After finishing today's combat and shooting training, it was already 6 o'clock in the afternoon of the same day. Brian awkwardly carried the three birdcages and went straight back to the "Catherine Show." ”

He said hello to Miss Demi, who was in charge of the reception, and walked into the backyard. At this time, Lady Catherine and Lulu were still outside at work, while Arnold was still locked in the room, thinking about the "graded performance".

Without bothering Arnold, Brian went straight to the studio in the backyard and found Cole Terry in the studio. Cole wears a taupe sweater and tools in his hands, banging in front of the messy tool table, as if he is making something.

Since it was not too early and he had to go home later, Brian was not too polite, and asked directly after the greeting: "Mr. Cole, I saw the word 'inspiration' in the information that Lady Catherine gave me, and I am curious what it is, can you tell me?"

"Of course." Cole stopped what he was doing, took out a cigarette from the small box on the workbench and put it in his mouth, looked up and said slowly: "To put it simply, 'inspiration' is similar to human power and energy, and all extraordinary abilities are powered by 'inspiration'. When 'inspiration' is overused, professionals will feel exhausted and will lose the opportunity to use their supernatural abilities until they recover. ”

"Sure enough, it's the same as I guessed!" Listening to the explanation, Brian affirmed in his heart. When he had just read that information and had doubts, Brian had a similar guess in his heart. However, for the sake of insurance, he chose to ask Mr. Cole, who was knowledgeable about the occult.

As he spoke, a flame burst out of thin air from the tip of Cole's finger, lit the cigarette in his mouth, and after taking a deep breath and exhaling it, he continued, "Remember what I just said?" Inspiration' is similar to human strength, and can likewise be grown through exercise. And the way to grow is to 'play', which is to gradually grasp the magical power brought by the career card. ”

After explaining, Cole asked with concern and curiosity: "By the way, Brian, have you made any progress in 'playing'?" Or maybe it's a special ...... Pleasure. ”

Brian recalled, "After reading the materials, I already had some ideas. As for the pleasure you mentioned, I had some special, but not obvious, feelings when I was in the casino, I don't know if you said it. ”

"Casino...... Cole thought about it seriously, and then nodded: "It should be, using the ability in the casino is a kind of magic show in itself."

Brian tilted his head slightly, and asked curiously, "Mr. Cole, does this have any special meaning?"

Cole took another drag on his cigarette and explained, "It's a sign that you're getting to grips with the Pro Card, which proves that it's useful to go to the casino every night."

……

After a busy day's work, Noel Morris rode home on his bicycle.

The vacant position in the upper echelons of the company a few days ago has been filled by a friend of his. Now that there is no brainless superior like a wild man, his work is much easier, and people naturally have a lot more smiles than before.

Twisting open the door, a fragrance came to the nostrils, and Noel took off his heavy coat and top hat and put it on the hanger, and sighed: "It's so fragrant!" Brian, what's good to eat tonight? ”

Brian, who had calculated the time to make dinner, turned off the open fire on the stove, and then brought the freshly prepared dinner to the table, and then smiled: "Tonight is rye bread, vegetable salad, and wheat porridge."

As usual, Knoll took out two pairs of cutlery from the cupboard, one for his brother and one for himself.

"It's a bit of a shame that there's no meat, but it's hearty and delicious enough."

Brian understood his brother's overly direct hint and smiled, "There will definitely be tomorrow night."

……

After dinner, the two brothers washed the dishes, went back to their bedrooms to rest, and fell asleep one by one.

Brian is one of the most elaborately arranged, inherently beautiful, and incomparably grand theaters filled with crowds of spectators. At this time, he could not speak, act, or think, so he could only stand silently in his position, waiting for the next performance.

Soon, the curtain of the theater slowly opened to the two sides, and a magician wearing a top hat and a black tuxedo, whose face could not be seen clearly, stepped onto the stage and began his performance.

Poker after poker appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the pokers changed in his hand, disappeared, and appeared again and again, and if it weren't for the fact that the audience in the theater was as sluggish as wood and did not move, it would have caused bursts of applause and cheers.

And Brian, who had been watching all this, collapsed little by little after the magic show, like a candle melted by high temperature, and slowly turned into a pool of blood.

"Hah...... Phew~Whew~" Brian in the dream suddenly woke up, lifted the quilt helplessly, left the bed halfway, and stood up.

"The dream just now...... Brian suddenly fell into his memory, remembering a dream that was slightly the same as this one, but it was not the main thing.

In the flashback, Brian found another piece of knowledge in his head.

Swapping: Two items can be exchanged by air without touching. However, the value of the items should not differ too much, and once it is beyond the scope of the magician's ability, the failure rate will increase greatly, or even have no chance of success.

"It's ...... New supernatural abilities? Brian was pleasantly surprised to leave the wooden bed, ready to test his abilities.

Picking up a quill from the cabinet, he looked at the books on the cabinet and used "exchange". In an instant, the position of the quill and the book were reversed, and the item in Brian's hand was no longer the quill just now, but the book placed on the cabinet.

"It's magical, it's almost impossible to see what happened in that moment with the naked eye." With a sigh of emotion, Brian turned to sigh: "However, such an extraordinary ability does not seem to have the effect of killing targets, and in terms of combat, I am still very weak." Without the use of modern weapons, I simply can't beat anyone. Well...... I can still give it a try to any professional or ordinary person. ”

At this moment, a slender figure appeared outside the window of the room, and the figure stood in the air, and after an inaudible whisper, it went directly through the window and entered the bedroom.

"Brian, I'm here to pick you up, now let's go!"