Marvel Book of Magical Events

The glass windows were slightly opened, and the breeze flowed in through the gaps. The morning light swayed and crawled from behind the dark woolen curtains to the open books and a pile of yellowed parchment on the solid wood desk.

The bright sun didn't understand these earthworm-like words, it gave up thinking, and continued to crawl forward, crawling along a red robe to a boy. The sudden warmth and the warm wind blowing on the face caused the boy's closed eyelids and long eyelashes to tremble slightly. Sunshine cautiously stretched out his hand and patted the boy's eyes, trying to wake up the sleepy guy—quickly Wake up, it's a good morning!

"Shit! Shit Lathander!" Salomon muttered, tilting his head and blinking vigorously. The annoying sunlight interrupted his sleep. He stood up from the chair, closed his eyes and tilted his head, reached out to fumble for the window, and then closed it tightly.

He rubbed his eyes, and after stretching his muscles and bones a little, he walked around the chair and walked back. There was a big bed in front of him, and there were two women lying on the bed, one with white hair and the other with black hair. Italy was in the early hours of the morning, and New York was still the night before. He sent them back at that time, and now it has passed one night.

As for Phoenix, he has already followed the Supreme Mage.

The battle suits of the Witch Clan are all woven by their own magic power, which is the same color as their own hair. For example, Beunita's is black, and Joan's is white. But the problem is that they lost consciousness after fighting Jubilus, and naturally they couldn't maintain magic, including the magic made into clothes.

Although the process was a bit embarrassing, the result was good. Salomon removed all the pistols and glasses from their bodies, and put them on Bayonetta's big bed. The quilts were thrown over them, ending all this work. After that, Salomon began to use the positive energy provided by Visandi to cast the magician's magic to heal his wounds. Due to a large amount of blood loss, Salomon became extremely sleepy and even fell asleep while reading. until woken up by the annoying sunlight.

He walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out the uneaten fish from the day before, seasoned it briefly, and fried it, served with fried asparagus and a fried egg. This was his breakfast.

"Yesterday, there was a violent explosion in the Isabel Building, the headquarters of the Ragnar Order. It was suspected of a terrible terrorist attack. Many buildings collapsed. The number of casualties has not yet been determined. The president of the Izavel Group, Badr, is missing..."

Opened the dishwashing cabinet, took out a clean cup, Salomon put the black tea bag in it, poured boiling water, and put the hot black tea on the side of the plate. He turned on the TV, pulled out the chair and sat down at the dining table, sliced ​​the fish with a fork, and chewed slowly.

After the wind and rain caused by the angels and the blockade of Vigrid by Kama Taj disappeared, the situation on Sun Island was also exposed to the common people. Not much, because even though Vigrid is the territory of the Yizawei Group, it is still located in the territory of Italy.

Even in Italy, where the religious atmosphere is strong, there are grammar colleges, and even schools have fixed religious education time, the excessive fanaticism of the Ragnarians has made many people feel panic. You know, now that the Pope has reached the back of the Tiber River, the Inquisition no longer exists, and most Catholics are no longer fanatical—although Italy later signed an agreement with the Holy See to support the clergy, but now is the age of science, rather than church.

"The Easter of the Ragnar Church, which was scheduled to be held today, has been cancelled. Rescue teams from various governments are stationed in Sun Island to provide assistance. The Italian government appeals to the Ragnar believers to remain calm..."

"The next piece of news. Although the famous arms dealer Tony Stark closed the Stark Group's weapons department, due to the highway incident and roof incident caused by the Stark Group's robot war, the steel he invented The armor was identified as a new type of weapon by the White House. Senator Stan is expected to initiate a hearing in the U.S. Supreme Court..."

"Green giants appearing on the streets of New York..."

Well, the rescue team, and maybe spies, after all, the Yizawei Group's technological level is very advanced, and those European countries will not give up this big cake easily. There is also Tony Stark, who is indispensable in this glorious era.

