"Strange is coming for me?" Mordo was a little surprised. Because he hasn't been back to Kamataki for a long time. Even if the teacher Gu Yixin accepted two apprentices, he did not go back.

He hadn't met either of them, so he couldn't have known Strange or Doom or anything. Since they don't know each other, what did Strange come to him for?

If it doesn't exist, there is nothing old for me and Strange to talk about. Come to the London Temple, come on, this guy has only been under the Ancient One Master for a long time. You've only learned a few spells, and it's already a great thing to be able to use the portal well. What kind of class did he come to the temple to visit?

Mordo didn't know what Strange was doing here, though. But that didn't stop him from deciding to meet Strange, as he himself wondered what Strange was doing when he came to him.

What is this person who has the potential to inherit the position of Supreme Mage? Mordo's heart was a little weird beyond words.

He met Strange at his own place above the temple. Although the London Temple does not look large from the outside, the space inside is several times the size from the outside.

Every inch of land here has been cast with a spatial expansion spell. Baron Mordo's row was very luxurious, and the rosewood slabs brought from Burma were cut into small pieces and laid out on the floor. The agarwood of the South China Sea is placed on the northeast corner, and a faint fragrance wafts in the air.

Velvet upholstery was neatly placed in one corner of the room, and on the other side was a Steinway grand piano. There's even a bar in this room with a variety of drinks. There are at least a thousand bottles of different wines stored in a wine cabinet on one wall.

To pair these wines, there is also a set of crystal glasses with their own characteristics in the room. This makes drinking very ritualistic.

And all this made Strange, who had just walked into the room, feel extremely familiar and comfortable. Isn't this XX a copy of my family?!

Strange sighed inwardly about the comfort this room had brought him. Because everything in this room is very much to his liking.

As one of the world's top neurosurgeons, Strange has always been worth a lot of money. Tens of millions of dollars in annual income is not to be said.

Rich Strange likes all kinds of pleasures the most. Sports cars, watches, wine. All kinds of luxury goods that can highlight the taste of status, all these are his favorites.

Although, for various reasons, he finally chose to join Médecins Sans Frontières and gave up such a life. In the end, he was arrested by someone and given to Gu Yi as an apprentice, which led to a long period of poverty.

Even now, I need to curl up in a basement and take drugs (wash my hair) every day.

But Strange was still familiar with these things in his bones. Several of Mordo's paintings, including Mordo's paintings hanging on the wall, stopped to look at them for a moment.

"Alexander the Great's Expedition to the East, this looks more realistic than the Louvre's treasures. Strange couldn't help but say after taking a closer look.

"Because it's real, the Louvre is a fake. Mordo didn't know when he was standing behind Strange. He looked at Strange and said, "Strange?"

"It is me, thank you for your willingness to receive me, honorable Baron Mordo. Strange saluted Mordo.

In the status of earth mages, the Supreme Mage is the highest status, and the next is the three major temple mages. Then there are the Guardian Mages who guard the Temple, and then the official Mages.

Strange is currently at the bottom of this song pyramid, and he is now only a mage apprentice. He needed to show his respect for the Templars.

Mordo looked Strange up and down, and the man in front of him was more advanced than his counterpart. Well, in the eyes of Europeans, the sense of luxury is probably a kind of horse face.

And it seems that there is still a study of oil painting? Inexplicably, Mordo has a feeling that Strange and himself are all the way.

"Are you my teacher's new disciple?" Mordo nodded in return.

"Oh yes. I think it should be. I'm probably the smallest. Strange smiled.

Mordo said with the majesty of a senior brother, "Sit down first." ”

"Are you sitting on a cushion?" Strange asked, curiously. For he had no stools in the room, and the only place that seemed to be able to do so was the velvet upholstery, and he was ready to approach.

Mordo glanced at Strange: "If you don't want to get in trouble, you'd better stay away from there." ”

"What?" Strange was puzzled.

"I have a very fierce cat there, and you may not have beaten it. Mordo understated that Strange was not as good as a cat.

"Ah, where is the cat?" Strange suddenly felt that he wanted to pet the cat, he was actually not as good as a cat?

"It's invisible, you can't see it. Mordo said this, and Strange didn't want to pet the cat, well, if you can't see it, the ghost knows if it's a cat.

"Sit. Mordo said again, and as soon as he finished speaking, there was an extra stool behind Strange.

Strange raised an eyebrow and sat down, though at first he was very resistant to being caught learning magic or something. But after actually entering the sea of magic, he began to be fascinated.

Magic can do all sorts of interesting things, like it does now.

Mordo asked, "What to drink?" I probably only have wine here. ”

Drinking during the day?Well, it's not impossible, just pay attention to the alcohol content. Strange replied: "Belgian beer." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a bunch of Belgian beer appeared in Strange's hand so abruptly. Strange was really thirsty, and he threw his head back and took a big sip.

But something miraculous happened, he drank nearly half of the beer, but the wine in the glass didn't seem to decrease at all. Or even if it is reduced, it is quickly filled. It's as if there's an invisible servant pouring wine all the time.

"How did you do this?!" Strange was curious.

The corner of Mordu's mouth smiled slightly: "Do a little this, do a little that." You will do it in the future, and I usually use this little trick to teach those uninsighted exotic turtle gods and demons a lesson. Bet them on drinking, but they will find that they will never finish their glass. ”

Strange slapped his face: "What a good idea, can you give me this magic?" Strange thought of how to deal with Alaska, a certain Thor is very fond of drinking.

Mordo smiled and said nothing, he changed the subject: "These are all small things, I don't think you came to me for such a boring little thing." Tell me, what's the matter with me? ”

Strange sat down and said in a serious tone, "Yes, Baron Mordo. I have come here for a very tricky and urgent matter. It's very important, and it's even about the rest of my life!"

Strange said so seriously, Mordo felt a shock in his heart after hearing this: Could it be that he had come to inquire about the position of Supreme Mage?

Mordo unconsciously became serious, and he waited for Strange's next sentence with 120,000 points of energy.

Strange continued, "Please tell me how you take care of your hair!