Shadow of the Beautiful World

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On the night of December 22, 1992, 3 days before Christmas.

Agent Merlin, seconded to the Logistics Department of Strategic Hazard Intervention and Intelligence, is sitting in a hotel room in Paris with four boxes on the table in front of him.

Three of them were sent to him through the postal channel of the original Strategic Science Corps, and the last one was a toy that was sent directly to the front desk of the hotel and packed in ordinary FedEx boxes.

All four boxes are marked with Christmas gifts.

Merlin has also received Christmas gifts before, but the four in front of him clearly have a different meaning. This is the first gift he received in the beginning of his new life.

Merlin took the paper knife and carefully opened the first box, which was a black wooden box, and in the wooden box, a classic Colt 1911 black pistol was placed.

The pistol's handle and gun body have nicks left over from long-term use, placed in the box, there is a feeling of years of precipitation, but it is like an old knife, after years of sharpening, still sharp match.

Merlin picked up the pistol, which felt perfect. He withdrew the magazine and filled it with brass bullets. And in the box, there is a card.

The card was written in beautiful fonts:

"My first loot was given to my friend Merlin and I wish Merry Christmas.-Clint Francis Barton"

"Thanks, Clint."

Merlin whispered, put the black pistol aside, and then picked up the second box.

This box is much lighter than the first one. Merlin shook, and there was a sound of something colliding.

He opened the box, and inside was a carton, and inside the carton, there was something dark, similar to a camera film tube.

And beside this thing, there is also a card, which is written in a very feminine Juanxiu font:

"Thank you for your gift, little boy, may you like my return."

Well, this frivolous tone must be Natasha's return.

Merlin picked up the very light black cylinder, which had only the thickness of the thumb. After carefully looking over, Merlin found a small buckle on the top of the cylinder, which seemed to be able to buckle on the small thumb.

Merlin fastened the buckle and pulled it outward.

"Uh"

With a loud bang, a black piece made of unknown material that resembled a wire was pulled out. It buzzed in front of Merlin's eyes, and when he saw this thing, Merlin's neck was a little chilly involuntarily.

He knew what this thing was, and he had seen something similar in the assassination class at the Secret Service Academy.

This stuff is a coil specifically used for assassination of the throat.

As long as the target is tightened from the back, just a few seconds, the target's throat can be easily cut. During the assassination, this thing is much more convenient than a knife.

However, to use this thing skillfully requires certain skills, otherwise it is easy to hurt yourself in combat, and Merlin has never used it.

"It really has the style of a black widow..."

Merlin put this assassin spool in the lining pocket of his clothes. Although this thing is unremarkable, it is very practical.

"Thanks, Natasha."

Merlin happily pushed the second box aside, and then picked up the third box.

Compared with the first two boxes, the third box is much more compact, and the packaging is only the size of Merlin's palm. Merlin was curious about what was in this box.

Although he can sense the contents of the box with dark perception, if this is done, the mystery of the gift itself is destroyed. This is what Merlin does not like, and he does not like the feeling that his expectations have come to nothing.

He took the paper knife and opened the box. The result was stunned to find that in the box was... a pack of cigarettes.

Um, a pack of silk card cigarettes, and still unopened cigarettes.

"Is this a prank?"

Merlin picked up the card on the cigarette case with some confusion, with a line written on it:

"I found this from Agent Silver Bullet. I think you will like it... In addition, thank you for your sunglasses. It works very well. I like it very much."

This should be a gift from Fury.

Fury shouldn't be so boring?

And it seems that he found it with some effort.

Merlin took the box of cigarettes in his hand, and with this, he immediately discovered the problem. The weight of this pack of cigarettes is not right. It is at least two times heavier than a real silk card cigarette!

Merlin opened the cigarette case and there were only two cigarettes in it.

He picked up the first one and put it in his hand to watch. The appearance of this thing was exactly the same as that of a cigarette, but it was made of metal. Merlin held the thing with both hands and found that it could rotate, so Merlin gently twisted it.

"Fizz"

A faint sound of electric current rang from the cigarette, and Merlin could feel that a faint energy exploded from the cigarette. At the same time, all the electronics-related products in the whole room were abnormal at this moment.

The lamp bulb on his hand and the tube above his head were completely scrapped under a flash.

"EMP?"

In the darkness, Merlin looked at the cigarette in his hand in surprise. This thing was actually an ultra-miniature electromagnetic pulse transmitter. Its range could radiate into this house at most, but it was absolutely enough to destroy electronic equipment at close range. Too.

This gave Merlin a big surprise. This was the first "gadget" in his hand related to the agent's career.

"It really feels like James Bond!"

Merlin put the cigarette back into the box happily, and he picked up the second one. With the last experience, he carefully turned the knob, a hot red laser jet from the front of the cigarette, and easily put the table in front of Merlin's eyes. A small hole has melted out.

"Cool! Miniature high-frequency ray gun!"

Merlin fitted this metal cigarette case close to his body. For this practical gadget, Merlin liked it very much.

It's also Fury's intention.

But the bad news is that he will have to explain to the hotel staff about the broken lamp in the room and the broken table in the early morning tomorrow.

"The last one, let me see, what is this thing?"

Merlin picked up the last package, which was not sent by friends he knew well. In fact, there was only one document bag in this package.

In the darkness, Merlin picked up the document bag, and the darkness could not block his eyes. He clearly saw that there was a small line of text on the surface of the document bag:

"Colson, this is what you need, remember your promise!-Thalia."

"Oh, it's not a Christmas present."

