"The man hasn't left yet. Ian sighed and looked at the piece of paper in front of him. The claws of the beast naturally have a sense of realism, and the red fur is like the real thing, as if it is about to leap out of the paper soon.

"Young master, we have to find out that person. Isha took the piece of paper, worried that it would hurt her young master because it was greasy on it.

"I copied those things first, and the words were useful. ”

"The three children ......"

"They're going to be fine, now, they're hostages. Ian looked a little anxious, and quickly copied the Chinese characters on the paper with a pen.

Ian also read what was written on it. This so-called witch secret is actually the principle of witchcraft, and there is even the assumption that there was panic back then.

There is not only text, but also corresponding images. Putting the information in order, Ian suddenly found that it was like a paper, explaining the principles of witchcraft clearly, and he even saw some mathematical formulas.

The person who wrote this must be a science student. But the Wu clan's panic happened thousands of years ago, and the words in his hand were familiar to him.

It seems that the timeline here is also boring.

"Young Master, what the hell is this?" Pamelissa approached him, but couldn't read what was written on it. She tried to help Ian transcribe, but Ian felt he was more familiar.

"Haven't you all heard of my father's relationship with the Wu Clan. He looked up and asked the four people present, but everyone shook their heads.

"The Witch Clan has no sense of existence, and the Black Tower can't even find a book related to the Witch Clan. Isha said.

"But there are a lot of these books in that secret room......" Ian looked at Pamelissa.

"Young master, I don't know how to read. Pamulisa wrapped her little fingers around her chest, a little embarrassed.

"Xia Nai is also illiterate?"

"I don't bother to care about this kind of thing. Chana used a little force to mop the floor, and the mop broke off from it. She habitually handed the broom to Pamorisa, who not only cleaned the room, but also mended all sorts of things.

Ian was furious.

An hour passed, and Ian finally finished copying these dozens of chapters, and it felt like he had really copied a paper.

He found that the person who wrote this thing was not simple. Witchcraft is not simply magic, it is not just the creation of omnipotent spiritual power from the world. At its core, it's actually a wave.

It's electromagnetic waves.

It turns out that the means of delay are such that witchcraft affects the nerves and even hormones of the enemy, destroying a person's vitality in a very "scientific" way. It even mentions radioactive metals, and the precise control of the dose can make people suffer from incurable diseases without even realizing it.

Hey, if this thing is taken out, I'm afraid it won't shock the Black Tower academic community. The principle of witchcraft is equivalent to combining the spiritual power of a mage with the science of Covey City, and what is written here is the truth of reason to the extreme.

All the arguments, with Ian's knowledge, have not yet been found.

"Let's go, let's go find Shesky. Ian put the copied materials into the piano case, and took out a piece of the things that he wanted to return to "Wu", and put them in another pocket on his body.

Isha watched all this, did not speak, and opened the door first.

"Alas, I'm going to stay up late again......"

Outside the tavern, it was already early in the morning. Chana and Pamelisa hid in the darkness, Nemesis and Isha followed behind Ian, magic hidden from the eyes of ordinary people, and the group rushed to the bazaar in a rage, all the way to the dilapidated wooden table.

There, indeed, sat a man.

"Stuff...... Brought?" "Wu" stretched out half of his palm from his black robe, and his skin was as rough as old bark.

It's an old wizard.

"It's fresh. Without saying a word, Ian put the information in his pocket at his feet from a distance of several meters and pushed it over.

A strange force enveloped the papers, and they were about to be sent to the wizard. But instead of letting go of his hand, Ian pressed down heavily and pulled one of them.

Plus the one he hid, that's two.

"Give people back. Ian didn't show weakness, staring at the "witch" in front of him.

As soon as this sentence came out, the atmosphere of the entire space suddenly became solemn. Two pairs of eyes appeared in the darkness of the alley, and the darkness where the "witch" was located seemed to have been torn apart and occupied a place.

On the other side, Nemesis held up an umbrella. And Isa, who was next to him, had already raised her hands and began to write the spirit mantra.

As far as she knew, so-called witchcraft was not immediately aggressive, not even to run for her life. Assassination is the specialty of "witches", but the confrontation is not.

"Senior, you have always been the first to strike, and we didn't mess with you. Ian grabbed the information in his hand and didn't give an inch: "I'm a good talker, if you can, I suggest we sit down and have a good talk." ”

Ian ...... IV ...... I thought you were just a child, hehe. Wu's hoarse voice sounded very uncomfortable: "Your father used to make deals with us, but he lied to us...... I know that the Ian family is the most lying...... We have been on the embankment for a long time...... But in the end......"

