Mordo was not polite, Ian agreed to help, and he began to use these three powerful allies.

As for Captain America, he directly ignored it, and for Kama Taj, Steve Rogers' aura was meaningless, unless he could inherit the Brotherhood of the Aegis, and he would have the qualifications to meet with the Supreme Mage.

"Long story short!"

Mordox sat across from Ian and said:

"We're dealing with a new clan of vampires entrenched on the East Coast, all of whom were newly converted from World War II."

"These brutes have ignored the Supreme Mage's ban and have been converting their dependents, and have even put their hands into the secular government."

Boom!

The more Mordo spoke, the more angry he became, slamming his fist on the table, gritting his teeth as if he was going to eat those vampires in his stomach.

"Kama Taj doesn't have enough manpower, and it's not convenient for the Lord to directly intervene in the power of the secular government, so I've put it off until now."

"You kid boasted to His Holiness that you have taken the sea, and I just took this opportunity to eradicate those things in the United States at once."

"Behind the expansion of these people, are there second-generation vampires?" Ian was really curious to hear about these regulars in fantasy works.

But such words attracted Mordo's eyes: "Do you know what you are talking about?" Those trash really dared to collude with the second-generation vampires, and they would have been burned to ashes by the Venerable's wrath long ago. ”

"That's right!"

Ian nodded, not having much interest in a group of ordinary vampires who died at the sight of the light.

The original vampire in the Marvel world was a wizard who borrowed the knowledge of the Dark Book and transformed himself into this kind of monster.

After more than 10,000 years of tossing, the wizard didn't want to live anymore, so he handed over the Dark Book to Dracula and committed suicide by walking into the sun.

As a new continent, the United States does not even have three generations of vampires, and the most powerful clan now is Deacon Frost, who grew up with modern industrial society.

This old brother is the sworn enemy of the Blade Warrior, he doesn't know any magic, and he doesn't know how deep the water in the wizarding world is, and his mind is full of how to get out of the control of the European vampire clan and then control the whole world.

"How many arcane mages have you prepared?" Ian was already thinking about a plan to kill these guys.

This group of goods is a group of scum in the original book, there is no need to save it at all, treat this group of vampires, one word - kill!

"Although ordinary vampires are at the lowest level of the wizarding world, this is not a problem for the capitalists in human society."

"Just keep alive and be their man. That garbage doesn't care if it's human or whatever. ”

Killing a small vampire clan wasn't too hard for him, and it was the humans who colluded with them that were in trouble.

"Are you testing my resolve?" Mordo frowned, and said very unhappily:

"His Holiness should have told you that I am the Kama Taj who is the least tolerant of those dark creatures. You don't need to worry, the whole New York Temple, Casillas and I will stand with you. ”

"I'm not worried about your determination about magical creatures!"

Ian shook his head slowly, and said, "But this time it is inevitable to come into contact with the upper echelons of human society, and I personally don't mind making a big fuss." But is Kama Taj willing to do it to ordinary people? ”

"The Supreme Mage is the true ruler of the earth!" Mordo made his attitude clear in one sentence.

In the past, the mystical mages did not participate in the development of human beings, firstly, at the behest of the Supreme Mage, they did not want to interfere with the natural development of human beings; The second is that there are too many dangerous magical knowledge in magic, which is not suitable for large-scale dissemination.

"Okay, let's leave for New York!"

Ian stood up and said he was leaving, without a bit of mud and water.

"Don't worry, since I have signed a covenant with the Supreme Mage, I will definitely help you solve the troubles of ordinary people."

Mordo looked at the kind smile on Ian's face, and always felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help but remind: "You still have to be cautious, the existence of Kama Taj must not be revealed." ”

"Don't worry."

Ian waved his hand and assured Mordo, and he walked to the next room.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk!"

He knocked on the door, got permission, and walked into the room.

"Captain, do you feel like you're still used to living here?"

Steve, who was dressed in a black arcane mage's robe, looked away from the "Modern History of the World", looked at Ian who walked in, and said with a smile: "The environment here is not bad, much better than when we fought with the Germans." ”

Ian locked him in his room all day and didn't let him go a step away.

Steve still thinks of himself as a member of the U.S. military, and if he learns about Kama Taj, according to the professional ethics of an officer, he will report it up.

"Ian, when are you going to let me out of here?" Steve reluctantly accepts the fact that he's slept for more than sixty years, desperate to find his friends who don't know if they're still alive.

"I'm going to New York to solve some troubles, I can take you with me, captain."

With his hands on his chest and leaning against the doorframe, Ian said to him, "But before you go, you have to promise me one thing." You can't tell anyone what you've seen or heard during this operation. ”

"It's not a reasonable request, and if you want me to say yes, you need to give me a reason."

Steve wanted to reach out to the others as soon as possible, but he was also curious about what organization Ian belonged to.

"It doesn't matter, it's just that this operation involves supernatural forces. Some things are not suitable for the general public, so I hope the captain will sign a contract first. ”

Ian took out a piece of parchment with a dozen lines of Latin written on it, shining with the positive energy of Emperor Weishan.

Rituals and contracts, an important discipline in magic.

From Vishandi to Asgard, to Sithorne and the demons outside the lower levels, they all played a good contract.

The devils, represented by Mephisto, do not know how many souls they have harvested from ancient times to the present.

Ian didn't use dark magic, he wasn't a demon, the human soul meant nothing to him, and Steve wasn't a vicious person who didn't need to be that ruthless.

"This contract guarantees that under no circumstances will you be able to reveal what you see or hear to anyone."

Ian touched his chin and said, "Don't worry, I didn't add any other terms, don't worry." ”

Steve picked up the parchment and glanced at it, his face instantly embarrassed.

"Any questions?"

Ian touched his chin, and if he didn't want to sign, he would have to use coercion to clean his memory or simply not take him out.

"I went to the factory before I even finished middle school. It wasn't until I joined the army that I had the opportunity to learn, but all I learned was military. ”

"I really don't understand something as strange as Latin!"

It's not that Steve feels inferior to Ian, it's just that he was confronting Ian with a fierce attitude just now, but now he can't even read a word, which is somewhat embarrassing.

"Well, I didn't think about that."

Ian took out his pen and wrote the English version of the treaty under Latin.

After repeated review, Steve still signed his name.

In Ian's hands anyway, he had no other choice.

"Very well, hopefully we can continue to work together like this in the future."

Ian took back the contract and tossed the star-wielding shield to him.

"Come with me, we'll leave for New York now."

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