Merlin opened the document bag with some disappointment. This thing was rescued by him that day. It is said that the girl from the Assassin Alliance collected information about the aggressive magical objects in order to thank him.

Frankly, if this letter were not delivered to him, it would be estimated that Merlin would soon forget about it.

He didn’t know what the Assassin’s League was, and he had never been in contact with the guys who seemed dangerous, and it could be seen from the fighting style of the girl Thalia that these guys had nothing to do with magic, so Merlin was right They are not confident.

But unexpectedly, the dark-haired girl actually found something, and she still remembered her promise. This made Merlin feel better about the mysterious, once stolen Thalia's senses.

Merlin took the uneven parchment from the envelope and spread it on the table in front of him.

This thing looks a bit old, judging from the lines on the fragments, but like a graffiti for a child, it is full of a medieval magic book.

Even marking the ocean on map debris is replaced by monsters in water.

"what is this?"

Merlin looked at the piece of parchment in front of him in the dark. He instinctively tried to piece it together. He felt that this thing in front of him was like a treasure map.

But on this rough map that was so outrageous, Merlin could not find any clue. He reversed the largest piece of parchment in front of him, and behind the parchment, wrote a sentence in suspected French.

Merlin frowned, he couldn't understand French, and the map was so crippled that he couldn't see the clue at all.

However, judging from the method of making this parchment and its material, this thing is really likely to have a history of hundreds of years, so the things recorded on it may be made by a fantasy magic man hundreds of years ago. Joke, but this thing is also very likely, it is really a treasure map hiding offensive magic weapons.

Unfortunately, Thalia only gave this thing to Merlin without any explanation.

It may be that she does not know what this thing is, or that she knows, but she deliberately did not say that she threw this garbage-like thing to Merlin in order to complete her commitment and at the same time let Merlin get nothing.

This made Talia's image in Merlin's mind worse.

"Cunning woman!"

Merlin shook his head, he no longer ignored the meaningless things, the broken treasure map could not find the treasure, and he did not have time to focus his energy on an adventure that was most likely to fail.

Ten minutes later, midnight has arrived.

In the dark, Merlin came out of the bathroom, and he was ready to put on his pajamas to rest. He is now working as a low-key civilian agent at the base of the European branch, which is also the new identity given to him by Gartler in order to protect him.

When Merlin opened the closet, when he picked up his pajamas, he came across the coat he put on the cabinet. The coat fell to the ground, revealing a long box under the clothes. It was Lola, a red ghost belonging to Merlin. Claw wand.

Merlin reached out and picked up Lola from the carpet, and at the moment he held the wand, there was a lightning inspiration in his mind.

Yes, he is a wizard!

For ordinary people, what has been completely destroyed is not worthless to the wizard...

If he remembers correctly, in the textbook Mr. Arthur gave him, there is a spell that can repair those broken things!

There was a flash of light in Merlin's eyes. He quickly put on his pajamas, walked into the bedroom in the dark, and took out "Standard Spell. Elementary." A few minutes later, he successfully found the spell.

Repair the spell.

A very simple spell, and the effect is average.

It can only be used to repair items that do not contain magic. If a magic item is destroyed, the repair spell is powerless. And the effect of the repair spell is uncertain, although the textbook says it is very formal. But Merlin felt that this thing was a matter of luck.

With good luck, it can be completely repaired with one cast. With bad luck, 10 casts cannot succeed.

The most important thing is that the textbook clearly understands that to cast a repair spell, the broken items need to be intact. But Merlin himself did not know whether the pile of parchment paper in front of him was really complete.

So he decided to give it a try.

In the darkness of midnight, Merlin was wearing pajamas, holding the opened magic book in his left hand, and holding Lola in his right hand.

"Reparo! (Repair Curse)"

"Uh"

A dark red light shone at the top of Lola, accompanied by Merlin's rhythmic waving of his wand, and a low chanting sound. Dark magic flowed smoothly between the wands, under the control of Merlin's will, the extremely simple mana model of the repair spell appeared, and then shot from the top of the wand in the form of a ray of light.

"Uh"

Like a cold breeze, in front of Merlin's eyes, the pile of parchment pieces were rolled up by the wind, but did not fall apart.

It was like being manipulated by an invisible pair of hands, and was quickly restored on the table.

"There is a play!"

Merlin's eyes lit up. At the moment when he saw the breeze gradually disappearing, he threw a repair spell at the parchment pieces in front of him again, until a few minutes later, after the fourth repair spell was completed, the pile of parchment, A half-empty map was formed in front of Merlin.

A relatively complete map has appeared on the rectangular parchment, but there are two parts missing in the center and lower left of the map.

"Sure enough, Talia, you cunning woman!"

Merlin held out his hand and picked up the magically bonded parchment map. He looked at the blurry lines on the map and the monsters representing the ocean. At first glance, Merlin felt that the image was somewhat familiar.

A few seconds later, he found a map of the world. After repeated comparisons, he finally confirmed that the lines on the upper right of the map were drawn in Europe, to be precise, in the Nordic region.

Merlin turned the map over, and the French text behind the map was also put together, but only the upper right section was complete.

Merlin picked up the brick-like cell phone and called the front desk. A few minutes later, a heavy French dictionary was delivered to Merlin.

At 1:30 midnight, after a long period of comparison and translation, the meaning of that paragraph finally appeared in Merlin's heart.

"South of the water, north of the mountain."

"The ring of rocks, among the ancient trees."

"God step 37, what the gods give."

This riddle-like thing made Merlin narrow his eyes and looked at the torn map in his hand.

He had a hunch, maybe, he had to take some time off...

Going to Northern Europe.

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