Chapter 903 Regarding the issue of Aquaman eating fish, Peter’s spiritual mentor is online!"Waiter, give me a plate of fish and chips and a glass of whiskey."

Peter shouted to the dazed waiter behind the bar.

After ordering wine and food, Peter asked Aquaman, who looked a little strange, "I didn't offend you, did I? Arthur, because you can talk to fishes. If you feel offended, I can change the food."

Arthur looked at Peter's face and suspected that Peter was playing a trick on him on purpose.

But because Peter's expression was quite sincere, Arthur couldn't tell whether the other party was teasing him or really wanted to seek his opinion.

Looking down, Arthur whispered, "I can't talk to fish."

As he spoke, he looked at Peter with resentful eyes.

"Because fish have such simple brains, they simply can't communicate."

Aquaman explained to Peter: "I used telepathy to sneak into their minds and force them to help me. Squids, sharks, eels, and all these fish are like this."

"Except, of course, dolphins, which are quite intelligent."

After explaining why he couldn't talk to fish, Arthur asked Peter curiously, "Sir, weren't you fighting the Crime Syndicate? Were they defeated by you?"

After Peter took the whiskey from the waiter, he thanked him and said to Arthur, "The members of the Crime Syndicate have been dealt with, but I was not the main force in defeating them. It was Clark and Theresa who did it."

After Peter briefly explained the situation, he asked him, "Why are you hiding in this town? I heard from Black Manta that you were last seen in this area."

"I just want some quiet time to think about my situation."

Arthur picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp, feeling a little depressed.

"As a hybrid of a human lighthouse keeper and the Queen of Atlantis, I have been considered a freak by humans since I was a child, and a 'bastard' by the Atlanteans."

Arthur looked at the scenes of order being restored in various places on the TV screen and said to Peter: "I am just a half-blood who is rejected by both worlds, even if I become the King of the Sea."

Peter nodded and asked him, "So what happened?"

“I was deposed.”

"Deposed?"

"Yes, because I was unable to quell the hatred of the Atlantis nobles towards the land people, I was deposed by the parliament, so I hid here and chose to keep company with white whales and beer."

Arthur opened his heart to Peter with some distress, "But I have no regrets. If my existence only brings war, then I would rather be a fisherman forever."

"Well, that's a nice aspiration, Arthur, but it would be a shame for you to be a farmer."

After listening to Arthur's story, Peter patted him on the shoulder.

"I believe that the throne is not a throne, but an anchor on your shoulders. You put it down temporarily, but the ocean will always exist in your blood. You will not abandon it forever. Sooner or later, you will pick up the anchor again."

Peter said as he picked up the trident of the Crime Syndicate member, Sea King.

After Azu collected the weapon as a trophy, he gave it to Peter.

Peter had previously taken Aquaman's trident, preventing Arthur from becoming the real Aquaman.

Now the trident was of no use in his hand, so he took it and prepared to give it to Aquaman.

"This weapon, the trident, should be useful in your hands. At least with this thing, you won't be afraid of the Atlantis Noble Council anymore."

Looking at the trident in Peter's hand, which exuded a fatal attraction to him, Arthur couldn't help but breathe heavier.

He asked Peter in disbelief, "Is this for me?"

"Of course, don't you want it?"

"No, of course I want it, but...but why did you give it to me, sir?"

Arthur knew the origin of this weapon.

Originally, this weapon was a weapon with divine power passed down from generation to generation in the Kingdom of Atlantis.

This trident can summon all the people in Atlantis. What's more powerful is that it can also emit electric current and create huge winds and waves on the sea.

According to legend, this powerful and cool trident was once the weapon of Neptune, the ancient Roman god of the sea.

He originally thought that once the weapon was in Peter's hands, there was no reason to return it.

After all, he knew Peter's strength very well.

Even if all the people in Atlantis came together, they would not be his match.

"This belongs to you, doesn't it?"

Peter felt no pain at giving away other people's things.

"Now that the Crime Syndicate has been defeated, it does not mean that the world is safe. As the Lord of Atlantis, you still have a lot to do."

After Peter finished speaking, he drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp and turned and left.

Watching Peter's back as he pushed open the door and disappeared, Arthur clenched the trident in his hand, his mood as surging as the waves outside blown by the wind.

Putting the cup on the table, Arthur straightened his clothes and walked into the night holding the trident.