While thinking wildly, Salomon quickly finished his breakfast, a piece of fish was not much. After washing the dishes, Salomon cooked two breakfasts. He also specially added some rosemary, and cast magic heat preservation on them. When he was about to leave first, the door of the bedroom opened, and Beunita and Joan got dressed and walked out from inside.

"Good morning~ Boya, or good afternoon, it can't be good night." Beunita leaned on the door frame and looked at the mystic who was about to cast a spell, "Ah, you have prepared breakfast. What a Sweet little guy."

"Ceresa, does he live with you?" Joan of Arc wore a pair of red-rimmed glasses and folded her arms in her arms. When she saw Salomon, the corners of her eyes suddenly twitched.

"That's right, the Supreme Sorcerer sent him to watch over me." Beunita walked to the table and sat down, ready to enjoy the delicious fish. But Joan is not as relaxed as Beunita. If ordinary people use witches, wolves, and various monsters to scare children to sleep, then the witches and sages use the Supreme Mage to scare children. If you don't sleep, the Sorcerer Supreme will come to get you - this stupid story goes on for hundreds of years, and almost every witch and sage knows the story of the Sorcerer Supreme from childhood.

"Then why don't you drive him out!" Jeanne frowned and said.

"Because Salomon is a very gentle guy." Bayonetta said, "He takes good care of me ~ Big Brother Brother!"

Joan glanced at the fish on the dinner plate, then at Salomon, finally let out a soft snort, sat next to Beunita, and ate like Beunita. But Joan's calm lasted only a few seconds, because Salomon sat opposite Bayonetta.

"I can no longer tell whether you are Teresa or Bayonetta." Salomon said, "What should I call you now."

Bayonetta said with a chuckle, "You can call me whatever you want, don't you still want me to call you big brother?"

"Okay, Beunita." Salomon raised his eyebrows. The title "big brother" made him a little uncomfortable. Although Celesa and Beunita were the same person, he still felt that Beunita It's better not to say the word. He said, "I have something to ask you."

"Oh? Are you just so impatient? I'm a weak woman who just woke up from a coma, can't I be more gentle?" Bayonetta's tone was still full of hints, but no one would take it seriously. If Shun After listening to her words, Salomon's only result was to blush and retreat. This kind of thing has happened several times, and the mystic has already learned a lesson.

He took a deep breath and continued, "I want to ask the demon that you and Joan finally summoned. I think since you can summon her, you must know something."

"That's the Queen of Sheba." Joan opened her mouth first, "That's one of the original demons. Wait, your name..."

"I just want to know how much debt I owe." Salomon said, "Belier's contract has made me uncomfortable enough, but I found that the Queen of Sheba would actually notice me."

"I didn't expect you to be a playboy, little guy," Beunita said pretending to be sad, "Could it be that big sister is not beautiful, you actually like demons."

"You clearly know that I don't..." Salomon rolled his eyes helplessly, but he felt that something was wrong, "I didn't mean that...I...forget it..."

"I want to give Salomon a small gift." Bayonetta turned her head to Joan of Arc and said, "Do you remember what we got after killing Jubilus?"

"You mean... the halo?" Joan asked. After killing the angels, the halos on their heads become real, and all the weapons that Bayonetta bought from Rodan are paid for with these things.

"That's right." Beunita said, "Anyway, that thing is not very useful to us, I only know that a fallen angel will need that thing. But now, we don't need weapons anymore, give it to Salomon There is nothing wrong with it, he is a mystic, and he will definitely be able to maximize the value of that thing."

Beunita and Salomon agreed that he would come here again in a few days, and then Beunita and Joan would work together to summon the Queen of Sheba and get the halo of Jubilus from the Queen of Sheba. At the same time, Salomon will also be asked to explore the secrets of the Queen of Sheba.

"However, before that, where is my Cheshire cat?" Bayonetta said, "My stuffed animal is gone, and now there is only one Cheshire cat left."

"You mean my familiar? This is the name given by Celesa..." Salomon suddenly realized. Since the battle, he had forgotten about the chubby gray short-haired cat. Although it was a fey creature, it was of little help to Salomon at this stage. Even if the fat cat hadn't died in the accident, Salomon was too far away from Vigrid now, and he couldn't observe its position through the eyes of the Cheshire cat.

