Marvel Book of Magical Events

Wanda Maximoff personally selected her favorite scented candles and planned to use them in her nightly bedtime ritual.

As a qualified witch, she was also taught the steps of making ritual candles herself and how to use candles in rituals. However, she still liked the candles made by Salomon himself because she thought she could never match them so accurately. Herbal ingredients provide the perfect balance of efficacy and scent. "Just use electronic scales and simple chemical experiment utensils," Salomon said. "Now that we are out of the era of throwing chicken feet into the crucible, precision is the essence of the scientific era."

"But I can't create such a nice smell."

"This is just a by-product of my perfume making. You can choose the perfume you like in my laboratory." Salomon said. Wanda Maximoff found that at least a third of these scented candles had the aroma of violet and bergamot, which she didn't think was strange when she thought of the two witches. "These candles will be lit next to your bed, thirteen in total, and they will lull you to sleep quickly and make you realize that it is a dream. You will be awake and communicating with me, like a psychic ritual. You Remember what I told you about Conan Doyle’s wife Jane Luckey’s séance?”

"Prying the table with your toes?" Wanda Maximoff laughed.

When teaching in the dark cell of Stolac Castle, Salomon, as an outsider, would always talk to the Maximov siblings about some interesting things to eliminate the boredom caused by continuous high-intensity teaching, especially It's a joke made by fake wizards and fake psychics. From the occult trend in the Renaissance to the psychic rituals of the last century, he seemed to know all the interesting news. For the Maximov siblings, who were just young people in a small town in Eastern Europe at the time, every story he told was perfect. It was a complete fantasy. They couldn't imagine how there could be such a knowledgeable person in such a world.

"When Houdini questioned the séance saying, 'My mother didn't know English,' Conan Doyle argued, 'How do you know she didn't learn English in heaven?' It sounds like a joke, and Jane Luckey's séance is a complete hoax, but there is still some truth in it." Salomon raised a finger, as if to emphasize, "The dead don't necessarily say anything about us. A language that can be understood, so a wide variety of psychic spells appear in many schools of magic. So be careful when hearing a language that you can understand in your dreams. The existence in the sea of ​​souls that initiates communication must have bad intentions. .”

"That sounds dangerous."

"The Sea of ​​Souls is full of dangers. I believe I have repeated this sentence more than once. Put down the candle now. I am not inviting you here for interrogation, but for you to participate in the Witch's wine tasting salon." Salomon He smiled and said, "I don't want to be accused by Bayonetta and Joan of Arc, thinking that I treat my guests too harshly."

The white spine hanging down from the snake bone staff floating next to Wanda kept shaking, making a "whooshing" sound. But Salomon just glanced over, and the auxiliary alchemical animal intelligence installed in the staff immediately died down, like the spine of the tail hanging down and then immediately tightening. Light gray smoke emitted from the ruby ​​eyeballs of the snake's skull, as if a red-hot iron was pressed tightly against the flesh. Even though the alchemical intelligence he programmed was largely attuned to and responsive to its new owner's emotions, the staff was unable to resist its creator.

"Just a guest?"

Salomon shrugged and said nothing.

When the witch returned to the living room, she had already changed her clothes. The original high-waisted sports bra or lace nightgown had been replaced by something quite personal. Only private evening parties will be held in the manor, but even so, they still enjoy choosing evening dresses and matching jewelry - but compared to the standards of those ladies and ladies who choose evening dresses, the evening dresses chosen by witches mainly focus on Will consider whether it is convenient for activities and shooting. However, Wanda Maximoff came to the manor in jeans and a jacket. Not counting the magic ring and the bloody gloves Salomon gave her, she had no jewelry except a pair of ruby ​​earrings and a ruby ​​necklace. Wear.

The private wine tasting party had to be delayed a bit as the Witches invited Wanda to their dressing room to pick out an outfit.

