Chapter 10: The Wandering Magician
Seeing this scene in front of her, Caterina's body took a step back uncontrollably, and there was silence in her mind.
After two seconds, her mouth opened on its own, and a male voice sounded:
"Yo, little crow. ”
Without waiting for the young man on the other side to respond, "Katarina" smiled to herself:
"It's only a few clones, will you look down on me too much?
"Are you the postman who made a special trip to deliver me extraordinary materials?
"Tell me, what do you want to cooperate with? I don't hate you too much, after all, the original thing was planned by that paranoid man, and the leader was Arista Tudot, and you can only be considered an accomplice. ”
The man on the other side grabbed the crown covered in rust and blood, straightened up, shook his head and smiled:
"As soon as I hear your voice, I don't want to cooperate a little, so let's get Sauron and Einhorn to come out and talk to me. ”
"Tsk, after all these years, you are still as willful as a child, do you remember who was responsible for holding you when you were a baby, and who burned your hair?" the "Red Angel" evil spirit scoffed at all.
The young man opposite straightened his monocle with his free hand, turned his body with a calm expression, and walked out of the door, without hesitation at all.
In the process, He sighed in a low voice:
"Childish. ”
Seeing that Amon really had no intention of staying, the "Red Angel" was silent for a few seconds, and before the other party walked out of the room, he manipulated Katarina's body, and said "hey":
"Don't think I don't know what you want to do, but it's okay, since you don't think the same thing as that paranoid when it comes to making up for the Lord, there's room for cooperation. ”
Amon stopped, half-turned, and looked at Katerina, the "White Witch" possessed by the evil spirit of the "Red Angel".
There seemed to be a slight flash of light from the monocle in his right eye.
............
In Achowa, a city that is being rebuilt after the war, there are many signs of fire in a pub.
"Toby, did you add too much damn water to this beer?" a man in a battered cap took the glass, took a sip, and couldn't help but grumble.
The boss, who acted as a bartender, snorted while wiping his glass:
"Remember the previous Prohibition? Olich, it would be nice to have wine for you!"
The brawny man known as Olrich muttered a few words, didn't say anything more, and drank his beer intently.
The bronze-skinned man with his sleeves rolled up next to him looked up and said:
"I've heard that Prohibition will be lifted soon, because the food from Fenerport will be coming in soon, and that Fursack and Intis will pay a lot of food!"
All I can say is, I hope so, may the Lord bless me. No sooner had Toby, the bar's owner, responded, when he heard the door open.
He looked up and saw a young man who appeared to be a wandering magician walking in.
The man, dressed in a black robe and a more classical top hat, walked all the way to the bar and sat down on a barstool.
"A glass of Southwell beer. The man laid out several bronze pennies.
The strong man named Olich looked sideways at the stranger and asked with a little curiosity:
"You're a foreigner, you're a magician?"
The young man, whose appearance was unremarkable, and which was impossible to remember, laughed and said:
"Yes, what I do best is getting people's wishes fulfilled. ”
Olich whistled suddenly:
"What did I hear?
"Fulfill people's wishes!
"Lord, there's a guy pretending to be a god here!"
Such a joke immediately caused laughter to erupt from the surroundings.
The young man, who called himself a magician, was not angry at all, and said with a smile:
"It was just a special magic trick. ”
Olich took a sip of his beer and laughed:
"Then grant me a wish, and let this miserly boss treat me to a beer. ”
"Good. The young man in the black robe raised his right hand and tapped it on the table.
With a thud, the barkeeper, Toby, poured a beer and pushed it in front of Olich, then withdrew his hand and repeated the act of wiping the glass.
Such a familiar scene made Olich stunned for a moment, and shouted a little dazedly:
"Toby, do you know him?"
"I don't know. Toby, the boss, glanced at Olich like a fool.
"......" Olic lifted his cup uncertainly and took a careful sip to test whether Toby would make him pay.
Seeing that the bar owner no longer paid attention to him, the strong man turned his head sideways in astonishment and looked at the young man in a black robe and a high hat:
"How did you do that?"
"I said it, a special magic trick. The young man took a leisurely sip of Southwell's beer.
Olich was stunned, and the man next to him who rolled up his sleeves sneered and said:
"I bet you and Toby must have agreed that your banging on the table is saying that you pay for the beer. ”
"You can make another wish. The wandering magician replied nonchalantly.
