Marvel Magic Event Book

If the Supreme Mage regulated and bound Salomon with a sense of mission and responsibility, then Bayonetta used the chain called family.Although this chain is very thin, under Athena's teachings it has the same effect as the railway track called responsibility.She took off her stiletto shoes and gently rubbed Salomon's calf with her foot - she knew that she had to control it carefully, and just wanted to make Salomon feel a little guilty, who she had trained since childhood. The man will arrange everything himself so that she can experience more intense love.She has done this more than once and gets the best feedback every time.

"But this time it was you who brought us here, my dear." Sure enough, the witch saw an apology on Salomon's face, and the thoughts she touched also expressed the same meaning.For spellcasters, sharing thoughts is an extremely intimate relationship, and the tendrils of their minds continue to tangle, as close as ever.The witch picked up the wine glass and tried to cover Salomon's sight with the dark red wine, preventing him from seeing the corners of her mouth that couldn't help but raise.It was of no use, because her emotions had already been transmitted to Salomon through spiritual contact, and the dangling inverted triangle sapphire earrings betrayed her smile.She narrowed her eyes with amusement in the corners of her eyes, "I hope there will be a next time."

"I promise you, Bayonetta." The relationship between them is not charity, but competition transformed from surveillance and murder. No one is nobler than the other.But in Salomon's view, he had indeed neglected to care for the witch during this period, and had almost abandoned his responsibilities.The mystic who felt deeply that his work had affected his family swore to Bayonetta that the temptation of the black-haired witch was also an important factor in his quick defeat.Joan's eyes widened, feeling that the situation was developing so smoothly that it was incredible. Then she leaned back and moved her gaze from the tabletop covered with an elegant moon-white tablecloth to under the table.Her eyes widened, but this time it was not surprise but anger. She tried to push Bayonetta's high heels away with her calves, and then stepped on Salomon's smooth leather shoes.

The witches always have funny and childish arguments over little things, including this one under the dinner table.

Whether it was when Bayonetta pulled Jeanne out of bed, or when Jeanne deliberately stepped on the floor to make noise when Bayonetta and Salomon were enjoying their intimate relationship, or when Bayonetta Silly arguments would always happen when Ta forgot to salt her omelette, or even when sharing ice cream, as if they were still little girls gesticulating with each other with their own stuffed cats.Jeanne joined the tangle of thoughts smoothly, but the sharing of emotions made her cheeks flush, perhaps without her even realizing it.For a witch with fair skin and pearly white hair, the outward expression of this emotion is as bright as the lipstick she chooses. In addition, the witch herself is extremely bold in her choice of makeup colors, which makes her It looks ridiculously beautiful.She felt that the muscles hidden under her clothes were tense, and the blood all over her body was almost burning. The elegant and gentle way of holding the cup instantly turned into violent kneading, and her fingers almost crushed the stem of the goblet.

"Change a cup." Salomon raised his fingers calmly, and then gently broke apart Joan's stiff fingers one by one, leaving the goblet that could be shattered with just one breath, confused. waiter.He gestured to the waiter to seal his mouth.For this reason, he planned to tip an extra hundred yuan to prevent the waiter from talking nonsense.

"Let's enjoy the delicious food." Bayonetta smiled and winked, and Salomon could feel her feet rubbing against his calves. "Don't you bend the fork too?"

"Today is your lucky day." Kaecilios's voice woke Tony Stark.He opened the blanket in a daze, got up from the ground, and saw Steve Rogers already standing in front of the tempered glass, looking at Casilios with a relaxed and happy face.He heard Rogers walking around when he was sleeping last night. It was very likely that he didn't sleep all night - the mystic said that the test results would be out this morning, which would determine how many of the agents would survive.Steve Rogers, who was suffering from repeated internal torture, couldn't sleep at all.As for Tony Stark, he had never seen the massacre on the tarmac. He had never seen agents beaten to pieces by explosive bombs, and he didn't know those agents, so he didn't have much psychological pressure.

"Good morning?"

"I should say, good evening." The mystic mage raised his eyebrows, "We caught up with the jet lag, so it's still night now."

"What's the point of being lucky, Cassilios?" Stark stretched, "How many people survived?"

"Your agents are arranged to be tested after the agents of the Immortal City. Only two agents were slightly contaminated. They only need to go through the brainwashing process and rebuild their lives. This is also the way the Immortal City solves the problem. In this way , as long as he doesn’t fall into madness on the spot, it’s easy to save him,” Casilios said with a smile.He looked at Rogers, who had a stiff expression, "A simple math problem. If only two agents are slightly contaminated, it means that the contamination of those agents is not serious. In other words, no one will die at all."

Steve Rogers felt like every word the mystic spoke was like a knife stabbed repeatedly into his heart.

Tony Stark glanced at Rogers' expression and quickly changed the subject. "So this is our lucky day?" he asked. "There was no murder today?"

"Today you can see the order that Salomon spreads, that's why I call it your lucky day." Casilios said, "We are now in Eastern Europe, carrying out a long-term mission to the Eternal City. Tony · Stark, I know you have contact with Epstein. I know it was when you were young, and I also know it was just entertainment. Even the former president of Stark Group was a participant, but this does not mean that you I don't know. When you have the ability, why would you want to go and rescue those people? You mean Afghanistan? Isn't that a mess caused by the United States? Don't you know that in the eyes of Afghans, you are no different from the US military and terrorists? Don’t you know the tragedy you leave behind every time you go to Afghanistan to carry out a US military strike mission?”

Tony Stark's face was very ugly, but Rogers was the only one who didn't understand what was happening.

"The Eternal City will rescue those boys and girls and give them a good educational environment. There will be no tax avoidance means like charity funds, no student loans, only the most direct kindness and the most severe teachings to ensure that those children can become useful people. .”

"Is this atonement?" Captain Rogers' voice was hoarse, sounding like it was squeezed out of his throat.

"No, I just want you to see what kind of good deeds others are doing while you are playing the vigilante game." Casilios snorted disdainfully. "Victoria received news that the gangs that were once exterminated by the Eternal City have returned, and they have also obtained missiles that they never had before from an arms dealer. In another 10 minutes, a high-intensity war against gangs will break out in Albania. In the war, the Eternal City will send a series of heavy firepower units such as tanks, gunboats and sky carriers to join the war, while the Sisters will undertake the task of breaking through the battlefield and rescuing hostages. This time it is not about fighting crime, but about domination." He said, " I give you a chance, Steve Rogers. Pick up the shield, and you will personally participate in the great cause of the Immortal City, fighting for justice and justice. This is a cause that mortals like you can participate in, Salomon. Resources will not be wasted.”

"What about me?" Tony Stark pointed at himself, "Don't I have a chance?"