Joan of Arc quietly made a gesture to him, which meant that the plan was proceeding as usual.

The giant in golden power armor walked silently on the cold marble floor. He didn't make a sound until the edge of the white cashmere carpet on the sofa in the living room. "My Lord, what is your rating for Wanda Maximov's mental stability?" Hammurabi leaned down and asked sitting on the sofa, "According to the process you set, this needs to be recorded in the latest assessment file.”

"It is still at Alpha level, and the score of the snake bone staff's built-in detection program has been exported."

"Kama Taj's mystical mentors believe that the standards you set are too loose. They believe that the target's mental stability is only Delta level." Hammurabi said, "They tried to sneak into the target's dreams to find more clues. But one of the deacons assisting in the ritual went crazy, and several mentors determined that Wanda Maximoff's mental stability was beyond control and needed to be dealt with as quickly as possible."

"So now she's here."

The emperor nonchalantly poured Hammurabi a glass of wine as well. Outside the door, Dinah received the order and closed the door to the living room, and at the same time arranged for the maids who were going to serve in the living room to take a break. They had just finished cleaning the modern river-view room next to the glass conservatory and replaced the sheets. There was no need to rush in to serve, and there was no need to keep an eye on Hammurabi for fear that he would stain the fruits of their labor. .

"Isn't the Supreme Mage back yet?"

"No, my lord. It seems that because the Supreme Mage is in charge, Lara Croft's research progress has been somewhat hindered." Hammurabi held the garrison spear and took the wine glass that was a little too small for him. . The amount of this glass of wine was enough to wet his tongue, but it was enough for a Praetorian, who was able to taste the origin, year, soil composition and sunshine of this glass of wine. "But I have no problem with the Arcanist Masters, because Lara Croft is always trying to break into locked libraries and try to find the secrets inside. Do I need to reiterate to her the taboos of Karma Taj and Make a penalty decision? Oh... no wonder this is a semi-dry wine, there is too much sunshine in the Champagne region to accumulate sugar.”

"Let Lara Croft do what she wants to do. Her every move is guided by fate. Maybe we can introduce our prophecy lady to her, although she is a bit crazy..." The emperor frowned, He shook his head again. The woman who could talk to the stone was the only thing his prophetic magic couldn't touch - when he first met her, she looked like she was talking to the stone, but she was actually talking to the being inside the stone. Atoms speak. Perhaps at some time in the past or future, one of the atoms in that stone was in someone's body, and the woman was speaking to that person. But no one knew who that person was except her. "This is the price of omniscience. That lady's brain cannot distinguish between the past, present and future, but she is the best person to interpret the fate of Lara Croft. In addition..."

He hesitated for a moment, but finally made a decision.

Perhaps it was the lack of manpower at Karma Taj, or perhaps this was an area that few people wanted to set foot in. Lara Croft was choked by fine dust falling from the bookshelf more than once and stopped coughing. Walking around the Kamal Taj Library is a very difficult task. Not only do you have to bear the risk of getting lost, but the environment of the library itself is not suitable for human survival. Lara Croft can claim without hesitation that she has been to many places that are difficult for ordinary people to go to, and has many survival skills that ordinary people do not have, but she can swear that even Siberia will not be as beautiful as the one in the Kama Taj Library. Dry and cold - even when she was taking an astrology course at the Dhaulagiri Observatory, she didn't feel how cold the snowstorm outside the observatory was, and the hot water in the thermos cup she brought into the library was cold only ten minutes later It turned into an icicle - if she got lost here or slipped and fell down the spiral staircase where she couldn't see the bottom, even she wouldn't be able to survive.

