With permission, Ms. Lyrela entered the lobby lounge and came to a young man with a lost expression and a bowed head that was silent. That's what Dennis just turned down. Brian, on the other hand, stood by and waited for news.

It wasn't long before Ms. Lyreira waved at Brian. When Brian saw this, he took a few steps in silence and took a closer look at the young man.

The young man was in his early 20s and wore a simple white suit with matching trousers. He has a clean face, short pale blonde hair neatly groomed, and bright golden pupils, and is an out-and-out beautiful man.

The young man hid the sorrow under his eyebrows, and at the same time pressed his waist, sat up from the delicate and beautiful wooden chair, stretched out his right hand to Brian and said, "Hello! My name is Miles Huntington. ”

Brian stretched out his hand and introduced himself in a self-deprecating manner: "Brian Morris, a magician who is not yet famous."

Miles didn't say much, just nodded, and sat back down in silence.

Seeing that the scene was deadlocked, Ms. Lyreira, who was sitting next to her, said, "It is the case that Mr. Myers wants to invite a magician to his house and perform a small house magic trick."

With that, she turned her gaze to Brian and motioned for you to take over.

Knowing that he was being underestimated, Brian smiled slightly, thinking in his heart about how he could prove himself quickly. Soon, he had a powerful idea.

"I think I'm up to the task, Mr. Myers." Brian gently lowered the brim of his hat, and the whole person began to wander around the edge of the table, as if looking at something.

The dining table is a round wooden table, covered with a white cloth with a pattern on the edges, and two cups of tea on the white cloth. One cup is a sweet iced tea with a fresh fragrance, and the other is a rich coffee.

Miles raised his head curiously, his deep and bright golden eyes looked directly at Brian, and he watched quietly with mixed feelings. And Miss Lerella, too, watched with interest, wanting to see what Brian would do.

After more than ten seconds, Brian stopped looking, looked up at Ms. Lyreira and asked, "Can you give me a towel?" A slightly larger handkerchief will also work. ”

"Of course." Ms. Lyrela nodded affirmatively, then got up and headed to the counter, returning with a clean white handkerchief. She handed it to Brian and finally sat back in her seat.

"Thank you." Brian politely thanked him and began his show.

He spread out the handkerchief with both hands, slowly covered it over the coffee in front of him, and then quickly pulled it away, and the coffee that was still steaming disappeared on the table, and there was no trace of its existence.

Ms. Lyreira, who had been following Brian's movements, was stunned at the same time as Miles, unable to understand what had happened in the moment just now. They instinctively looked into Brian's hands to find the missing cup of coffee, but after looking left and right, they saw no sign of the coffee.

Without waiting for the two to make any more moves, Brian walked out a few steps to the next empty table, and spread his handkerchief flat on the table.

Then he stretched out his right hand and raised it halfway, snapping his fingers crisply, and with this seemingly magical sound, the handkerchief that lay flat on the table gradually bulged, as if something was growing under the handkerchief.

"Oh my God!" Miles let out an exclamation of surprise, and then got up in disbelief, came to Brian's side, bent down and carefully examined the handkerchief, wanting to know how that incredible scene had been done.

Ms. Lyrela, who was wearing a long purple dress, followed suit, but unlike Miles, her attention was more focused on Brian.

Out of the professional habits of magicians, Lerella wanted to see through the mystery of this magic trick at the first time, and because of this, she knew that the magic was over, and it was almost impossible to see what was wrong with the props, only to observe the magician's finishing work.

But she still didn't see anything this time, or Bryan didn't do anything at all.

"What a neat and tidy approach," Lerella exclaimed in her heart.

Under the blazing gaze of the two of them, Brian removed the handkerchief that had protruded from it, and as expected, a steaming cup of coffee was revealed.

Although he thinks that there are many shortcomings in this performance, it is a real success, which can be seen in the only two audiences.

Sweeping away the previous decadence, Miles raised his head happily and grabbed Brian's hands: "Mr. Brian, your magic is amazing, it's incredible!"

As he spoke, he recalled his previous attitude towards the magician in front of him, his expression gradually became embarrassed, and he whispered weakly, "I'm sorry for the neglect just now...... Mr. Brian, I would like to hire you to come to my house in three days for a house show for £15...... No, £20! May I? ”

Miles knows that while he has increased his pay by £5, it is still very low in the eyes of some big-name magicians.

But Brian doesn't think so, and for him and Noll, whose family has been living on a tight budget, £20 is already very high.

Also increased by 5 pounds? The corners of Brian's mouth curled up, and his body lowered slightly, "This is exactly what I wanted, Mr. Miles."

"That's great!" A smile gradually appeared on Miles' face, and he continued: "Three days later, at 15 'Si's Street', before 12 noon, is this time and address convenient for you?"

"I'll be there on time!"