"Well, I'll call it out again," said Salomon. "I need to perform the ritual."

Lying swaggeringly in the arms of the rescuers, the fat gray cat chomping on the sausage disappeared instantly. It crossed the ocean and appeared in front of a brass brazier burning various charcoal and spices. This is Salomon magic ritual. Before the cat could react, Salomon picked it up and put it in Bayoneta's arms.

"If you want, I can hold a magic pet transfer ceremony." Salomon said, "This cat will be yours from now on."

"No need, this is our pet." Bayonetta touched the fluffy back of the Cheshire Cat, looking very satisfied, but Joan was a little unhappy, she always felt that Salomon was going to snatch it away A friend I haven't seen in five hundred years.

Salomon returned to Karma Taj, and now that he has arranged for the future, he will return to study. The mage's job is to study rather than take risks. Of course, academic mages who have never experienced any adventures are rookies.

As for the halo of Jubilus, although he has not got it yet, Salomon has already thought about the use of this thing. That is the mage tower, and he plans to start planning his mage tower now. Jubilus' aura is an excellent material for building a positive energy pool. In addition to learning magic, Salomon still has a bunch of books to read, which are all looted from the library of the Holy Cross Church in Florence, which contains the secrets of the Brotherhood of the Holy Shield, which can help Salomon figure out the world details.

But within a few days, the supreme mage handed Salomon a scroll, which had golden lines and indigo background on it. Salomon opened the scroll with curiosity. The scroll was written in runes, which he could understand. The first line reads:

Greetings to King Midgard Ancient Master

Immediately afterwards, there was a large paragraph of gorgeous words of praise, but what these praises described was not the earth, but Asgard. Because Asgard, which rules the Nine Realms, is the suzerain of the earth, when the supreme mage was just a fledgling, Asgard also came to the earth and repelled the frost giants who invaded the earth.

If according to the logic of Asgard, no tax has been paid at all, and the earth where Asgard exists is not known to be the territory of the rebellion, Asgard, one of the overlords of the universe, can send troops to quell the rebellion.

The reason why the current earth can avoid this result is because the supreme mage used the magic in his hands to fight with Odin, the father of the gods, and won the status of the earth's vassal state, and the supreme mage has also become the universally recognized lord of the earth . In other words, the Supreme Mage is like a feudal lord, possessing the power to kill anyone on earth.

This is the bloody reality of this universe. Only people with big fists have the right to speak. It doesn’t matter whether the national government of ordinary people recognizes it or not, because the earth government recognized by Asgard is Karma Taj, and what the entire universe recognizes is Supreme. Mage, only Karma Taj and Supreme Mage have the ability to talk to Asgard on an equal footing.

It's not that the earth can be independent from Asgard, that's impossible. As the suzerain of the earth, Asgard is obliged to stop the invasion for the earth, just like Vanaheim. The Kree Empire, a military power, loves democracy in Xandar. Any force that wants to enter the Nine Realms and colonize the earth must first ask Odin for the spear in his hand.

As a product of stellar eruption, gold is one of the common currencies in the universe. Even if all the gold on the earth is handed over to Asgard, it will still not be able to pay back the taxes owed for so many years. Since you can’t pay it back, don’t pay it back—the magic in the hands of the Supreme Mage is much more powerful than gold, and Odin will not provoke the Supreme Mage for this small amount of money.

As long as the Supreme Master and Kama Taj exist, Asgard has no military access to the earth, and the earth does not have to pay taxes to Asgard. Having said that, Kama Taj still has to give the suzerain Asgard some face, such as what is written on this scroll.

"The enthronement ceremony of the new King of Asgard? Invitation to watch the ceremony?" Salomon saw the end, "But there is at least one year left."

"For a long-lived species like the Asgardians, one year is the blink of an eye." The Supreme Mage said, "I will take you and Modu there, you have to be prepared."

"Ready? What preparation?" Salomon asked.

His Holiness said with a smile, "A good show."

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