Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

after awhile.

He Shenyan picked up the mirror from the side of Leland Gunter, who was beaten into a puddle of mud. He looked at it and found that the situation of the witcher was not good, but it was not bad either. Leland Gunter

I just wanted to torture him. Geralt in the mirror was still swinging his sword at this time. In terms of the witcher's physical strength, he had not reached the limit, but it was not far behind. He was fighting invisible monsters in that room.

for a long time.

He crushed the mirror, and the magic power gently lifted the magic on it. A burst of white light flashed, and the demon hunter holding a silver sword jumped out. He looked at He Shenyan, then at the mud on the ground, and still raised his hand.

Holding the sword: "What is going on?"

"It's hard to explain to you..."

The black-robed mage pointed at the mess and introduced him: "Gante O'Dimm, the Master of Mirrors, the Man of Glass, is also the one who asked you to fight against the air in that room."

"Air? Oh... damn."

The witcher glanced at him and put the silver sword back into the scabbard behind him. He adjusted the position of the shoulder strap and said, "I've never heard of him."

"You don't know he's normal, Geralt."

The mage walked to the pile of mud and threw a ball of fire. The foul-smelling green smoke filled the entire black room. The demon hunter frowned in discomfort, but the mage's expression remained as usual. He said: "This guy is a demon."

"Then I can understand."

The witcher understood immediately.

He has read about demons - people usually call deer-headed monsters or Fenter monsters demons. But the real demons have been recorded in the books of mages and witchers. Demons refer to those who come from other time and space.

The existence of a plane or world. They can exist in their own form, or possess animals or intelligent creatures. There is a spell to summon demons called "evoke magic", or "demonology", which is a

A spell that is strictly prohibited by both the priests and the warlock brotherhood. Demons do not seem to be a single species or race, but a general term for a class of creatures with common characteristics, because each of them is very different from each other.

.

Only a very small number of demonic invasions have been recorded in history, but without exception they all resulted in very terrible consequences.

He Shenyan snapped his fingers, and the surrounding scenery changed again, and they returned to the room in an instant. The black-robed mage looked very relaxed and sat directly on the businessman's soft sofa.

Geralt has lived for a long time, so he can see that the mage has something to say. So the witcher leaned against the wall with his hands on his chest and his right foot as a support, standing leisurely, waiting for the black-robed mage to speak.

"I've seen him before."

He Shenyan said.

"That was... not long after I started learning magic." The mage lowered his head, and Geralt couldn't see his expression.

"That bastard appeared in a town as a businessman. The town was quiet and everyone was kind. He opened a necessities store there. Listen to the name. Who could come up with such a name?

"

"In short... the townspeople bought what they needed from him - bought what they wanted most. However, the price was their own souls, which they didn't know clearly. But I knew that he carefully

He planned a disaster. When he thought the deal was over, the townspeople would start killing each other, and he would collect their souls in the blood and limbs."

"I was the only one present at the time. Even though my teacher didn't allow me to act on my own, I couldn't sit back and watch innocent people die. So I tried my best to stop him... and some other things happened in the meantime."

The mage raised his head. The sunlight outside the window only illuminated the lower half of his face. The black eyes were hidden in the darkness. The demon hunter saw a pair of gems shining brightly in the darkness and heard the mage's whisper.

: "He read my memories and wanted to seduce me... and he almost succeeded, Geralt. Just a little bit away, I had to sacrifice my soul and the souls of an entire town in exchange for an illusory...

possibility."

The demon hunter nodded with some empathy. He thought of something else and said, "Well... I also hate the feeling of being read."

The black-robed mage glanced at him and stood up. He walked past the witcher: "It seems that your commission may fail, Geralt."

The witcher followed him and was about to walk out of the house. He looked back and saw that the twisted arm had disappeared.

"It doesn't matter, at least I got half of the money."

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In the next two days, Geralt first went to explain to the couple that the evil spirit that troubled them had been eliminated. He also asked the man to put two pots of flowers in front of the door when he returned home, saying that this was an exorcism ritual.

But he didn't ask for the remaining half of the money. The businessman's wife said goodbye to them reluctantly. It's hard to tell what she was reluctant to part with.

After that, he accepted another commission. It was very simple, to clean up the water ghosts. But it was also difficult.

Lone water ghosts are not dangerous. Three or five of them may be a bit troublesome. If there are more than ten, you need to be very careful. These annoying monsters have bounties all over the world. They are usually not expensive, but people are killed by them every day.

Make food.

Geralt killed more than twenty water ghosts in the huge sewers of Novigrad, and his brand-new soft armor also became dirty between rolling and dodging. He knew that this job would earn him a lot of money.

There was not much money, not even enough to pay for the maintenance of the armor. Faced with the mage's question, the demon hunter just shrugged and said: "The world is like this, there are not so many dangerous monsters waiting under the city.

I'll kill them for you, most of the time I just kill water ghosts and ghouls."

The two walked out of the sewer, and the demon hunter was carrying a smelly sack with the heads of water ghosts inside. He was going to collect the reward. He gave the black-robed mage who was floating the whole time a complicated look: "At least you are practicing hysteria.

This is no different from most mages."

"Ah, don't be so mean. Geralt. I believe that if you had the choice, you wouldn't want to run to the sewers. Look at yourself, you stink like hell now."

The witcher said expressionlessly: "Yes, I know."

They walked all the way through the low shanty towns and threw the head containing the water ghost on the tax officer's desk. The tax officer was a very serious-looking man wearing round glasses. Faced with the appalling stench in the sack, he actually

He poured out all the heads and began to count them one by one. After counting, he took out a hundred crowns and handed them to Geralt, nodding to him: "They are all here, Witcher. Twenty water heads."

Ghost, five crowns each, a hundred crowns in total."

The witcher opened the small bag he handed over, took a look at it, and put it into his pocket. In fact, he didn't need to pick up the commission anymore. The gold bar given by the mage was enough for him to stay in Novigrad.

I spent the winter comfortably - but if I wanted to do anything else, the money wouldn't be enough.

You know what I'm referring to.