Lord of the Mysteries v7c10 - Tencent MTL

Seeing this, Katarina's body took an uncontrolled step back, and there was silence in her mind.

After two seconds, her mouth opened itself and made a male voice:

"Yo, little crow."

Without waiting for the young man opposite to respond, Katarina smiled to herself:

"there are only a few people here, isn't it too contemptuous of me?

"are you the postman who made a special trip to send me special materials?

"come on, is there anything you want to cooperate with? I don't hate you too much, after all, the paranoia planned it, and it was led by Arista. Tudor, you are only an accessory. "

The man opposite caught the crown covered with rust and blood, straightened up, shook his head and smiled:

"as soon as I heard your voice, I didn't want to cooperate. I'll tell you what, let Soren and Einhorn come out and talk to me."

"Tut-tut, after all these years, you are still as wayward as a child. Do you remember who was responsible for holding you when you were a baby? Who burned your hair? " The evil spirit of the Red Angel mocked at all.

The young man on the other side straightened his glasses with his spare hand, turned his body peacefully and walked out of the door without hesitation.

In the process, he sighed in a low voice:

"childish."

Seeing that Amon really had no desire to stay, the Red Angel was silent for a few seconds, manipulating Katarina's body before the other party came out of the room, and said, "Hey":

"Don't think that I don't know what you want to do, but it doesn't matter. Since you are different from that paranoid mind when it comes to making up for the Lord, there is room for cooperation."

Amon stopped, turned half-way, and looked at Katarina, the White Devil, who was possessed by the evil spirit of the Red Angel.

There seems to be a slight flash of light in the monocle glasses in his right eye.

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In Ahowa County, a city being rebuilt after the war, there are many signs of fire in the bar.

"Toby, did you add too much damn water to this beer?" A man in a shabby cap took the cup, took a sip, and couldn't help complaining.

The boss, who works as a bartender, snorted as he wiped the glass:

"remember the prohibition before? Ollie, it would be nice to have wine for you! "

The strong man, known as Ollie, muttered a few words, said nothing more, and drank the beer intently.

The bronze-skinned man, rolling up his sleeves beside him, looked around and said:

"I hear that prohibition will be lifted soon, because Fineport's food will be delivered soon, and Fossack and Intis will pay for a lot of food!"

"I can only say, I hope so, and may God bless you. No sooner had Toby, the bar owner, responded than he heard the door open.

He looked up and saw a young man who seemed to be a wandering magician coming in.

The man, dressed in a black robe and a more classical top hat, walked all the way to the bar and sat on a high stool.

"A glass of Nanwell beer." The man put out several copper pennies.

The strong man named Ollie looked sideways at the stranger and asked a little curiously:

"are you a stranger? A magician? "

The unforgettable young man smiled and said:

"Yes, my best trick is to make people's wishes fulfilled."

Ollie suddenly whistled:

"what did I hear?

"fulfill people's wishes!

"Lord, there is a guy pretending to be a god!"

This kind of teasing immediately made the surroundings roar with laughter.

The young man who called himself the magician was not angry at all. He smiled and said:

"it's just a special trick."

Ollie Gollum took a sip of beer and laughed.

"then grant me a wish and let the stingy boss buy me a beer."

"good." The young man in the black robe raised his right hand and tapped on the table.

In a thumping voice, the bar owner Toby poured a glass of beer, pushed it in front of Ollie, then withdrew his hand and repeated the act of wiping the glass.

Such a scene of deja vu made Ollie froze and shouted a little blankly:

"Toby, do you know him?"

"No." Toby, the boss, glanced at Oliver as if he were a fool.

"." Ollie picked up the cup with uncertainty and took a careful sip to see if Toby asked him to pay.

Seeing that the bar owner no longer spoke to him, the strong man turned his head in astonishment and looked at the young man in black robe and high hat:

"how did you do that?"

"I told you, a special trick." The young man took a leisurely sip of Nanwell beer.

Oliver was surprised and uncertain, and the man next to him who rolled up his sleeves gave a sneer:

"I bet you and Toby have talked about it before. the way you knock on the table is to say that you pay for the beer."

"you can make another wish." The wandering magician replied carelessly.

