Madison had been in her new home for a few days, and she was feeling pretty good. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It seems that because of the actor and the actor, although their settings are completely different, their preferences and tastes are strangely similar.

She liked the décor of the house and the cosy environment inside.

Even more than the old house of the witch school that I didn't know was built for hundreds of years.

After all, the witch school does not really belong to her, she is only the temporary owner, and here, everything here belongs to hers, now, forever.

In the past few days, many people have called her, of course, to Miss Emma, but they have all been answered by Madison.

The voices of the two were almost identical, and no one could hear anything unusual, and she ignored her agent's irritability and heartache and pushed down her plans for several auditions.

Well, before she became a witch, it was her dream to be a big star in Hollywood.

But not anymore.

Even if there is a bright path in front of her.

Maybe it's not so bright, even with Julia Roberts in front of her, the road ahead for Emma Roberts, that is, Miss Madison, is still not all smooth sailing.

And Julia is old.

Hollywood has never had an eternal winner.

She is a witch.

Even if she traveled through different dimensions, killed herself in this world, and completely replaced the identity of the other party, she couldn't change this fact.

She is the witch, and magic is her greatest power.

She knew this from the moment she accidentally killed someone.

In addition, in the past few days, there have also been people calling her to ask Ivan, and it seems that there has been no news for a few days, which has caused Ivan's agent to worry.

But Madison wasn't worried, because no one would have thought she had done it.

Because there is no magic in this world, and no one will think of magic. Maybe?

Madison thought of the Thestrals she had seen in the sky a few days ago, and her mind was not so sure, and she was sure that she was not mistaken, because even if it was dazzling, a flash of magic could not go wrong.

Not to mention the news that accompanied her on the day she entered this world.

"Broadway Amazing Insider!"

"Superheroes invade reality!"

Looking at the headlines of these stories, no matter what the world, journalists and journalism will always be the uncrowned kings.

Madison knows what she sees on TV, she knows what appeared in the world that day, and she grew up watching Superman comics.

And unlike those ignorant onlookers, Madison knows better, if she, for the world, the characters in a TV series can appear in this world, then why can't the characters in the comics appear.

Although there is a TV series played by himself in this world, and he is false to the people in this world, who can be sure that this world is real.

It's not something created by a movie, a comic, or a novel in another world.

There is no way to know.

Madison had always had a vague sense of crisis in her heart, a nuanced instinct from a witch that became more pronounced as her magic grew.

Sometimes it can help her avoid a lot of things.

Based on this, she has been working on her magic lately.

Unfortunately, she didn't bring the magic books she had recently purchased, but she did carry one with her, perhaps the last wand in the world.

Madison can use wandless magic, although not much, but when it comes to wandless, the stronger thing is her witch talent, mind transfer, and fire control.

The witch's flame is ignited by an ordinary flame, and then transformed into a magical flame, which cannot be extinguished by ordinary people, and if it is a Madison flame, it is even a few points stronger than a fierce fire.

Fortunately, she has the latest harvest, double magic, and a luxury gift package.

Not only is her control of magic stronger than before, almost all of her abilities have been doubled, the atmosphere of the flames is larger, and the speed of burning is faster, not a few points stronger than the fire, but a few points better.

She used to be able to control people to crash into walls and knock them out, but now she can control even smaller objects, like bullets, to crash through walls and eject them at a speed comparable to bullets.

If that little bitch at Granger saw this, he would definitely keep his mouth shut and never dare to talk more nonsense in front of him.

Unfortunately, Madison didn't know if he would be able to go back.

You can't make a TV series in your original world, and then it happens that the content is a thing of this world.

After spending three days in the room, Madison spent the rest of the time lying on his bed watching various TV shows, except for eating all the snacks Emma bought.

hangs on the Internet every day, and the whole person seems to have become an Internet addicted girl.

TV series, movies, comics, both worlds have a lot in common, such as superhero comics, such as the most classic superhero, Superman.

But there are a lot of differences, at least there are no guys called Emma Roberts and Emma Watson in that world.

As for why you should do it. Madison certainly likes to look at these things, she's a witch, but she's also an ordinary young girl, not an old witch who has lived for hundreds of years.

She not only likes to watch idol dramas, but also likes to be at the forefront of fashion and the top of trends.

But today, she always felt a little uneasy.

She can't seem to calm down all day, and even her favorite music makes her mood irritable.

As evening approached, Madison had planned to collapse into bed early and sleep for twenty hours, but he couldn't sleep quietly after rolling around several times and tossing and turning for more than half an hour.

She jerked off the quilt covering her head, opened her eyes, and stared silently at the dark ceiling.

Half an hour later, she suddenly rolled over and got up, and she needed to go out for a walk.

It seems that doing so will calm her mind a little.

。。。

Hiding in a colony.

After a day of typing on the keyboard, Habans put down his work and rubbed his shoulders a little tiredly after sending out his last email warning the wizards in England not to try to come to the United States again, and that it would also start to become unsafe.

"I'm a prophet, why should I do such things that don't fit my identity?" He couldn't help but complain.

The other man in the room, and the only middle-aged uncle who was with Habans here, Joseph, made a heavy nasal sound from his nose, as if he was snorting, but he did not give any response.

His eyes, including his whole heart, fell on the parchment codex in his hand, one of the things recorded in the secret center of the Church.

It was the spoils of his medieval world in the Night Tales, the reward he received for taking out a few vampires and going to the church with their fangs.

Although it is a copy, the various witcher techniques described above are not as good as the originals, so they are very valuable.

Seeing that he didn't have sympathy at all, although he had long known what kind of virtue Joseph, a retired veteran ruffian, was, Habbens couldn't help but pout.

