A man and a woman walked towards Strange, and the woman slapped her face as she walked.

Strange looked at the two men. The man is handsome and slightly mature, looks in his twenties, and wears clothes with a British preppy style. It looks like a young scholar, or a graduate Ph.D. student or something.

The women, on the other hand, are dressed as a bit of a light rock 'n' roll young woman. A few strands of hair in front of his forehead were highlighted, and he was dressed in a shiny leather coat.

Strange didn't know who the two men were, but maybe they weren't as easy to get along as they seemed. If they had gotten along, they wouldn't have set up such an illusion-like thing.

Speaking of which, his magic attainments are not high enough, and he didn't even see that this was an illusion trap for the first time.

Strange really didn't expect to be cheated like this. As a man and a woman approached closer and closer, Strange subconsciously summoned the mage's hand.

He asked loudly, "Who is coming?"

Looking at Strange's stern appearance, the woman who was originally clapping her face had a smile on her lips that was incomprehensible.

She spoke, her voice slightly hoarse but magnetic, "Are you really going to use this magic in front of me?"

Strange frowned: "What do you mean." You're a mage too, what do you want to do?"

Strange had so many questions to ask.

"Your questions are a bit too much, Mr. Strange. But I don't like to talk to people when they're still defensive. Unleashing the magic, it was as if the pistol had been loaded and the safety had been opened. This is a dangerous and unfriendly move. The woman tilted her head and said.

"So, let's put your magic away first!"

"What?" Strange was surprised to find that when the woman finished saying this, the mage hand he had just prepared actually dissipated.

The woman lightly dispelled Strange's magic, as if it were as easy as going to the convenience store down the street to buy a soda.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy Strange became. Trapped in a strange space by two people who don't know the details. And the other person seems to be better than him, which is not a good feeling. Strange thought that maybe he should learn about divination in magic.

Is it the wrong zodiac sign to go out today, or is it the zodiac sign that is in harmony? It seems that everything is not going well.

"Well, Romma, you seem to have scared Strange. I didn't quite agree with your so-called test at the beginning. You still don't want to scare him. The handsome man spoke.

He pressed the woman named Roma and walked up to Strange and introduced herself, "Hello Mr. Strange. Although it was the first time we had met, we had known each other for a long time. The world's top neurosurgeons. ”

"I really didn't expect you to become a mage. "The man spoke politely, which made people feel good.

"Take it easy, Mr. Strange. We're not bad people, or rather, we're quite related. Ah, look at me. It took so long to remember that I hadn't introduced myself yet. The man tapped his head.

"You can call me Brian Braddock. And this one's name is Rome Merlin Ambrosius. Brian pointed to the woman next to him and introduced the names of the two.

Wait?!Strange felt as if he was having a little auditory hallucination. What did you just hear?

What is this woman's name?Rome Merlin Ambrosius?!, and coincidentally, this woman is also a mage?!

She actually used the name of her former Supreme Mage, Merlin Ambrosius, and used Merlin as her middle name?!

Strange looked at Roma incredulously, while Roma, who looked like a young rock girl, didn't care to chew bubble gum and blew a bubble out. Poof~ The bubble burst.

"Wait, is the Merlin you mean the Merlin I understand?" Strange felt as if his brain had been hit hard, and his thoughts were a little chaotic now.

Because anyone on the magical side of Earth knows one person, and that is Merlin, the legendary Supreme Mage of the Middle Ages. As one of the former Supreme Mages of the Ancient One, Archmage Merlin has handed down the most legends and various classics.

The mages of the Greenwich faction he created are still a formidable force.

And no one in the mage world would have such a legendary mage's name in their name.

It's both respectful and to avoid trouble. What kind of trouble? Naturally, it was the trouble of mistaking Feng Jing for Ma Liang.

If Mage Merlin has a very powerful enemy, he uses methods such as name divination to locate Merlin's location. Then determine if there are mana fluctuations in this position. You happen to be a mage, and you're also called Merlin.

Then I'm sorry, there's a good chance that an Exotic Demon God will kill you in front of you and split you in two with a single sword. You can't find anyone to cry when you're dead.

So in the mage world, try not to take the same name as those peerless powerhouses. According to Eastern theory, if you take such a name, you will be tainted with the cause and effect of the strong. If you bear the cause and effect, you will reap the rewards, and if you can't bear it, it will be a great disaster.

So no sane mage would superimpose Merlin, O Ancient One, such a person's name on his own.

The woman in front of her was different, not only did she use Merlin as her middle name, but her surname was the same as Merlin's, which was Ambrosius.

So Strange thought of a very unlikely possibility, he pointed at Rome and said, "What is your relationship with Archmage Merlin?!"

He now had serious suspicions that Roma was a descendant of Master Merlin. Otherwise, who would have chosen that name?, and the magic of the Mage's Hand itself was invented by Master Merlin. Maybe the Ambrosius family has some secret secrets to better control the magic of the mage's hand?

Perhaps it was this little trick that Roma was able to break his magic lightly.

Brian stretched out his hands to Rome and said, "Look, I said it." He will know where you come from when he hears your name. There's no need to use that illusion or anything. ”

Rome blows bubble gum and pops~ The bubble gum bursts again. She spoke, "All right, Strange. Since you have asked sincerely, then I will tell you with great mercy. ”

"My name is Rome Merlin Ambrosius. That's right, the daughter of the man with the long, silly beard. Roma said impatiently.

It turned out to be Merlin's daughter, no wonder. Strange thought so, but when he thought about it, something seemed wrong.

"Wait! Master Merlin has been dead for hundreds of years, aren't you?" Strange looked at the young rock girl, his face full of disbelief.