On the desolate prairie, a gentle breeze blows the earth, the afterglow of the sun slowly scatters, and the silhouettes of the trees are projected on the ground, making people feel a new beauty.

"Is this the so-called Otherworld?" Olga Marie patted the dust on her buttocks, "it feels ......" she closed her eyes, feeling the rhythm of the world, "as if ......" she opened her eyes in surprise, "as if it was the breath of the gods!" Olga Marie, of course, knew about the division of the magic era, and she looked at the lonely atmosphere around her, and there was a little more excitement in her heart.

"Seven Yao - Song of the Soul!" Strange looked at this place vigilantly, tightened the cloak on his body, and his strong spiritual power was revealed, and the area within a radius of about ten miles was scanned by him in a few seconds.

"It's exactly what the teacher said!" Strange looked at the sky, and the sound of a propeller was heard.

"Someone up ahead—but Strange?" A naïve girl pretended to ask, and a raiding witch with short black hair and short hair drove the flying foot on her foot to the front of the three, "I'm here to answer!" ”

"Hmmm! Am I Steve? Strange! Strange straightened his clothes and said to the black-haired girl more formally.

"Hey, there's finally someone new, it's hard!" The black-haired girl touched her head and smirked.

"What are you doing?" A stern female voice came, and Charlotte, a brown-haired girl, stopped in mid-air not far away.

"Newcomers are coming!" The Arro family beckoned to Charlotte, and their faces were full of joy, "Look, I was the first to find out!" "It's just a stupid look.

"Alright!" Charlotte flew to the side of the Arrow family and gave the Arrow family a beautiful hand knife to the sticking out tongue, "Welcome!" "Born into an aristocratic nature, Charlotte looks less like a soldier, but like a young lady.

"Well, hello, Miss Charlotte!" Strange knew that this was the witch who answered himself and others, although he was called a witch like his master, but one was medieval and medieval style, and they were steampunk style, which was quite incompatible.

"Do you need me to lead you around?" Charlotte bent down politely, "Go to our gathering place!" ”

"Well, that couldn't be better!" Olga Marie also returned the salute respectfully, "We also need a place where we can repair for a while!" "No matter how she is said to be the eldest lady from a famous family, her aristocratic etiquette education must not have been left behind.

"Well, then come with me!" Charlotte lifted the ears of the Arrow family and led the three of them with a bright smile, and even Lily was furious when she saw it.

"Anyway, are they so terrifying in their attacks on witches?" Lily approached Strange's ear and asked softly, "Pulling someone's ear while returning the favor so politely!" Her eyes were on the raiding witch duo leading the way.

"I don't know, alas, I'm not familiar with their witches!" Strange smiled awkwardly, since the day he came into contact with magic, he was an academic, he didn't have any combat training, well, in fact, there was, he once had a mock battle with a magician named Casillas, and the ghost knows why, every time he saw him, his desire to fight would swell surprisingly, and he touched his nose.

"Well, yes!" Lily was bored with herself, kicking the pebble next to her, looking around boredly, "It feels like going back to my time......"

"That's right," Strange looked at Lily in a daze, and couldn't help but have a question in his heart, "That ......" As a man of Western culture, they naturally have a long admiration for the legend of King Arthur, and must have a super thirst for knowledge about this, and now a living King Arthur is standing in front of him, although it is different from the appearance of his own brain, but at least it is King Arthur, isn't it.

"What's the matter?" Lily's eyes lit up with amusement as she looked out at the village-like landscape that was emerging in front of her.

"That...... I'd like to ask, ...... at the time of the Battle of the Sword Fence," Strange asked quietly to Lily, and little Olga Marie turned her ears to hear about the event.

"That's Xiao Mo, that bear kid is really ......" Lily tilted her head in thought, "Oh, don't ask, I won't answer if you ask!" ”

"Alas!" Strange shrugged his shoulders a little regretfully, in fact, what he wanted to ask most was how the two women gave birth to a son (sorry, Xiao Mo is also a female [funny"), is it ...... Strange lowered his head and thought, could it be that Gneville is a man? He was shocked by his own brain hole, as if it was really possible.

"When we arrive, there is a village ahead!" Charlotte flew through the air and introduced the village to the trio, "We've had a good relationship with King Heyudon of Rohan a few months ago, and we've established this market town! ”

"It's really a medieval place!" Strange looked at the dense town, an incomprehensible shout, noisy, but full of an indescribable rhythm, "It seems ......" his hands bloomed with a hint of Qiyao magic, purple light spread all over his body, and the words that had previously seemed like noise to his ears became pleasant, and he slowly understood their meaning.

"Hmm!" Little Olga Marie watched Strange's movements, and it was also suddenly realized, she took out a ruby from her pocket, recited a few complicated spells, and a burst of clarity poured into her mind, and she also knew the general idea of this so-called Rohan language, "What a strange language!" She tapped her lips, somewhat Celtic but borrowed from Egyptian, and she shook her head, not thinking about it anymore.

"Let's go see the specialty!" Lily became excited, "It would be a shame not to eat their specialties in another world!" Her eyes lit up.

"Uh......" Charlotte looked at Lily, and a wave of embarrassment welled up in her heart, "It's better not to have too much expectation!" "She misses the Black Forest cake in the Marvel world very much, and the barbecue here every day...... She patted her face, "You can go shopping first!" ”

"Hmm!" Strange nodded, and stepped into the market town first, where the bustle was greeted by an old man with a gray beard, a gray cloak, and a gray-blue pointed hat.

"Excuse me, are you also travelers?" The old man asked as if very kindly.

"Hmm!" Strange looked at the old man in surprise, and a superior mystery hung over the old man, "You are a mage?" He frowned.

"Ha, you ......," the old man smiled, and did not continue to speak, "I am just a wanderer wandering around!" ”

"My name is Stephen? Strange," Strange held out his hand, "new to your land, or you can call me ......" he remembered what Teacher Patchouli had said about taking a magical name, "Doctor Strange! He decided to use the magic name, maybe it was a choice in the dark.