After Brian agreed to Miles' commission, Miles left the Magicians Club in a hurry, as if there was something to do. Brian exchanged a few more polite words with Lerella before leaving the Magicians Club.

Taking out a modest pocket watch from under his brown coat, Brian glanced at the time casually, it was 1:42 p.m., and it was still a long way from 3 p.m.

"I still have some free time, maybe I can go buy a pigeon to feed ......"

As soon as he thought of it, Brian followed the street signs and came to "Corner West Saint Street". This is a specially made shopping street in Puze City, where there are many shops and goods for sale, and you can buy a lot of things here.

Walking through the not-so-loose crowd and straight into a poultry shop, Brian whispered to the counter at the entrance of the store, "I want to buy a few white pigeons, do you have any recommendations?"

Standing at the counter was a middle-aged man with a wide heart and a fat body, wearing a loose gray coat, a sparse beard, and a lingering smile on his face, flicking his tongue at a colorful bird in the birdcage in his hand, and the bird was also "chirping" at him.

Hearing the guest's inquiry, the middle-aged man first turned his head to look at Brian, and introduced himself in a hoarse voice without any surprise: "My name is Paul Jasper, and I am the owner of this bird store. What do you buy white pigeons for? Knowing this, I can better recommend it to you. ”

Brian nodded in understanding, "I need a few white doves for the verbal performance."

Paul Jasper thought about it and quickly had an idea. He gently placed the birdcage in his hand on the counter and led Brian towards the store.

There are a lot of greenery around the store, giving you the illusion of entering a green garden. In addition, the walls on both sides are covered with hooks that extend from each other, and on these hooks hang wooden birdcages of the same style.

Strange to Brian, none of the cages were doored, which meant that most of the birds were flying sideways around the room, or perched on a few wooden bars hanging from the ceiling, looking messy but giving a sense of energy.

Soon Paul walked to a birdcage, pointed to a white dove lying on the door of the birdcage and said, "Guest, what do you think of it?" Its name is 'Oriental', and it is a white dove that is not very lively, and I believe that its personality should be able to better match your performance. ”

After saying that, Paul avoided Brian's misunderstanding and suspected that he was recommending a white pigeon in poor condition to sell to him, so he immediately explained: "Don't look at the 'East' as it is now, in fact it is very obedient."

To prove the truth of this statement, Paul beckoned to the white dove named 'East'. Seeing this, 'Oriental' opened his mouth slightly, as if yawning, before he waved his white wings and stood on Paul's arm.

"'Oriental'? Strange name. Brian first commented on the name of the white pigeon, and then said, "I didn't think that way, it looks nice and obedient." Still, I'd like to see the others first. ”

"Good guest!" Paul nodded enthusiastically, ready to put down 'Orient', but in the next moment he saw 'Orient' flutter his wings and fly onto Brian's brown top hat and sit on it.

At the same time, several other birds hovering in the air also landed on top of Brian's head, making the top hat look very crowded, like a complete bird's nest.

"Uh......" Brian and Paul were not too surprised, they looked at each other and did not speak for a while.

When he reacted, Paul put his fingers to his lips and whistled melodiously. Hearing the sound of thoughtfulness, all the birds in the store immediately moved and flew back to their "homes" one by one, including the few above Brian's head.

Brian showed a thoughtful look for a moment, remembering what Miss Elf, Lulu Senior, had said: "Don't worry! Feel relieved! Nothing is a problem! It's just that the medicinal effect is too strong, and the emerald grass in the potion is ripe, and it won't affect you in any way. On the contrary, Brian you will also gain a certain 'natural affinity'. ”

The peculiar phenomenon of "affinity with nature," or rather an effect, had been described by Cole Terry, the elegant old gentleman, in a occult class a few days earlier.

"Nature affinity" gives the surrounding flora and fauna a special sense of closeness to oneself. And this phenomenon mainly appears in the "nature elves", which also makes their status as "darlings of nature" well deserved.

"But that alone seems to be much weaker than what the book says."

In order to enrich his occult knowledge, Brian learned from Miss Lulu about the elves in addition to studying with Cole, including a specific description of "natural affinity".

I heard that powerful elves can control the plants of an entire area to help them fight, and they are very powerful. And he, who also has this effect, obviously does not have this ability......

In the end, after some selection, Brian bought three white pigeons, namely "Dongfang", which felt very fateful, and two white pigeons named "Xixi" and "Cloud", respectively.

After delivering 4 soles and 5 pence, Brian carried the three bird cages, and before leaving, asked with interest: "Mr. Paul, have you chosen the names of so many birds?"

Paul collected the money and replied with a grin: "Of course! Only in this way can I get along better with them. However, after raising more, the name will gradually become casual, if you don't think it sounds good and don't like it, there is no problem with changing the name. Rest assured, they're smart, and even if they change their names, they can understand some simple commands. ”

"No, I love the name they have now." Brian smiled as he left his last words in the shop, then strolled towards the fight club, ready to begin today's training.