In front of outsiders, especially those free men whom they met for the first time and did not know much about them, Habbens always looked confident, as if there was nothing he did not know.

It is only in front of relatives and companions such as Mei Mi and Joseph that he reveals his true side.

"Oh... My dear brother, do you miss me? ”

Just as Habans was taking a breath, the voice of Plum suddenly appeared in his ears, and with a gust of wind, Plum appeared silently in the room, and at the same time placed a pizza in front of him.

"Double cheese." She said.

Surprises always come out of nowhere.

Habans's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands, "I miss you guys." ”

Seeing this, the corners of Mei Mi's mouth couldn't help but curl up a little, and the depression caused by Yi Huan was also dispelled a lot, she took out a goblet from the cabinet at hand, and then came to the refrigerator and took out a blood bag with the hospital number still tied to it.

The scarlet liquid, which looked as tempting as roses, flowed into the cup with a boo sound, and Mei Mi once again pulled out a few frozen ice cubes from the refrigerator.

"Dang!"

The ice cubes fall into the blood, slowly and impactfully into the liquid, hitting the rim of the cup with a crisp sound.

"Happy birthday." She raised her glass, then said to Habans.

Habans, who was happily munching on pizza, seemed to be stunned for a few seconds before digesting the meaning of Mei Mi's words, today is his birthday.

But so many things kept him busy, and he even forgot his birthday.

If it weren't for Memi remembering to remind him.

"Why can't I be happy at all when you say that?" I thought pizza was a surprise for a treat, but I didn't expect it to be a birthday gift.

The contrast is too much for Habbens.

"It's a birthday, kid." Joseph finally put down the codex in his hand, pulled out a small silver flask out of nowhere, and then gestured slightly to Habins.

He carefully folded the codex along the original trail and tucked it back into his clothes again.

"It's just a copy."

Habans, who was chewing pizza, saw Joseph's movements and said with some disdain.

"Wisdom knows what is true and what is false." Joseph, who had put the codex away, leaned back, "I thought you would agree with this more than I did. ”

"But wisdom is not exactly power."

Habans picked up a slice of pizza again, "If it were you, I'd let Memmy take a bite, the power of a vampire is much more real than your study of the Witcher's Spotted deeds." ”

Mei Mi, who was sitting on the side, was wandering around the world, and didn't know what she wanted to write, was suddenly mentioned, and was also slightly stunned, and then said, "Excuse me, boys." ”

"It's not as simple as a bite to become a vampire, well, although I have mixed many vampire viruses, the strongest is the Twilight vampire."

"You know what it takes."

"Die first." Habans continued.

"Forget it." Joseph shook his head.

"If I become a vampire, my old witcher buddies will be the first to cut off my head, I love the atmosphere of the church, and I don't want to make it a no-go zone."

"And don't forget, I cut off the heads of three vampires to get this record back."

Hearing this, Mei Mi's brows wrinkled slightly.

Because she thought about the conversation with Yi Huan when they met during the day, enemies, new humans, angels and demons.

Habans is her younger brother, and it can also be said that he is the person who knows Mei Mi in the world, and since Mei Mi came back, he has been paying attention, and seeing Mei Mi frowning, Habans also put down the pizza in his hand.

"What, didn't today's meeting go well?"

"I didn't see anything with your eyes." Mei Mi let out a cold snort angrily.

Habans shrugged, "Well, it doesn't seem to be going well." ”

As a sacrifice in the Spartan Temple of War, Habans's prophecy differed from that of witches and wizards, as he did not need the gods to see vague images and instructions from inside the crystal ball.

If he wants to know the future, he only needs to offer sacrifices, and the gods will naturally guide him.

Of course, it is not enough to have sacrifices, but also to so-called sincerity, so most of the time the sacrifices are representatives, responsible for representing the petitions of a group of people.

But there are also many gods who prefer to do private work, such as Greier, well, maybe they are not gods, but at least they give Habans a chance to ask.

But private work often means unreliable, and the Greier sisters are very unreliable, they like to take things and say a lot of nonsense that they don't understand.

If the priests are smart enough, they can also get some valuable information from it.

Because of this, Habbons usually doesn't ask them about it.

Mei Mi naturally knew this, and when she said this, it generally meant that she was in a bad mood.

Why don't the all-knowing prophets look at it with your eyes, in the mouth of Meme, it is basically equivalent to saying that what you say is complete nonsense.

"What did he say?" Habans asked again.

"That's a lot."

Mei Mi replied briefly, but did not answer in detail, only vaguely.

Because she thought of Habins, he was a sacrifice, and the power of sacrifice came from God, if what Yi Huan said was true, maybe God was not a good choice.

Thinking of this, Mei Mi's brows deepened again.

Habans wanted to inquire carefully, but he didn't know how to speak.

And just then, there was a knocking sound from the only half-hidden window in the basement that opened to the ground.

"Knock knock!"

"It's an owl." Joseph said without raising his head.

"I should have taught those wizards to use a different way to deliver messages." "Magic is something that makes people progress, and they can't they just modify the telephone, instead of reverting to the medieval days of transmitting carrier pigeons." ”

It was Habans who had opened the window and welcomed the owl in.

But in the next moment, his movements were slightly paused, because the owl had blood on its body, and it was not that it was injured, nor that it had been attacked by some kind of bird of prey.

It is.. Stained with blood.

"What's written on that?" Mei Mi raised her voice and asked.

"I don't feel good." "I smell blood. ”

Habans's face was serious at this time, he took the small parchment, and read it at a glance, "It is right to choose the owl to send the letter." "We've been exposed, and the government has their eyes on us." ”

He paused slightly, as if to give Mei Mi and the others time to digest, "Right now." Then he continued, "The attack has begun. ”