Marvel Magic Event Book

She was wearing a red dress and riding a strong mare sideways through the beech forest. The sunlight shining through the leaves made her white hair and skin almost transparent, like a light white gauze floating in the world.She raised her head, her long eyelashes sparkling with morning dew, as if intoxicated by the subtle music played by the newly grown leaves.She is like a leaping flame in the forest, swimming among the green leaves.There are a few solitary plants scattered on the forest meadows, heather and cistus grow on the natural jungle borders, and maples and firs stand alone on the banks of the Thames.This is a priceless oasis on the busy Thames River. Prior to this, the paths between the lush broadleaf forests had not been visited for 152 years.

The horse's hooves carefully passed over the calcified bryophyte community and many small Mediterranean shrubs, and stopped in front of Salomon.Joan of Arc looked down at the mystic mage.A vague shimmer enveloped her, as if she had brought the morning light into the shadows.Without waiting for Salomon to explain her purpose, she shook the reins first. The docile mare stepped on the black humus and took a few small steps to the side and forward, as if stepping on the Adorian scale.

Salomon stretched out his hand to hold her waist, and passed his other hand under her legs, easily lifting her off the horse, as if he was holding an exquisite doll. "I want to give this horse a name." Joan held the reins with one hand and confidently declared her ownership of the brown mare, "Ines, she is a gentle horse."

"This is your freedom." Salomon's hands did not leave Joan's slender waist, and she was used to the close contact from the mystic.Her other hand rested lightly on Salomon's hand, like palms held together gracefully in a dance.The fingertips touch each other shyly, and all the emotions are wrapped in the luxurious black silk gloves, floating on the dot halo projected from between the leaves by an ancient star 5000 million kilometers away. "Bayonetta chose a thoroughbred horse, and she is now galloping around the racecourse with Pegasus! I hope the horse will not be frightened by Pegasus's big wings," Salomon said. .It had not been inhabited for more than a century and a half, and during World War II it was used as a U.S. Air Force rest center, so many of the manor's decorations had gone wrong and needed extensive renovations.The renovation took an exaggerated amount of time, and as soon as the irresistible witches learned that the horse farm had been renovated, they couldn't wait to come to the manor to ride horses.

"She named the horse Caliper, which I'm pretty sure wasn't to appeal to my scientific preferences."

"Don't expect me to thank you."

"It's my pleasure."

"You!" Her clear, light gray, almost green eyes looked up and down at the mystic mage. "In the past, you would have tried to argue with me." She raised her tone at the end of the sentence, like a light feather blowing, "Did Selesa whip you too hard yesterday? Poor little guy, are you here?" Want a kiss?"

"You know what the game between us is like, Joan of Arc." Salomon said with a smile, "Aren't you always eager to join in?"

"If you want to be shot by me." Joan of Arc took her hand away from Salomon's palm, held her head high, and walked to the manor horse farm holding the reins. "What do you want to say?" Her pearly white hair fluttered in the breeze, "You must have something to do when you come to me."

"I've told Bayonetta," Salomon said, "I'm going on a business trip to an outer dimension. It's dangerous, but not too dangerous. The danger does not come from the bizarre magical world, but from a certain A mixed-race nightmare who is a traveler, ordinary people cannot bear his pranks. Although it is not good to speak ill of elders, for that guy, any humiliation is accurate and worthwhile."

"Are you going on a long trip? A far trip in the Kama-Taj sense?"

"Yes." Salomon shrugged. "I think so."

"When will you come back? Wait..." She suddenly stopped and looked back at Salomon with a strange look. "You don't think I will be reluctant to let you go, do you?" She showed a wicked smile, "I believe Ceresa already understood your responsibility when she decided to date you. The witch is not a mother-in-law woman. As for me, I just It's just living with her. I admit that you are very good in bed, Niemandkanndirdas Wasserreichen, do you think this is my expression of emotion for you, man? "

"I promise I didn't think so."

Joan of Arc faced forward again, walking slowly, waving the riding crop gently in her hand. "Aren't you still following?" After a while, she said, "I'm pretty sure Ceresa wants to vent her emotions on you, in a witch-specific way."

"What about you?" Salomon asked with a smile.

"Do you want to get shot by me, idiot!?"

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"Are you ready to go?" The old guy with a white beard wearing a dark yellow jacket and a plaid scarf walked around excitedly and danced.However, the two young men in front of him ignored his plan. One of them, the taller one, was reciting a spell to the other.The tall man pointed to the long sword at his waist and made a promise, which made the other young man who was obviously not in a good mood relax a lot.No one knows why this damn old guy did such a troublesome thing, but everyone knows that Merlin has his own plan, and even the Supreme Mage has acquiesced in this behavior - Merlin does not have an incompetent spellcaster under his command, he is The best teacher ever, there are some things that are more suitable for Merlin to educate, and prepare these two young people to bear the burden of human reason.

Salomon has done a great job.In Merlin's eyes, he will bear all the pain and complete his eternal mission.Salomon has accepted this cruel mission and rushed forward without looking back. He is the most perfect tool that Kama Taj has created over the millennia.

As an assistant, Dave still needs training. In the cruel and dark future, his strength and wisdom must be comparable to Salomon.He needs to go to the most stringent place in En-Galai to maintain the seal of the Earth Mother and become a true druid. Only in this way can he take over the core spells of the Merlin school and lead the Merlin wizard group.This is a long process, and even the Lord's spell can only delay some Dave's time.Separation is the cruelest thing, let alone a young man like Dave.This is the trial given to him by Merlin, and it is Dave's fate after receiving the ring. Although it is cruel, it is his responsibility as the heir to the Merlin School.Everyone has their own responsibilities and no one can escape them.

No matter how much Veronica objects, it's useless.She tried to talk to Merlin, but the guilty half-blood nightmare always avoided her until the day of departure came. "Don't be sad, little Dave." Merlin said calmly, not feeling ashamed at all for playing a prank on Dave. "We need to go to Xandar to have something to eat first, and then we set off." He put his hand on Dave's shoulder in a very familiar manner and dragged him towards Kama Taj's permanent portal. "What will happen after you come?" You’ve got something to brag about! Think about it, how many girls will want to hear about your extraterrestrial adventures?”

Dave was not interested in this at all. He only cared about whether the Supreme Mage's spells could take effect.Salomon has already arranged the work in the Eternal City, and during his absence, all work will be carried out step by step.Without delay, he took everything he needed and walked through the portal first.