Chapter 975 Travel

Hanke's voice echoed in the small square, but many villagers didn't buy it.

A man wearing an old leather jacket said, "Maybe it's just a coincidence."

Hank said loudly, "It's no coincidence! Duke!"

"I just said something to stop the damn wind and snow. Mr. Don Quixote snapped his fingers, and the wind and snow really stopped."

"This is definitely not a coincidence!"

The villagers whispered to each other and talked a lot.

Most people had smiles on their faces, obviously not convinced.

At this time, the Mr. Magician stepped forward, looked at the questioning man and smiled.

"If you don't believe me, you can try to tell me the weather you want, and I will try to satisfy you."

The man named Duke snorted and said, "If you can make it rain immediately, then I will believe you."

Everyone in the square laughed, especially the original residents of the village.

They have lived here for many years and know that it will not rain this season.

The first rain, at least two months later.

"Can."

"But you're sure to do it."

"If it rains now, most people here may catch a cold." Mr. Magician kindly reminded.

Duke laughed loudly: "You don't have to worry about it, a cold can kill you."

"Of course, if you want to use this as a step down, I don't care."

Behind Mr. Magician, his female assistant whispered: "Idiot, a cold can kill you, if you want."

Mr. Magician glanced at her, then laughed: "Okay then, let's have a spring rain."

He put his hands on his chest and saluted the audience.

And raise the other arm, towards the sky.

He snapped his fingers.

Snapped.

In the small square, people fell silent.

They all looked up at the sky.

The sky is still sunny, and the snow clouds before are nowhere to be seen. It is a cloudless good weather.

The man named Duke shook his head: "The cowhide is blown, and now even Hank has no face."

At the end of the sentence, the top of his head suddenly felt cold. Duke touched it and felt his fingertips were a little wet.

Then the tip of the nose felt cold again.

A drop of water fell from the sky and landed under his nose.

Duke raised his head, and saw that the sky, which was still bright just now, gradually became gloomy.

There was a faint sound of thunder coming from high above.

Then one drop after another of raindrops fell from the sky, bringing the winter chill, and fell on the top of his head, on his face, and in the pocket of his collar.

Duke couldn't help but sneezed.

Rumble.

rustle.

The thunder was getting louder and the rain was getting heavier.

People exclaimed, looking for shelter from the rain.

Continuous rain blurred people's vision. Duke covered his head with his hands, but he couldn't block the dense raindrops.

He quickly shouted: "Enough!"

"enough!"

"Mr. Magician, please let the sun out!"

"I believe it!"

"I believe it!"

This is also the voice of other villagers.

The ordinary-looking Mr. Magician smiled and said, "As you wish."

He snapped his fingers again.

The rain weakened little by little, and soon the sky cleared up again.

But those who were caught in the rain were shivering with cold, and they had to go home and take off their wet clothes, put on blankets, and warm themselves by the fire, complaining that Duke should not have let the great magician rain.

Among the villagers, Hank should be the happiest.

Because the magician in front of me, no, magician!

This gentleman has defended his reputation.

He happily invited the magician and the female assistant to his house.

The magician did not refuse.

When he came to Hank's house, the host arranged a room for the two distinguished guests, and then ordered his wife to prepare food.

Next, Hank didn't bother the two guests, and even his curious son didn't let him approach the guest's room.

In the room, the woman finally took off her hood, and pulled down a scarf used to block the wind and snow, revealing a pure, sweet, holy and dignified face.

"Your Highness, those villagers are really stupid to question your strength." The woman seemed to be still annoyed at the fact that the magician was questioned by the villagers just now.

The magician snorted and said, "Katerina, they are not stupid, it's just that they haven't gone deep into the mysterious world."

"And my travel is to let people get in touch with the mystery, understand the mystery, and know the mystery."

Well, this is in line with the purpose of the 'Jagged Cross'.

The magician added in his mind.

These two people are Xifa and Katerina.

While speaking, Xifa took out a gold coin and flicked it into the air.

When it just bounced up, there was a figure on the gold coin appearing on the smooth surface.

Suddenly the figure broke away from the gold coin and landed on the ground, transforming into a woman in a black court dress.

The woman with pale blond hair and blue eyes was quite delicate. She lifted the hem of her skirt, bowed to Sifa, and then remained motionless like a puppet.

"Thank you, Miss Sharon."

Cifer nodded to the woman.

The day of the curtain call.

Cifer sacrificed a Sequence 4 projection, and Nefert's Sequence 5 projection.

Made the illusion of heroic sacrifice of the two.

If high-sequence projections were not used, it would be difficult to deceive the sight of both Fusac and Loen.

In order to break away from the army, Xifa can be regarded as spending a lot of money.

After leaving, he took the two daughters Katerina and Sharon on a journey.

They passed through many places, met the wishes of local residents, changed the local weather, and left behind various legends.

During this process, Xifa did feel that the potion of the 'Weather Warlock' was showing signs of digestion.

"Your Highness, where are we going next?" Katerina glanced at Sharon who was like a puppet beside her.

When she discovered that there was a "Miss Puppet" among the people traveling together, Katerina felt threatened.

Although she has confidence in her appearance, she knows how to please men.

But Sharon is younger than her, and because of her "puppet" traits, she is in some ways against men.

For men with some weird hobbies, there is a more fatal attraction.

Katerina was already suspecting that the Highness she was following preferred inanimate, delicate and beautiful dolls to real people.

Sifer took off his cloak and sat down on the single sofa. Katerina came over, sat down on the ground, and massaged Sifa's thigh carefully and gently.

Xifa did not refuse such service, he put one hand on the armrest of the sofa, and tapped the armrest rhythmically with five fingers in turn.

"If there are no accidents, we will go to Renburg next."

Katerina raised her head with a puzzled look on her face: "What are we going to Lunburg for?"

Of course, Xifa would not tell her that the purpose of going to Lunburg is to get close to the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, so as to understand the sealed item '0-01'!