Shadow of the Beautiful World

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After completing Minerva’s asylum application, Merlin did not stay in the Bridge Tunnel Authority for too long.

He could see that Agent Z was actually very busy. He never disturbed the alien affairs expert. He was sitting alone in the silver elevator, preparing to leave the place.

While taking the elevator, Merlin unexpectedly met two peers.

A black guy and a white old man, all dressed in black suits and wearing black ties like Z, looked like M.I.B field agents.

"Dude, you're very good-natured."

When the elevator closed, the black guy standing next to Merlin said to Merlin:

"Are you a new agent? Hello, my name is J."

Looking at his extended hand and his friendly smile, Merlin nodded at him and did not shake his hand. He said:

"Hello, my name is Merlin."

"You are not our agent?"

J's expression became alert. He reached out and took a silver metal rod from his pocket. He said:

"Who are you? Why did you enter the base of M.I.B? We are not open to outsiders here."

Merlin glanced at the metal rod in J's hand. He knew that this thing is called a memory eraser, which is equivalent to the meaning of the Holy Silver Bullet for Agent S.D.O.L.D.. This thing is standard for Agent M.I.B.

Its effect is equivalent to a scientific version of the oblivion spell. Although it is not like the oblivion spell can delete the target's specific memory according to the caster's ideas, it is more flexible and convenient. As long as you master the method, ordinary people can use it.

However, this thing has a fatal flaw. It uses light as an information carrier, so it can be reflected off by things like sunglasses.

Merlin can understand J's vigilance. If a stranger enters the SHIELD Bureau, he will be equally vigilant.

He shook his head and said softly to J:

"I was invited by Z to deal with the task you just messed up, J, I mean, the one in Kansas."

"Wow, man, you are very poisonous."

J's expression was a little ugly. He was a young man in his 20s, and Merlin's words undoubtedly poked at his sore spot.

But just when he was going to refute, he was interrupted by the veteran secret agent beside him.

"Okay, J."

The old agent reached out and pressed the metal rod in J's hand. He said to Merlin:

"You should be an agent of SHIELD, right?"

"Ok."

Merlin nodded, and the old agent continued:

"My name is K. Senior Agent M.I.B. Now that you have taken the task that neither of us can complete, I wish you good luck. In addition, I would like to remind you that the Kansas "ghost" is dangerous."

"He is different from most other aliens... he has great power, and the speed of running alone is enough to get rid of the tracking of the sonic tracker. We have seen him with one hand lifted easily with one hand I got a truck just to stop us."

"Well, it seems that you have seen him?"

Merlin looked at K, and he asked:

"Is there any other information available? Man."

"His appearance is no different from that of a human being. It is difficult for you to find him when hiding in the crowd. In addition, his senses are very developed. We seriously doubt that if he wants to, he is likely to be found tracking thousands of kilometers away. Traces of the person."

K, who looked very steady, whispered:

"If you want to track him, then you better have a way to hide yourself."

"Well, I know, this information is very important."

Merlin nodded to old Agent K, then looked down at his watch. He said:

"Thank you for sharing, man."

"But it's not too early, I should go, I wish you a happy work today."

After that, the shifting mantra was launched, and under the gaze of J and K, Merlin's figure flickered between the twisted lights.

"Wow, cool!"

The young man J sighed, and the calmer K shrugged. He said:

"It looks like Agent Merlin is still a wizard. Speaking of which, J, do you think he can catch the difficult ghost?"

"I look at it."

J snorted. The young man touched his belly. He turned to K and said:

"Let's go eat, K, I'm hungry. Go to Mick's to eat an apple pie."

"Okay, but this time you treat guests."

"Uh... alright."

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On the afternoon of the third day, after eating lunch, Merlin came to the underground laboratory in Europe with a shifting spell.

When he got there, Little Hermione was sitting in a chair and quietly reading a book. In the past few days, Merlin, Hermione, and Harry took turns looking after Gattler, because it was a mutation test on the human body, so Vivienne urged them to observe the changes in Gattler's body at all times in order to react at any time.