"According to the custom of the land of Manda, lies are a commendable character. ”

"Yes...... We didn't blame him. It's just that if we lose, we have to get us back...... What was originally there...... As for cooperation, hehe, get away. "Wu" increased his power, and seemed to want to directly snatch the information in Ian's hand.

But on the other side, with a wave of his hand, the green bricks in front of the table seemed to lift a covered curtain, and Shesky and his younger siblings curled up on the ground, already asleep.

After a moment of stalemate, Ian let go of his hand and let the data fly towards the witch.

Wow, wow.

"Wu" flipped through the things in his hand, but Ian observed his gaze and felt that he could not understand the words on it, but stayed longer in places with many pictures and formulas.

Until the last page, only a soft bang was heard, and everyone was ready to fight, but the next second, the "witch" on the chair disappeared out of thin air.

"Hey, where's my witchcraft?!" Ian shouted up into the night sky.

"Young master, there is something left on the chair. In the darkness, she stretched out her small white hand and picked up the note on the chair.

It reads: The seed has been sown, and it will not sprout without water.

"Fuck me, like your mom dreamed, let's go!" Ian scolded hard, shredding the paper in his hand and kicking the tattered wooden table in passing.

This mention directly kicked the table to pieces, and without the existence of "witch", this is an ordinary table and chair.

I don't know if he's playing tricks, but he literally doesn't want to unravel it. If you don't believe it, you can mess with the wizard. It seems that they are not a tribe that can't lie at all, and they may have made rapid progress in the years of struggle with Ian III.

"What should we do, young master, let's go back?"

"Let's go back, what else can I do?" Ian said, "If you don't give anything, he can catch it wherever we go with this strength that comes and goes freely." ”

This sentence seemed to have words in the words, and Isha glanced at Ian and did not make a sound.

The group carried Shesky back to the tavern and had a good night's sleep. The next morning, Shesky had no idea what was going on, and still followed Ian honestly.

Ian rented a bigger carriage and stuffed everyone inside. The way back was easier than when I came, and there was no one in the way, and no one in the House of Lords.

Eventually, they returned to Ian's mansion from the path. Xia Nai and Pa Mo Lisa walked into their familiar home again, and Xia Nai touched the table with the flower pots, looked at the ashes on her fingers, and let out a disgusted tsk.

"Lisa, we've got some busy today. Xia Nai stood in the hall with her hands on her hips.

"Sister, you have to be careful, don't break things. Pamorisa poked her waist.

"I'm going to take a bath, Nemesis, I'm going to read today's newspaper, I'm going to buy it, and yesterday's. Ian took off his coat and walked into the bathroom, where Isha quickly used magic to heat up the water and put the toiletries outside the door.

Everyone has found what they want to do, the mansion is becoming new, and the only few small black spots are Shesky and his two children, who are standing in the middle of the hall at a loss.

"You three, go to the guest room and stay and clean up for you. Pamulissa walked over and picked up Sheki's pitiful luggage.

"The Black Tower will come in the afternoon...... Birds, get ready. Isha walked through the hall with all kinds of flowers and plants in her magic, and said in passing.

The mansion quickly fell silent, and Ian took off his clothes and stepped into the bathtub, but he didn't forget to take the copied witch materials and put them in front of him to study carefully.

The mathematical formulas and writing ideas are almost the same as the Huaxia Kingdom in his memory. In other words, the person who founded the Wu clan thousands of years ago is also a traverser.

Ian felt more and more that the entire country of Manda was more or less shrouded in the culture of the previous world. Whether it's the architecture similar to the 19th century Nordics, the magic that exists in the novel, or even the latest technology in the 21st century, and now, there is this scientifically researched witchcraft in your hands.

In other words, there are no shortage of traversers. But I don't know why, no one jumped out to admit it. Even the witch clan, who seem to have great powers, can only hide on the other side of society and dare not speak out.

"Young master, the newspaper is back. Nemesis passed the newspaper through the door.

The latest news, about his panic, is always published in the daily newspaper, recording the results of the panic.

True: Lie = 150,000 to 150,000.

Neck and neck.

In the past few days since he left, the capital has been calm and nothing has happened.

God is dead.

Reading between the lines of the letter, Ian felt that his head was big. He didn't want to tell anyone about the letter, but if someone asked, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to spread a good panic.

Now the question is, is God or not?

Ian suddenly came to his senses and fell back into the tub in pain.

He realized that he had entered a game, and this game was a lie that was good enough.

Because even the best lies may not even know the truth of the liars.