Chapter 10 Wandering Magician

Seeing this scene in front of her, Katerina's body took a step back uncontrollably, and her mind fell silent.

After two seconds, her mouth opened on its own, and a male voice came out:

"Yo, little crow."

Without waiting for the young man on the opposite side to respond, "Katerina" smiled to herself:

"There are only a few clones here, will you look down on me too much?

"Are you a postman who made a special trip to send me Beyonder materials?

"Tell me, what do you want to cooperate with? I don't hate you too much. After all, the paranoid planned what happened at the beginning, and the leader was Arista Tudor. You can only be regarded as an accomplice."

The man across from him grabbed the rust and blood-stained crown, straightened his body, shook his head and said with a smile:

"As soon as I heard your voice, I felt a little unwilling to cooperate, so let's ask Soren and Einhorn to come out and talk to me."

"Tsk tsk, after so many years, you are still as self-willed as a child. Do you still remember who was in charge of holding you when you were a baby? Who was the one who burned your hair?" sneered back.

The young man opposite straightened his monocle with his free hand, turned his body with a calm expression, and walked out the door without hesitation at all.

During this process, he sighed in a low voice:

"childish."

Seeing that Amon really didn't want to stay, "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 doesn't matter. Since you and the paranoid think differently about completing the Lord's work, there is room for cooperation."

Amon stopped, turned his body halfway, and looked at Katarina, the "Witch of White" who was possessed by the "Red Angel" evil spirit.

The monocle of his right eye appears to have a slight glint.

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In Ahowa County, in a city that is being rebuilt after the war, there are many fire marks in the pub.

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

The boss who acted as the bartender wiped the glass and snorted:

"Remember the previous prohibition? Orchi, it would be nice to have wine for you!"

The brawny man called Orchi muttered a few words, and then he drank the beer without further ado.

With his sleeves rolled up next to him, the bronze-skinned man looked up and said:

"I heard that the prohibition order will be lifted soon, because Fenebot's food will be delivered soon, and Feysac and Intis will compensate for a large amount of food!"

"I can only say, I hope so, may the Lord bless." The bar owner Toby just responded when he heard the sound of the door opening.

He looked up and saw a young man who appeared to be a wandering magician walked in.

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

"A glass of Southville beer." The man held out several copper pennies.

The strong man named Orchi glanced sideways at the stranger and asked curiously:

"Are you a stranger? A magician?"

There is nothing special about his appearance, and the unremembered young man smiled and said:

"Yeah, the magic I'm best at is getting people's wishes fulfilled."

Orchi suddenly whistled:

"What did I hear?

"Fulfilling people's wishes!

"Oh God,

Here's a guy pretending to be a god! "

This kind of ridicule suddenly caused the surrounding to burst into laughter.

The young man who called himself a magician was not angry at all, smiled and said:

"That's just a special kind of magic."

Orchi took a sip of beer and laughed:

"Then grant me a wish, let this stingy boss buy me a beer."

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

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

Such a scene seemed familiar, and Olic was stunned for a moment, and he shouted a little blankly:

"Toby, do you know him?"

"I don't know." The boss Toby glanced at Orchi like a fool.

"..." Orchi raised the glass uncertainly and took a sip carefully to test whether Toby asked him to pay.

Seeing that the bar owner was no longer paying attention to him, the strong man turned his head in surprise and looked at the young man in a black robe and a high hat:

"How did you do it?"

"I said, a special magic." The young man took a sip of Southwell beer leisurely.

Orchi was in a state of surprise, and the man next to him with his sleeves rolled up sneered:

"I bet you and Toby have negotiated this before, and the act of knocking on the table is saying you're paying for the beer."

"You can make another wish." The wandering magician responded indifferently.

"My brother's and I's home collapsed in a previous bombing and is being rebuilt. My wish is that it will be restored to its original state before I return." The man who rolled up his sleeves said slightly.

This is not an easy task.

The wandering magician raised his right hand, snapped his fingers, and said with a smile:

"Okay, your wish has come true."

The people in the bar who were following this side laughed and stopped paying attention to the stranger and his clumsy magic show.

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

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

At this time, a cool wind blew, and they shivered at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, an intact two-storey building came into their sight. It was a house they were very familiar with, and had spent years building their savings.

Olic and his brother turned their heads subconsciously, looked at each other, and found the same blankness in each other's eyes.

"I didn't drink much... That damn guy, Toby, put so much water in the wine!" Orchi muttered, as if he had hallucinated when he was drunk.

His brother didn't respond, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly spread his legs and rushed to the house, stroking the walls and gate.

"Really, really..." he kept muttering like crazy.

Olic also made a similar move, and finally determined that the house he was rebuilding had returned to its original appearance, which made him surprised, happy and scared.

At this moment, his brother suddenly said:

"My wish has come true, that magician, that magician..."

In the future, he turned his body and ran, running towards the bar before, Olic woke up and followed closely.

boom!

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

However, the wandering magician wearing a black robe and a top hat had long since disappeared, and he had already left at some point.

Orchi and his brother looked around, both relieved and as if they were missing something.

In the square of this city, the young wandering magician was squatting in front of a little girl about ten years old.

"My magic is to fulfill one of your wishes." He glanced sideways at the Church of the Night, not far away.

The little girl was running out of mass at night, and she seemed to prefer empty squares.

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

"My wish is to keep my dad, uncle and brother alive, I don't want their pensions..."

The wandering magician didn't respond, and stared deeply at the little girl in front of him.

The little girl twitched her mouth and forced a smile:

"I was joking just now, my mother said that even the gods can't achieve such a wish..."

As she spoke, she buried her head and looked at her toes:

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

Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly found that there was a shadow in front of her. She raised her head subconsciously and looked to the side.

There stood a Loen soldier in red shirt and white trousers. He didn't hold a gun and showed a hearty smile. He bent his back and opened his arms as always.

"Dad..." The little girl suddenly rushed forward and fell into that warm embrace, "I miss you so much..."

At this time, the wandering young magician pressed the top hat on his head, straightened his body, and walked towards the exit of the square.

In the night wind blowing, his black robe swayed gently in the empty square.

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In the blink of an eye, on Monday, in the ancient palace above the gray fog, members of the Tarot Club appeared at the same time, and they greeted Mr. Fool neatly.

Klein looked around and suddenly felt a little bit:

"The Hanged Man" is currently the cardinal of the Church of the Storm, in charge of the Diocese of the Rhosid Islands; "Justice" has temporarily lost contact with the Psychological Alchemy Society, but he is also qualified to become a member of the jury; "Sun" is the "Six" of the City of Silver "The Council of People" elder; "Moon" is the Earl of the Blood Race; "Star" is the senior deacon of the "Night Watcher" of the Church of the Night;

Except for "Magician" and "Judgment", which are only Sequence 5, the rest of the Tarot Society members are already demigods, and they are high-level leaders of different forces in the mysterious world.

The "Magician" has the support of the Abraham family, and there is a great hope that he will be promoted to the "Secret Mage" of Sequence 4 within this year.

That is to say, the most difficult thing to improve at present is "trial". She is only one of the middle and high-ranking members of MI9, and it is very difficult to become a demigod.

Klein the Fool, shrouded in gray mist, quickly retracted his gaze, and laughed at himself in his heart:

It finally looks like a high-end secret organization... However, it always gives me the feeling that this is the consultation meeting of the major forces...

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

"let's start."

PS: Change first and then change