"my brother and I are rebuilding our home in a previous bombing, and my wish is that it will return to its original shape before I return." The man who rolled up his sleeves said slightly proudly.

This is not an easy task.

The wandering magician raised his right hand, snapped his fingers, then smiled and said:

"well, your wish has come true."

The people watching this side of the bar laughed and stopped paying attention to the stranger and his botched magic show.

After drinking, the man who rolled up his sleeves left the bar drunkenly with Ollie and walked all the way to the street near the suburbs.

A quarter of an hour later, they returned to the neighborhood where they were rebuilding, ready to get into the tent issued by the government.

At this time, a cool breeze blew, which made them shudder at the same time.

Then an intact two-story building came into view, a house they were so familiar with that they had spent years of savings to build.

Ollie and his brother subconsciously tilted their heads, looked at each other, and found the same bewilderment in each other's eyes.

"I didn't drink much. Toby, that damn guy put so much water in the wine! " Oliver mumbled as if he were drunk and hallucinating.

His brother did not respond, and after a few seconds in a daze, he suddenly spread his legs, rushed to the house, and stroked the walls and gates.

"really, really." He kept mumbling to himself as if he were crazy.

Oliver made a similar move and finally made sure that the house he was rebuilding had been restored to its original shape, which made him both surprised and frightened.

Just then, his brother suddenly said:

"my wish came true, that magician, that magician."

In the future, he turned his body, ran away, and ran to the previous bar. Ollie woke up and followed.

Bang!

They pushed open the door of the bar, rushed in, and eagerly looked at the bar.

However, the wandering magician in a black robe and a high bowler hat had long since disappeared and did not know when he had left.

Ollie and his brother looked around, breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to have lost something.

In the square of the city, the young wandering magician is squatting in front of a ten-year-old girl.

"my magic is to make one of your wishes come true." He glanced sideways at the Night Cathedral Road not far away.

The little girl ran out of mass at night, and she seems to prefer the open square.

She thought for a moment and looked at the gentle Mr. Magician opposite and said:

"my wish is to bring my father, uncle and brother back to life. I don't want their pension."

The wandering magician did not respond and took a deep look at the little girl in front of her.

The little girl pulled her mouth and smiled reluctantly.

"I was joking just now. My mother said that even the gods could not make such a wish come true."

As she said that, she buried her head and looked at her tiptoes:

"I just want, want my dad, hug me again."

Before she dropped her voice, she suddenly noticed that there was another shadow in front of her eyes, and hurriedly raised her head and looked to the side.

There stood a soldier Roon in red and white trousers, without a gun, with a hearty smile, bent his back as usual, and opened his arms.

"Dad." The little girl suddenly jumped forward and threw herself into the warm arms. "I miss you so much.". "

At this time, the wandering young magician pressed his top hat, straightened himself up, and went to the exit of the square.

His black robe shook gently in the empty square in the night wind.

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In a twinkling of an eye, on Monday, in the old palace above the fog, members of the Tarot Society emerged at the same time and neatly said hello to Mr. Fool.

Klein looked around and suddenly felt:

At present, the "upside down" is already the cardinal of the Storm Church and is in charge of the diocese of the Rothschild Islands; although "Justice" has temporarily lost contact with the Psychological Alchemy, but it is also qualified to become a member of the panel; "Sun" is the elder of the "six-member council group" of Baiyin City; "Moon" is the Earl of Blood; "Star" is the senior deacon of the night watchman of the Night Church. The Hermit is the hidden king above the sea and one of the ten pillars of Morse asceticism.

Except for "Magician" and "judgment", there is only sequence 5, and the rest of the Tarot Society are already demigod, the top echelons of different forces in the mysterious world.

The Magician, with the support of the Abraham family, has a high hope of being promoted to the "sorcerer" of sequence 4 this year.

In other words, at present, the most difficult thing to improve her strength is the "trial." she is only one of the middle and senior levels of MI9, and it is very difficult to become a demigod.

The "fool" Klein, shrouded in gray fog, quickly withdrew his eyes and laughed at himself:

Finally, it looks like a high-level secret organization. But it always gives me the feeling that this is the consultation of all the major forces.

He immediately nodded to all the members of the Tarot Society and said:

"Let's start."