She had been warned that this was a less taboo place, which meant that as long as she had permission, she could enter and face some dangerous books and objects inside. However, no one will grant this permission to her because she is not a member of the Karma Taj, she does not have the psychic talents of even the lamest apprentice, and she cannot handle even the simplest supernatural threats. But someone tacitly allowed her to enter here, and even prepared some necessities for her to protect herself - such as pistol bullets with bullets like solidified mercury, and dense symbols engraved on the bullet cases. She could only use her limited occult knowledge and profound knowledge to protect herself. With historical knowledge, I can tell that the symbols above are a combination of runes; in addition, there are also adventure props such as cold light candles that never go out, and ropes that never end.

"I'm so glad you're here, Lara Croft!" the female voice startled her. She turned around and saw a woman standing behind her wearing a dark blue robe and a wooden eyepatch with funny eyeballs on her head. "I've been waiting for you here for a while, probably a few days!"

"Prepare a 'Seraph Serum' for her." This is said to be the most effective drug known in the wizarding world, and is known as a panacea. Anyone who drinks this serum is instantly restored to health and heals all wounds. Any magical curses (such as blindness) or illnesses are controlled and slowly healed over a few days. While the Seraphim serum wasn't really a panacea, he thought it was enough. "I know Kama Taj doesn't have much in stock, but I think Lara Croft needs it. Tell those arcane teachers that I'm not using the real elixir. Otkid's Elixr), so if they still have any objections I will go to them personally. It's time for you to leave, Hammurabi, and do me a small favor before you leave."

Just when the guards couldn't figure out what was going on, Milia, who was wearing a down jacket, rode a goat that was only about the height of a person and unceremoniously knocked open the door of the living room. A maid armed with a chainsword chased after her. Just from the expression on the maid's face, it was clear that she wanted to prevent Millia and the goat from interrupting the master's meeting, and to avoid the goat's hooves covering the garden soil. Dirty the manor, but dare not stop it too harshly - which means beheading the goat on the spot - so as not to hurt or scare Milia, and make the expensive carpet even worse. Hammurabi immediately turned around, bent down, and held down the goat's head with his bare hands. No matter how much the animal, which had been indulged by Melia, struggled, it was to no avail. Surprisingly, the animals that should have been afraid of the Praetorian Guards actually struggled desperately this time, as if all the fear of the creatures at the top of the food chain had been eliminated from their genetic instincts.

Salomon took the girl off the sheep's back.

"What did you feed it, little goat rider?"

Originally they were just a few lambs as pets, but these goats that have passed their estrus have grown bigger and bigger due to gene editing, and can even be used as training animals for Milia before she can ride a horse. After all the bear cubs settled in the forest, they began to be dissatisfied with eating grass after losing their natural enemies. More than once, Salomon saw Milia secretly feeding carrots, eggs, milk or bacon that she could not eat for breakfast. to the goats, and then claimed to the witch that he had eaten all the food on the plate. From that moment on, Salomon was never sure whether the goats' stomachs contained anything other than seasonal flowers and fodder from the garden that should have appeared on Melia's plate.

"Afternoon tea!" the girl replied proudly, "a lot!"

Hearing this answer, even Salomon felt suffocated.

She must have taken advantage of his leisure time after enjoying afternoon tea with the witches to sneak into the glass conservatory and take away the cocktails, desserts and barbecue before the maids could collect them, and then enjoyed them with her animal friends. At that time, no one had time to interfere with Milia's behavior. Even Dinah was busy processing biological materials. Milia could do whatever she wanted. Salomon didn't want to teach her a lesson for this kind of thing. After all, Milia's ability to sneak into a locked glass greenhouse was also her skill, and she needed encouragement and correct guidance. "Hamurabi, Tatyana, please help me throw this sheep into the forest." Salomon said softly. If he was not mistaken, the goat had consumed a lot of alcohol, but he did not expect that a goat would be so irritable after being drunk. "I thought the cubs in the woods would be happy to see their old friends."

"Are we going to kill this animal?" Tatyana finally took the opportunity to speak. She said viciously, "This beast almost caused irreparable damage to the art in the manor!"

"Let it live, I don't want to be woken up by Milia's crying."

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