The Magic Age of Meiman

Chapter 28 Depressed Lord

San Francisco, Mafia Building, in the compartment where the Holy Lord is.

The Holy Lord is not in a very good mood recently, and the reason is very simple, that is, after Allen helped him collect the first charm, he didn't know what to do.

In particular, for about a month and a half, after Allen and Valon were busy with other things, the Holy Lord's patience has become less and less. In his opinion, since he is a partner, he should do his best to help Own.

If it wasn't for him, he would have turned into the current stone statue, and with the Holy Lord's temper, he would have been furious and troubled Alan and Valon long ago.

At this time, as the Holy Master's mood became more and more bad, he also looked at Ah Fen in the room in a bad mood, and said.

"What's going on? Didn't your boss help me collect spells? Why haven't you guys come back with a single spell now?"

The holy master's blood-red eyes gradually stared at Ah Fen, and said with some anger.

Perhaps it was because of being too angry, the holy master's mouth showed a trace of anger, and the surrounding temperature rose several degrees in a blink of an eye.

"Ah! Sorry, Lord, my boss is busy recently, but I can contact them for you."

After Ah Fen felt the Holy Lord's anger, he waved his hand quickly, signaling that he could help, and asked Alan and Valon to find a way to help him find the spell.

In fact, Ah Fen felt a little disapproving of this stone statue named Holy Master, because no matter how powerful he was, he is at most hanging on their site like a mascot now.

Then, after learning of the Lord's opinion, Valon did not make the decision himself, but instead called Allen to ask for Allen's opinion.

At the same time, when Allen was heading to the airport in South Africa, his phone suddenly vibrated. He turned on the phone and saw that there was Valon's name written on it.

Seeing this scene, Alan was also a little puzzled. You must know that Walong didn't come to bother him at all except to report some situations a while ago. This call made Alan a little confused.

"Hey, Valon, tell me what is the matter with me? Is it a problem with SHIELD, or is the military coming to find me?"

After getting through the phone, Allen asked Valon unhurriedly. In his opinion, these are the most likely possibilities, and there are no other possibilities.

"No, Boss, the Lord is looking for you. He is very angry and thinks that we have not followed the agreement to help him find the talisman!"

Regarding Allen's words, Valon also helplessly explained, as if he had no way to deal with the Holy Lord.

"Hehe, I understand. I'm already on my way back, and we don't have to care too much about the Holy Master. After all, people who are not from our tribe will have different hearts, so except for trusting him when we can control him, the rest Or don't trust him."

Because Allen understood the character of the Holy Lord, he planned to hang the Holy Lord for a while, anyway, he didn't want the Holy Lord to be resurrected so soon.

You must know that this is not only not good for him, it is not even good for the world, and Allen likes the feeling of being in control, otherwise he would not foolishly help the Lord to resurrect first.

"oh, I understand now."

After knowing Alan's thoughts, there was an inexplicable light in Valon's eyes, obviously he knew what to do.

After hanging up the phone, Allen returned to San Francisco on the passenger plane at the same time as he originally booked, and when he arrived at the airport, Truh also sent a car to pick them up.

After a while, they arrived at the mafia building, took the elevator to the meeting room at the top and stopped.

"Crack!" Alan pushed open the door, saw Valon standing up, and bowed to him: "Boss, welcome back!"

"Well, how about the power armor technology that was handed over to you?"

Looking at Valon in front of him, Allen asked him thoughtfully.

Because Allen handed over Tony Stark's technology to Walloon before, so now he wants to see how efficient he is and whether there are any difficulties in research and development.

Although Allen does not fully understand high-tech knowledge, who is Allen?
He is a time traveler plus a wizard. There are almost no scientists he doesn't know in the Marvel world. Anyway, as long as he needs it, he can basically solve this problem by coaxing them over.

"It's okay, using the information inside, our people can probably make it, but we haven't been able to solve it yet in terms of energy."

Valon looked at Allen, and reported to him the manufacturing status of the steel armor unhurriedly, which did not exceed Allen's expectations.

"According to the blueprint, one hundred armors are produced, and I don't have to worry about the rest. I will figure out a way. Well, you don't have to worry about the rest, go down first! I'll go see the Holy Master."

After giving the order, Allen waved his hand, then turned his head and walked into the room where the Holy Master was.

"it is good!"

And when Allen pushed open the door, he felt the Holy Master hanging on the wall, as if full of anger, which could basically be seen from his flickering eyes.

"Haha, Holy Master, it looks like you are very angry. It's not that I won't help you find the spell, so don't be so anxious!"

When entering inside, Allen said to him jokingly, as if he didn't care about his anger at all.

"Hmph, who do you think you can rely on to become stronger? If you can't meet my requirements, you can't expect to get more benefits in the future."

Faced with Allen's cheeky words, the Holy Lord suppressed the thought of crushing the kid in front of him, and said with some difficulty.

"Of course, I know this, but do you think other than my partner, who else is willing to find a spell for you?"

Strangely, facing the threat of the Holy Master, Allen lazily opened the chair in the room, sat up calmly, and said with a half-smile.

"Then why did you help me continue to search for the spell? Don't worry, the benefits will naturally not be less for you."

After hearing that Allen was still bargaining with himself, the Holy Master cursed secretly as a 'little fox', and went straight to the point and wanted to ask about his purpose.

"It's very simple, give me benefits no less than the cup of life, so that I can help you wholeheartedly, whether it's your magic book, or the legendary Japanese mummy—the mask of the curse, you can give it to me!"

Allen looked at the Holy Master and said softly, at least in his tone, he understood that the Holy Master had compromised, so he easily stated his request.

"Hmph, what a greedy human being. Well, I promise you, but you have to help me find the Mexican charm immediately, and I need it within three days."

The Lord thought about it for a while, and understood that he had no right to choose, so he also made a request to Allen.

"make a deal!"

(End of this chapter)