Mr. Patrick was right, there was still a lot for him to do.

Hiding here and becoming a fisherman won't solve everything.

After Peter and Aquaman disappeared, the bartender looked at the messy scene and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Great, these two guys who looked dangerous finally left.

The next day.

Early morning at Padrick Farm.

Jeanne got up early and lay on the carpet in the living room with Theresa, flipping through the news about the crime syndicate brought by the newspaper boy. Theresa was very curious about how the media reported on the people who defeated the crime syndicate.

She wanted to see if there was any report about herself.

But what made her depressed was that her name was not mentioned at all in the newspaper.

Batman, Superman, and Homelander were the most frequently mentioned names, and some newspapers also mentioned that a superhero organization emerged and defeated the Crime Syndicate.

There are many superheroes in this organization, and some even call it the Justice League.

After the Crime Syndicate, the US government even planned to set up an "American Justice League" to prevent similar incidents from happening again.

"Justice League of America?"

Jeanne lay on the carpet, shaking her bare feet, and complained to Theresa: "I think it would be better to call it the American Superhero League. It sounds both powerful and fun."

She turned her head to Theresa and asked excitedly, "Aurora, can you tell me again how you defeated the Super Queen?"

"I've said that many times."

Theresa said somewhat depressedly: "Joan, do you really not want to go to school?"

When Theresa heard about going to school, Jeanne buried her head in the newspaper and moved like a struggling fish.

"School is on vacation, and I don't like the atmosphere at school or at home."

"Why not? Dad said that people who didn't finish high school are stupid."

"What is Yisha?"

Theresa sat up, blinked her eyes and said to her:

"They are those who, due to fate or their own reasons, were unable to complete the studies they could have completed, and therefore are filled with hatred towards studies; but on the other hand, those long-haired teenagers who did not finish high school and wandered around the streets look like idiots, so daddy calls them 'art idiots'."

Jeanne nodded thoughtfully, "It's actually quite accurate. My adoptive father didn't finish high school. He dropped out after eleventh grade to join the navy. But when he was twenty-four, he made up for it and passed the equivalent academic qualification exam and obtained a high school diploma."

"He often bragged about this experience to us at dinner."

Joan of Arc was saying "bad things" about her adoptive father when Peter came down from upstairs.

Raven and Ciri followed her down.

"Theresa, Elaine, what are you doing?"

Peter saw two large lolis lying on the ground and asked them.

"Dad, Jeanne advised me not to go to high school anymore."

Theresa stood up and shouted to Peter.

"Oh? Not going to high school anymore?"

Peter looked at the two men suspiciously, "Really?"

"I'm kidding, Dad."

Theresa jumped into Peter's arms, looked at him innocently and said, "Actually, we are discussing whether it is necessary to go to high school."

"You two haven't reached the point where you're discussing whether or not you should go to school."

As Peter spoke, he bent down and picked up the newspaper on the ground.

"Justice League of America."

Seeing the name, Peter's brows furrowed slightly.

Smallwell High School.

Now that the threat from the crime syndicate has ended, students are rushing to school.

Star-Lord stood at the school gate and sighed helplessly.

He suddenly felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have been so serious when dealing with the crime syndicate. He should have taken it easy.

In this way, the criminal syndicate would not be dealt with so quickly, and I would not come to school so soon.

Star-Lord, who is a freshman in high school this year, is quite resistant to going to school.

With this time, he might as well stay in his "secret base" (backyard), organizing his inventions and exploring outer space.

However, in order to avoid becoming an "art fool" in his father's eyes, he had no choice but to come to school.

"Star-Lord."

Just as he was in a daze, a familiar voice came from behind him.

Star-Lord looked back and saw that it was his English teacher, Martha McConaughey.

Teacher Martha's long chestnut hair was tied into a low bun, with a strand of curls hanging down in the hollow of her collarbone. She wore a very thin gold chain there, looking very elegant.

Teacher Martha, who taught Clark and Zu, looks almost unchanged.

This time, due to the invasion of the Crime Syndicate, Teacher Martha, Lana, and Chloe were taken to the World Tree to hide.

This made her feel very good because it meant that Peter treated her as one of his own.

If he was not one of his own, how could Peter tell him such a hidden secret?

"Good morning, Teacher Martha."

"Good morning, Star-Lord, how is your dad doing?"

(End of this chapter)