"My brother's home and I are being rebuilt after it collapsed in a previous bombing, and my wish is that it will be restored to its original state before I return. The man who rolled up his sleeves said with a slight expression.
This is not an easy task.
The wandering magician raised his right hand, snapped his fingers, and said with a smile:
"Well, your wish has come true. ”
The people watching the bar laughed, no longer paying attention to the stranger and his clumsy magic show.
After drinking, the man with his sleeves rolled up and Olich left the bar drunk, and walked all the way to the street near the suburbs.
A quarter of an hour later, they returned to the vicinity of their home, where they were rebuilding, ready to burrow into a tent issued by the government.
At this moment, a cool breeze blew, and they shivered at the same time.
Immediately after, they were greeted by an intact two-story building, a house they were all too familiar with, and which they had spent years of savings.
Olrich and his brother subconsciously turned their heads sideways and looked at each other, finding the same blankness in each other's eyes.
"I haven't drunk much...... Toby's damn guy mixed so much water into the booze!" Olic muttered, looking like he was hallucinating drunk.
His brother didn't respond, and after a few seconds of froze, he spread his legs and rushed towards the house, stroking the walls and gates.
"Really, really......" he muttered to himself, as if he was crazy.
Olich made a similar move, and was surprised and frightened to finally confirm that the house he was rebuilding had been restored to its original state.
At this moment, his brother suddenly spoke:
"My wish has come true, that magician, that magician......"
As he spoke, he turned around and ran towards the bar before, and Olrich came to his senses and followed closely.
Bang!
They pushed the bar door open with all their might, rushed in, and eagerly set their eyes on the bar.
However, the wandering magician in the black robe and top hat was long gone, and he did not know when he had left.
Olrich and his brother looked around, relieved and as if they had lost something.
In the city's square, the young wandering magician was crouching in front of a little girl about ten years old.
"My magic trick is to grant you a wish. He glanced sideways at the Night Chapel not far away.
The little girl came out of the night mass, and she seemed to prefer the empty square.
She thought for a moment, looked at the gentle Mr. Magician opposite and said:
"My wish is to bring my dad, uncle and brother back to life, I don't want their pensions......"
The wandering magician did not respond, and looked at the little girl in front of him with a deep gaze.
The little girl tugged at her mouth and smiled reluctantly:
"I was just kidding, my mother said that even the gods can't fulfill that wish......"
As she spoke, she buried her head and looked at her toes:
"I just want, I want Dad, hug me again......"
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly noticed that there was a shadow in front of her, and she subconsciously raised her head and looked to the side.
There stood a red-clad and white-pants Rune soldier, who did not hold a gun, smiled heartily, and bent his back as usual and spread his arms.
"Daddy......" The little girl suddenly rushed forward and threw herself into the warm embrace, "I miss you so much......"
At this time, the wandering young magician pressed the top hat on his head, straightened up, and walked to the exit of the square.
In the night breeze, his black robe swayed gently in the empty square.
............
In the blink of an eye, in the ancient palace above the gray fog, the members of the Tarot Society appeared at the same time, neatly greeting Mr. "Fool".
Klein looked around and suddenly felt something:
The "Hanged Man" is currently the cardinal of the Storm Church and is in charge of the diocese of the Rorsted Islands; "Justice" is the Hidden King of the Sea and one of the Ten Pillars of the Morse Ascetic, although he has temporarily lost contact with the Psychological Alchemy Society, "Sun" is the elder of the "Council of Six" in Silver City, "Moon" is the Earl of Blood, "Star" is the senior deacon of the Night Church, and "The Hermit" is the Hidden King of the Sea, one of the ten pillars of the Morse Ascetic.
Except for "The Magician" and "Judgment", there is only Sequence 5, and the rest of the members of the Tarot Society are already demigods, and they are the high-level leaders of different forces in the mysterious world.
And "Magician" is supported by the Abraham family, and there is a great hope that he will be promoted to "Mystic" in Sequence 4 within the year.
In other words, the most difficult thing to improve her strength at present is "Trial", she is only one of the middle and high-level of MI9, and it is very difficult to become a demigod.
The "Fool" Klein, who was shrouded in gray mist, quickly retracted his gaze and laughed at himself in his heart:
It's finally like a high-end secret organization...... However, it always gives me the feeling that this is a meeting of the major forces......
He then bowed his head gently to the members of the tarot congregation:
"Let's get started. ”
PS: Change first, then change