"Vision"

I saw a monster that looked like a treasure chest, appearing in the black and white world, the whole was red, with gold trim on the surface, the opening and closing of the chest was full of jagged fangs, a blood-red tongue was sticking out, no eyes, and a red and yellow crown on the top of the hypotenuse.

The monster looked at Sean as if aware of his presence, and became even more excited, sticking out his long tongue again to lick Sean.

When Sean watched the monster's tongue get closer and closer to him, he just had the idea of dodging, but before he could implement it, the wet tongue of the treasure mimic monster had already landed on his face.

Sean, who was licked and drooled, hurriedly waved his hand at the treasure mimic monster who was about to stick out his tongue and said, "Stop, stop, stop..."

The Mimic monster also seemed to understand Sean's words, stopped his long tongue, and stood in place, 'looking' at Sean, and kept swallowing his tongue.

"This can't be a dog in the skin of a treasure chest. ”

For some reason, for this suspicious Mimic monster, Sean suddenly had this thought in his heart, after all, no matter the way it woke up itself or the way it greeted him, isn't it a common action for a dog?

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Sean looked at the Mimic that seemed to be communicative, and was not overtly aggressive, and tried to communicate, after all, it had not done anything to hurt itself except for being overly enthusiastic.

Hearing this, the Mimic retracted its tongue and closed the mouth of the box, and at the same time its whole body made a metallic crashing sound, as if rummaging through its 'body' with its tongue, and soon it opened its large mouth full of fangs, and its long bright red tongue rolled up a sticky leather bag and handed it to Sean.

"This is for me?" Sean asked subconsciously as he took the bag and lowered his head.

The treasure mimic monster didn't seem to be able to speak, but just shook its tongue up and down, and Sean didn't bother with whether the leather bag was for himself, and directly opened the leather bag, how to say that according to human movements, it should have agreed with my words.

There weren't many things in the bag, a piece of paper full of letters, a paper bag, two thick books, and a silver pistol with black patterns.

Seeing the pistol, I finally understood the origin of this treasure mimic monster, presumably Elf used it to deliver goods and other kinds of demons, after all, fairy tales are not all written, every magician will enslave some strange little creatures as a servant drive?

After taking out the contents of the leather bag one by one and placing it on the desk, Sean first returned the wet leather bag to the Mimic, and in a burst of swallowing, picked up the letter Elf had written to himself, and read it by the moonlight.

"Good evening, Sean:

The gun I have repaired, inside I have loaded you with 6 bullets, professional bullets, and the rest of the ordinary bullets are in a paper bag.

In addition, this gun is a prototype gun, which is too expensive for you now, so I personally recommend that you use a new pistol.

The paper bag also contains a disguised police badge to help you investigate and deal with some special matters, and I will let my messenger 'Gollum' notify you if there is a mission.

Finally, the remaining 2 books are the basics of the occult that you need to memorize, remember.

Your Captain,

Elf Crewe"

"Memorize it?"

After reading the letter, Sean looked at the two books on the desk, each of which was more than 10 centimeters thick, and his whole face instantly stepped down.

After writing a reply with a bitter face, he handed the letter to the Mimic named Gollum, which outlined the ghost he had encountered while investigating the case with Vivien in the East Side, and asked him for his next move.

Looking at Sean's handover heart, Gollum seemed a little excited, and her long bright red tongue rolled towards the envelope with strong wind pressure.

However, the funny thing is that Gollum did not take the letter immediately, but stopped at a distance of less than 1 cm from the envelope, retracted his long tongue and rolled out the leather bag from the box, and used the flexible tip of his tongue to pick open the hidden button on the leather bag before signaling Sean to stuff the letter into the leather bag.

It wasn't until this moment that Sean understood the meaning of the purse, and looked at the skillful Gollum, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then put the reply into the purse.

"Goo... Oooo

A swallowing sound sounded even more obvious than before, and Gollum swallowed the leather bag into his stomach, opening and closing the 'corners of his mouth' and making a 'clang' sound, as if saying goodbye to Sean.

Seeing this, Sean could only raise his left hand and wave, "Goodbye, Gollum." ”

"Bang bang. ”

Gollum opened and closed the case again and let out a goodbye sound, and at the same time his tongue curled out a bony whistle and placed it on Sean's desk, and then disappeared, returning to a strange world.

The spirit world?

Sean, who watched Gollum leave, his brows furrowed instantly, and of course he saw the strange space, the red earth, the gray mist all over, and countless islands looming in the air.

Judging from the memory inherited by the potion, there is no doubt that it is the spirit world, but what Sean is puzzled about is not the place where Gollum left, and its strange performance, can only freely shuttle through the spirit world creatures, of course, it refers to the spirit creatures that have signed a contract with the magician, and the vast majority of spirit creatures cannot enter the real world at will, they are not friendly to the living, and will subconsciously attack the living, so the Grim Reaper prohibits spirit creatures without a contract from leaving the spirit world.

But what about Gollum?

Sean could clearly feel his kindness, or rather flattery, which could never have been caused by just a contract, and in any case it was Elf's messenger.

Couriers are different from messengers, they are equal contracts with magicians, they do not fight for magicians, and their work is as the name suggests, and they are only responsible for running errands and delivering letters.

Is it rare because of the way?

The spirit realm is the territory of the god of death, the magicians of the death path can be regarded as his followers, and the spirit creatures are his people.

But it can't, and it's not a covenanting spirit.

After hesitating for a long time, Sean finally put away the whistle as a medium, although he didn't understand what Gollum's intentions were, but at least Gollum was stronger than himself now, and maybe one day he would need to rely on it to help.

Thinking of this, Sean was also entangled in the way, picked up a thick book casually, and prepared to start reading by the moonlight, thanks to the power of the potion, his night vision ability has been greatly improved, and he can clearly see the words even in an unlit room.

At a fixed look, a line of openwork gold text was printed on the black cover, shining in the moonlight, and the words "Magician Guidelines" were introduced into Sean's eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched again.

What an unpretentious name.

Sean really has nothing to say about Elf's ability to choose a name, but at least for now, the captain of the Night's Watch is reliable.

While flipping through the paper, he said weakly: "If it really doesn't work, let's just look at it as a fairy tale." ”

However, just the preface of the book attracted Sean's attention, although there were not many words, Sean still read them word by word:

"The magician hides in the darkness, we are lonely travelers, there is no family, no lovers, no friends, only darkness with the rest of our lives.

But darkness is not our protector after all, only keeping humanity alone in the darkness is the most suitable way for us to survive.

Remember, when you stare into the abyss, the abyss is staring at you.

A magician is not an identity you show off, but a force you use to protect.

If you lay down your arms, you will not protect your loved ones, and if you take up arms, you will hurt your loved ones.

The magician is destined to be a lonely traveler, good luck!

Traveler

Aldes Yamon"

In the preface of just half a page, this seemingly tongue-twisting sentence gave Sean a big shock, and it was only at this moment that he seemed to understand what Elf and Anna had said to him.