Marvel Magic Event Book

"I feel relieved knowing that my future self will still be so romantic, Ms. Carter. When I leave, you will fall back into the chaotic state that an aging body should have in 10 minutes. Please hurry up." Salomon stood up with a smile.Through the mouth of Peggy Carter, Salomon still got a glimpse of some of the things he experienced after entering time travel in the future.However, even with the help of Salomon's magic, Peggy Carter's aging brain still cannot operate as smoothly as a young person. From time to time, she will forget what she said before, and then repeat it, as if she is stuck. tape.

Aging is the most terrible curse in the world. Although magic can alleviate her symptoms, it is not permanent.The magic of restoring youth is an extremely advanced alchemy. Only the "First Honey Flower" in Salomon's hand is the first trial version of the so-called "Red Potion" that can make Peggy Carter younger, but her Lifespan cannot last until "First Honey Blossom" takes effect.

"Also, thank you for your candor. In fact, I am also collecting the identity of the future me after entering time travel, and what role it plays in human history. The only one currently known is Christopher Marlowe. After all, he is a man who can burn Catholics. Being an atheist is a perfect fit for me. The only drawback is that I have to go to school again. I didn't expect to have such an opportunity during World War II. It's so wonderful that I would burn myself to death if I could. Some Puritans.”

"Stop telling stupid jokes. You used to tell cruel jokes." Peggy Carter's aging lungs exchange gases with the help of a ventilator.Salomon's words really made her laugh, but her physical condition did not support laughter.But Salomon wasn't telling a joke. "Ten minutes is enough. See you in the future, Salomon Damonette."

"See you in the future, dear Ms. Carter." Salomon opened the bedroom and called the medical staff who were so anxious that they kicked the door in.Most of these medical staff are S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, and were not held accountable for protecting Peggy Carter after the Hydra rebellion. After all, both MI[-] and the U.S. intelligence system were under the influence of Peggy Carter. grace.He took one last look at Peggy Carter lying on the hospital bed - death had spread its wings to envelope this legendary agent, and in the eyes of the arcane, she had been completely covered by huge black wings.Even he couldn't help Peggy Carter escape death, and even if he could, the price he had to pay would be extremely heavy.Salomon turned and left without looking back, without disturbing anyone.

Including the white-haired old man sitting on the bench at the door of the small house.

"You are dressed in mourning, and I hope you will not have another 'distant relative' die a tragic death, Mr. Damonette."

"Pendragon. If you respect me so much, then please call me by my full name, Salomon Messiah Damonet Pendragon. This is the name my teacher changed for me, meaning For the peaceful rule of the Anointed Pendragon, this is a beautiful wish. I know you want to laugh, but I don't mind." The Mystic took a black taxi and arrived at Baker Street. After he rang the doorbell He was immediately greeted warmly by Mrs. Hudson, and after stuffing six freshly baked biscuits and a cup of hot tea into his stomach, he was able to set foot on the stairs leading to Sherlock Holmes' room.Facing the mystic sitting on the soft chair, Sherlock Holmes didn't have a good look - not only because Salomon tricked him last time, but also because he didn't clean up his dirty footprints when he left Baker Street , it took Holmes and Watson about an hour to clean up the marks of his boots stained with blood and mud, otherwise Mrs. Hudson would have had a heart attack when she got up and saw the sight.

"Perhaps you have forgotten that it was you who called me, Mr. Sherlock Holmes. Thank you, Watson. Without you, Holmes might have forgotten even the most basic hospitality etiquette."

"Tell him, Sherlock." Watson rubbed his hands, patted his thighs and sat on another soft chair, "Or should I?"

Sherlock Holmes stretched out his hand, indicating that Watson would be responsible for the narration and summary.

"That's right, we encountered an extremely weird case." Watson licked his lips, "It's so weird that Sherlock even started to think about the possibility of magic."

"I don't believe in magic. In my opinion, you and your Kama Taj are just a high-tech cult. Maybe those monsters in the sewers are genetically mutated experimental products produced by your organization." Holmes suddenly said Watson said, "The blinding, psychedelics, and the like are just like the alchemists of the past. So this is just a consultation, not help."

"Whatever you think, Mr. Holmes. I appreciate people who view the world rationally." Salomon nodded approvingly, "Last time something happened and I couldn't let you experience magic, but I believe that after listening to Mr. Watson We still have time to describe. Please continue."

The disturbed Watson didn't know what to say. "In short, there was a criminal...a criminal with a knighthood who came back to life." He said, "Although the criminal was held in solitary confinement, he was stabbed to death with a sharpened toothbrush handle in prison, but he was buried after On the third day, his grave was dug open, and witnesses saw the criminal leaving the cemetery wearing burial clothes. The police cordoned off the scene, and the intelligence service was also involved. Otherwise, this would be the headline of every major newspaper now. We Want to know..."

"Is magic involved?" Salomon raised his eyebrows. "As far as I know, no. I speculate that the reason why the criminal with a knighthood failed to appear in the newspapers and was not publicized by the media is because the case he was involved in was related to The young girl is related to Epstein and the British royal family. A pedophile, such a person will be spurned by even the most disgusting inmates in prison."

"How can you be so sure?" Sherlock Holmes strode from the window to the soft chair where Salomon was sitting. "You haven't even been to the scene or read the file!"

"Because we have monitoring methods, non-physical monitoring methods. I mean, magic." Salomonte emphasized the emphasis at the end of the sentence, "By monitoring the ether wave to measure magic, the structure is precise and stable. Since human civilization, It has been as accurate as ever in the tens of millions of years since its birth, and the objects of observation even include the observable and unobservable universe. If it is black magic like resurrecting the living dead, the Agamotto crystal ball can detect it; if it is resurrection from the dead, even No Agamotto crystal ball is needed, that level of etheric waves can be sensed by even the dullest apprentice in the London Sanctuary. By the way, I know both. As for why I can deduce the crimes committed by the prisoners - —I also have a copy of Prince Andrew’s incriminating evidence. Complete, clear, incriminating evidence that even the stupidest judge can use to convict. Guess where I found it?”

"MI[-]?" Watson asked.

“CIA and KGB, don’t forget about Anglo-American intelligence sharing.”

"In fact, Watson insisted on inviting you. I have always believed that there is no unexplainable magic in this case, but only unsolved mysteries." Sherlock Holmes immediately turned and walked away, "As for your The Order, I’m not interested in.”

"He has studied most of the monastic orders in history, just half a month after you left." Watson added, "He still thinks that your order is exactly the same as those Christian monastic orders that promote holy marriage, except that It’s just about mastering high technology.”

Salomon just smiled. "Tell me, Sherlock Holmes. Do you like skydiving?"