"Knock knock!"

“……”

Just inside the old-fashioned building, several men in sackcloth looked at Booker who walked to the door and stood there, and when they were talking to each other, Booker at the door withdrew his gaze after seeing that most of his colleagues had left, and then knocked on the door directly.

Several people in the New York Temple were dumbfounded.

After a while.

The door opens.

A man dressed in sackcloth, who looked like an ascetic, looked at the Muggle in front of him with a look of disbelief and indescribability.

What's going on.

Could it be that the magic that shielded mortals failed, or did the temple's shielding technique expire and there was no renewal, resulting in no magic support, so it just became invalid?

Otherwise, how could a mortal be able to see their temple?

It's not scientific.

Wrong.

It's not even magical.

Booker lowered his head, took out the document from his arms with a blank face, and looked at the Templar mage in front of him who was looking at him with an indescribable expression: "NTPD, there are a few questions, don't mind." ”

The Templar mage's brows furrowed, and he didn't know how to answer.

After all, since he practiced Supreme Magic in the Great Snow Mountain, he had been isolated from the world, and he was assigned to work on the side of the New York Temple, and he rarely had contact with mortals outside.

It's not a world, or even, it's not a class of creatures.

That's when it happened.

"Let him in."

“……&”

The Templar mage, who was thinking about how to answer Booker's question, heard the voice and turned his head to look, from the staircase leading to the second floor, a gentleman wearing a black suit and even a tie, who looked like Hannibal, walked down slowly: "He...... In a way, it's one of us. ”

The Templar was dumbfounded once more.

When Booker heard this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, looked at Casillas who walked down from the second floor, and greeted: "Long time no see." ”

Yes.

Booker knew Casillas, let's put it this way, when Booker was still seven or eight years old, once, almost, and Casillas became brothers.

Casillas came to the door, the gentleman smiled, and, without looking, replied to the Templar mage next to him, who was full of doubts, and looked at Booker: "If he had been accepted by the Supreme Mage, I wouldn't have seen him for a long time, Mr. Underwood." ”

"Call me Booker."

Booker said to Casillas, and then, looking at the hand of friendship that Casillas handed over, shook hands like an old friend: "Long time no see, Lecter." ”

"Come in and sit down?"

"Okay."

Booker accepted Casillas' invitation with a smile and stepped directly into the halls of the New York Temple.

Buzz.

The two police officers, who were finishing the finishing touches across the road, felt a flower behind them, turned their heads to look, and then, scratching their heads, looking at the wall across the road in confusion, they felt that they must be dazzled.

"Coffee? Tea? ”

"Bourbon!"

“……”

Casillas looked at Booker, who turned around and directly said the third option, the expression on his face froze for a moment, and then, with a wave of his right hand.

Moment.

The surrounding scenery changed, as if it had been stretched, and when they recovered, the two of them were already in a room on the second floor.

Booker looked at the couch beneath him and smiled.

"Give."

Casillas handed Booker a wine glass: "1928, the first year of production at the Thunder Bourbon Distillery. ”

Booker took the glass and thanked him.

"No thanks."

Casillas laughed, folded his hands, leaned back, and a single sofa appeared straight behind him, holding Casillas straight up.

Seeing this, Booker's eyebrows raised again.

Showmanship.

No doubt.

Casillas laughed and said, "Have you eaten, let's have breakfast together?" ”

Breakfast with you?

I'm afraid you'll give it to me.

Booker listened to Casillas's words, his eyes moved up to the top of Casillas's head, and he directly threw away a shot of insight.

[Name: "Casillas Lecter"]

[Level: "66"]

[HP: 660/660]

[Magic: 660/660]

[Faction: Friendly]

[Affiliation: Weishan Emperor Dimension]

【Talents:】

[Dark magic mastery:" In the practice of black magic, it has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort. ”】

【Skill:】

[Out-of-body soul: "Separate the soul from the body in order to enter the soul plane, where the soul body can float, pass through objects, and even manipulate the real world"]

[Dimensional Mirroring: "Create a mirror dimension, pull enemies into it, and in the mirror dimension, the user can distort reality at will, resist gravity, and change objects"]

[Dimensional Gate: "Open portals that can lead to places at will, as long as they are strong enough, they can open portals to the sun"]

[Red Ring: A hand-held magical energy shield formed by both hands, which can increase its power during melee combat.] ”】

【……】

Wow!

Booker exclaimed in his heart, looking at Casillas, who once had only one talent and a zero level, but now he has reached so six, looking at so many colorful skills, it is completely impossible to say that he is not envious.

But......

Casillas seemed to catch the flash of envy in Booker's eyes, and his hands folded in front of his chest moved slightly, and then, with a smile, looked at Booker: "You really should have joined us at that time." ”

Booker smiled.

Twenty-seven years ago, Booker was accidentally reincarnated in the Marvel Universe because of an accident, and after the system was launched, he gave a free lottery session.

If Booker was the emperor at that time, he could directly ascend to the sky in one step and draw the star-casting power of the star-casting old dragon king, and he could directly choose to lie flat and live an unscrupulous life.

It's a pity.

Booker wasn't a European emperor then, and now, it doesn't seem to be.

At that time, Booker, in the first lottery, won the talent was the extraordinary evil power of the evil little mage Vega.

At that time, Booker didn't know that this extraordinary evil power was actually a cheat, and thought that this extraordinary evil power was a growth magic skill, and Booker was still in his infancy, so he fantasized about giving him enough time to develop, with unlimited magic, and directly pushed the dream of the universe.

Afterward......

By the time Booker was almost seven years old, his extraordinary evil power was also accompanied by Booker's killing of fish and chickens, and after saving up to about 100 points, Booker at that time suddenly had an epiphany.

At that time, Booker realized that this so-called growth magic skill, extraordinary evil power, was a cheat.

One word.

It's useless!

……