And Hermione, compared to the lively and weird little girl a few years ago, after serving as a senior official of the Department of Mysterious Objects Management of the British Ministry of Magic, the younger Hermione also has a little more calmness, and her temperament is more and more like Those wizards who are acting steadily.

She was sitting in an easy chair in the laboratory, her long soft hair resting on her shoulders, and the sleepy Crookshanks lying on Hermione's lap. The cat looked fatter than it was a few years ago.

"Meow"

At the moment when Merlin entered the laboratory, Crookshanks suddenly raised his head as if awakened. When the ugly face saw Merlin appear, it jumped from Hermione's leg and rushed towards Merlin. Very intimately rubbed his head against Merlin's trouser legs.

"Yo, Crookshanks."

Merlin stooped down and hugged the fat cat in his arms. While helping him smooth the hair, he said to Hermione, who had put away the magic book:

"How is the situation with Butler? Is there any sign of deterioration?"

"No."

Hermione glanced at Butler, who was still struggling instinctively. A trace of pity and intolerance flashed in her eyes. She replied:

"Mr. John's will is strong, he has not been defeated by pain, but it is not a good thing for him, which means that he has a clear sense of pain. I made 2 sleep spells for him, and injected 3 Times nutrient solution, but his vitality is still declining...I remember, you said this is normal?"

"Yes, this is normal."

Merlin put down Crookshanks. He stood beside Hermione and looked at the suffering Gattler in front of him. He said:

"The weakening of vitality is because the cells in his body are undergoing mutation transformation and need heat to maintain the new form after transformation. The mutation progress is close to 50%. If he can survive this level, it means that Gattler can take the fire. Rebirth."

"This is too inhumane."

Hermione sighed, holding her magic book, plucking her long hair in her ear, and said to Merlin:

"If Mr. John is still awake now, I doubt that he will certainly regret joining this experiment, even if it can save lives."

"No, Little Hermione."

Merlin put his hand on Hermione's shoulder and said softly:

"You don't know the person of Gattler, even if he comes again, he will definitely make the same choice. He is not a person who will admit to reality, even if he is wearing a metal life support... Such a person can give everything for that glimmer of hope."

"Speaking of it, are you and Ron okay recently?"

The atmosphere in the laboratory was a little low, and Merlin changed the subject. He asked:

"I heard Harry say that the two of you had a quarrel before? What's going on? Ron's stupid dare to provoke my dear little sister... Need me to beat you up and be angry?"

"Not so serious, Merlin! It's just a small contradiction."

Hermione whispered:

"He's too immature. I let him continue to work in the Ministry of Magic. Harry is now the commander of Auror. I am now a middle-level. As long as he continues to stay through for a few years, he has a good future. Resign and go to Diagon Alley to open a magic trick shop with his two older brothers."

Hermione said tangled:

"It's so disappointing!"

"Uh, it's not so good, Hermione."

Merlin patted Hermione's shoulder, he said:

"I know Ron's character. He is not as courageous as Harry, nor as clever as you. Among the three of you, he is the most ordinary one. To be honest, I thought you would choose Harry, It’s not him. But think about it now, if you come together with Harry outside and inside, it’s estimated that it’s also noisy now.”

"Only Ron’s character can only listen to you willingly, but... Little Hermione, you always have to give him some freedom. Men need some freedom, maybe he feels pressure to work with you. Great, I know how terrible you are to get angry."

"So, Merlin, are you talking for Ron?"

Hermione stared at Merlin, she said a little wronged:

"I thought you would be on my side unconditionally."

Merlin shook his head, he said:

"I’m doing it for you, Hermione. This is a talk of experience. Not everyone needs to take the brightest and most promising path, especially the wizard. Your life is much longer than ordinary people. Just think about it It took more than ten years, or even decades, to do a job that I didn’t like. That should be a torment."

