Tell me, wasn't that strange?

Opposite the painting was a round metal shield and two sharp axes. They should also have been weapons used by a nobleman in ancient Europe. Blaine made a wild guess. Anyway, he did not know what they were useful for.

Not only that, but next to the painting was a mechanical device shaped like human bones, which seemed to be made of some kind of exotic metal.

Although this metal bone device could not move, Blaine knew how wonderful this thing was. If he was not mistaken, Stephen Strange had used this device to restrain Kaecilius.

Blaine did not know what principle this metal bone-like device operated on. If it were used on him, it probably would not be able to trap him. After all, if you worked hard enough, you could create a miracle. Just blow it up. Anyway, it was only something like prison clothing. There was nothing worth thinking about.

Moving forward, Blaine finally saw what he had always wanted to see.

This was a glass display case. When standing upright, it was about two meters high. It was made of transparent glass on all sides, while the top layer and the base at the corners were made of black ancient wood. The display cabinet was placed against the wall and was completely sealed, shaped like an hourglass connected in the middle.

However, what Blaine was concerned about was not the cabinet. Of course, there was no sand in the cabinet. Inside was something constantly floating.

That's right—a cloak.

An entirely red cloak. A cloak made of unknown fabric.

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