Marvel Book of Magical Events

Salomon walked into the kitchen to help, and he could smell the three different burnt aromas from the skin of the tomatoes, the juice of the steak, and the potatoes from the flame, the cast iron pan, and the oil pan. The rich and creamy aroma of butter, the sweet aroma of mushrooms and cream. "Caroline...oh, here you come! You should have seen her, right?" Casilios frantically took care of the different pots, and it wasn't until Salomon walked in that he realized that it wasn't the blond woman. The elder mystic immediately smiled, "How is it? She was taken aback when she knew you would come!"

"She was very reserved, so Bayonetta and Jeandra took her to chat. I thought they would have a bottle of red wine before dinner, so I came to help." Salomon pointed to the natural gas stove On the tomato with a blackened skin, "The fire is just right now, and the juice will dry up if it continues to burn."

"Oh!" After Salomon's reminder, Casilios seemed to react. He directly reached out to grab the tomato - Salomon could see clearly that he hadn't cast the fire avoiding spell at all, so he was immediately gasped from the heat, and the tomato fell from Casilios' hands down. However, the moment the tomato was about to hit the ground, the tomato floated up again, and the dark skin was slowly torn apart by an invisible force, revealing the bright red flesh. "No wonder Caroline said that I can only make trouble in the kitchen." The elder mystic shook his hands and said with a smile, "Fortunately you came. Oh, that child didn't come, did he?"

Cassilios refers to Constantine.

The last time Salomon came here, his Imperial Guards also came here for routine security reconnaissance after completing the mission, and then took his own anti-gravity motorboat to perform another mission. Although Constantine tried his best to hide himself, the optical camouflage cloak is not a panacea, not to mention that the terrain here is not complicated, he was still seen by one or two good guys standing at the door of Casilios' apartment for a while—— However, Constantine at that time did not show signs of being able to move, so he was considered a work of art by that lucky guy. After Salomon left, Casilios heard many neighbors mentioning to him that the golden steel statue he moved over and placed at the door not only broke the floor tiles, but also blocked the passage, which made Casilios busy for a while. To appease the mood of the neighbors. Now, after receiving a negative answer from Salomon, Casilios was a little relieved-here are ordinary people, if Salomon came in an assault transport boat with powerful firepower or brought his own Armed guards, it would not do Casilios' hidden life any good.

"We are going to visit that old guy in a few days, I suggest to let him see your ability." Casilios said while turning the steak in the cast iron pan, "I mean, the ability of the Immortal City, not Yours. He is well aware of your strength, so I suggest you show your strength on the other side, which is what he can appreciate most."

"Why did you do that?" Salomon didn't turn his head, but looked critically at the French fries that had just been taken out of the frying pan. He found that Cascilios must have forgotten to wash the starch before throwing the chips out of the pot, which caused the pot of chips to fry poorly. "Could that old guy be happy enough to do me some good? When I was going to attack Sif, that old guy cast a spell from Northern Europe to North America. I don't think he would maintain his superficial harmony if he did what you said. .”

"The end of the Asa Protoss is approaching, and human beings will rise. This is the doomed ending. As the most important person, you should show your tolerance and tell the father of the gods that you can do better than the Asa Protoss. Which path the Protoss failed to walk. You have no idea how many times the All-Father tried to show His Holiness through me that he would rather have a child like you than he would have asked for a marriage. Let that It’s not easy for a proud old guy to let go of his figure.” The elder mystic said earnestly, “I heard that you are renovating the dungeon in the sanctuary recently? You are ready to take that position, and you should have the right to be there. Courage."

"But I always feel that this kind of behavior is provocative."

"You don't have to worry about such things when Frigg is still there." Casilios came over with a plate. He lowered his voice and said, "I found that there are many very precious alchemy materials in the materials Frigga asked Karma Taj to give, plus the prophecy magic of the Warner Protoss... I suspect that she is trying to delay time by other means. Then As the time draws near, the prophecy will become clearer and clearer. There must be something very, very terrible, unexpected, or unacceptable. Such a life-extending method with negligible effect will not be accepted."

"You mean..." Salomon didn't continue, because the woman walked over wearing an apron, looking inside from time to time as if worried. Casilios also temporarily interrupted the topic, and showed her the results of his and Salomon's cooking with a smile on his face. The young mystic also tacitly shared the plate of terrible French fries and a stick wrapped in snow-white salt. The mountain perch hid in the oven. It wasn't until Beunita and Jeanne rushed over that Ms. Jacob, who was sniffing suspiciously, was taken away again. When she turned to leave, Salomon immediately took out the Two utter failures.

Casilios pretended to cough twice. "If the All-Father thinks you have the ability to change the details of certain end times, we can understand why they do," he said, "so I suggest you study the art of negotiation during these few days."

"But I think it is more likely that the old guy will try to poke the sky carrier down with Gungnir." Salomon said very seriously, "This is not a joke, unless I first tested the sky carrier's lightning resistance Otherwise, I would never drive the sky carrier over there. I would never waste the lives of my subordinates in meaningless places. If they must die, then I hope they can die worthwhile, not die here It’s a place that even I’m not sure about, just to get the approval of an old guy who will die sooner or later! No matter what the future holds, the outcome of the Asa Protoss is doomed. .”

Nearly twenty seconds of silence enveloped the kitchen, except for the sizzling steak and the fries bubbling in the oil pan, there was no sound. It was not until the oven made a crisp sound that Casilios broke the silence. "Well, I apologize," he said. "I didn't expect you to value those people so much."

"I value the value of everyone, Casilios, even if I create a terrible massacre, I will think so. The difference between the value of an ordinary person and a mystic is only who can make more contributions to mankind, There is no other measure than that. The brave are far more valuable than the cowardly, and the loyal are more worthy of respect than the traitor." Salomon shook his head, "But let's not talk about it anymore. The turkey is already roasted Alright, it's time to take it out and wake up the meat."

"Hello, boys!" Ms. Jacobs looked out into the kitchen with a face full of embarrassment. "I hear the oven bell! Need help?"

"No, we can do it!" Salomon said quickly.

Casilios also hurriedly nodded in agreement, "That's right, we can have dinner soon!"

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