"You should give your husband the right to chase his life, let's say... at Ron's cast level, let him be an Auror and deal with dangerous creatures, are you really at ease? Want me to say It’s better to let him be a happy shopkeeper, at least you don’t need to worry about his safety."

"What about you? Merlin."

Hermione looked at Merlin's face and she asked:

"Do you like your current job?"

"How do you ask me to answer you?"

Merlin smiled and said:

"I used to enjoy it, but now I am used to it, there is not so much freshness at all. I have adapted to this kind of life. Although I occasionally try to think about how I live another life, it is like another Life, another...Vitality of Gattler began to decline rapidly! Hermione, take the Bacchus Gold!"

In front of Merlin's eyes, Sleeper's body suddenly began to shake violently, just like a fish thrown in the desert.

Hermione pulled out her wand and waved it gently. The silver-grey metal crystal bottle on the table fell into her hand. She twisted the bottle and used magic to remove a mass of liquid metal. Merlin looked back and shook his head:

"Too much! Just one third!"

"Such?"

Hermione separated one-third of the Bacchus gold. She handed the liquid metal to Merlin. She looked at the ball of metal, the size of her thumb. She said:

"Is this enough?"

"enough."

Merlin put the liquid metal into the syringe and pierced the syringe into Gattler's neck. While slowly injecting the liquid metal into Gattler's body, he explained to Hermione:

"We just need this thing to lock in the vitality of Butler and help him through the toughest level. Dionysus Gold is not a good thing, so the less the better, I don’t want to see Butler slowly assimilated into Inorganic matter, turned into a pile of unsentimental sand or stones."

As the silver-grey liquid metal entered Gattler's body, the old cowboy's pain seemed to be relieved a lot at once, and even his expression became calm.

In Merlin's vision, the rapid vitality that Caterina was consumed in the mutation was supplemented, like a weak flame, at this moment he got a new fuelwood, and began to burn again.

"All right."

Merlin took out the needle. He looked at the trembling muscles under Gattler's skin, and as he became more and more muscular, he said:

"The most terrible node seems to have passed... the mutation has entered the second half, the extraordinary body is being reshaped, and now there is only waiting."

"After Mr. Wake up, will he become a demon hunter?"

Hermione looked at this strange mutation with interest, and she asked:

"I heard that the physical qualities of the demon hunter are far more than ordinary people, and they also have the ability to cast spells...It is magical, this experiment can actually turn Muggles into wizards."

"No, it's not as magical as you think, little Hermione."

Merlin pinched an Ignifal seal in his hand, and a beating flame appeared in the palm of his hand. He placed the flame in front of Hermione's eyes and said to the girl:

"Look, the magical power of the magical hunter of the demon hunter, no matter in terms of power or quantity, is far inferior to that of a formal wizard. The magic in their bodies is very poor compared to you. If a demon hunter People dare to provoke you, then you can easily rub him back and forth on the ground if you are fully prepared."

Merlin says:

"Even the legendary White Hunter Geralt, the legendary White Hunter, was interrupted by a formal wizard when he was undiscovered..."

"A mutant potion just turns ordinary people into warriors against aliens. It doesn't mean that they will turn them into superhumans. How to say, the profession of demon hunters, in fact, is very similar to wizards. "

"If its effect is just like this, why do you have to spend so much effort to perfect the mutation process?"

Hermione asked with some doubt:

"The cost-effectiveness of this thing doesn't look high at all."

"But it is exactly what I need, Little Hermione."

Merlin looked at Butler in front of him, and he said softly:

"I can't make hundreds of wizards overnight, that is impossible. But as long as the raw materials are enough, it only takes a week, I can have hundreds of demon hunters...maybe they are in you Such formal wizards do not seem to be particularly prominent, but for those equally weak aliens, this is already a very powerful deterrent."

"Just like the rise of the demon hunters in the Middle Ages, in this era, the chaotic alien order in the dark world will change due to the reappearance of the aegis hunter."

"And this change is what I want to see..."

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