Shadow of the Beautiful World

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In the former hospital affiliated with the Strategic Science Corps, Merlin and Fury were looking at the person lying on the bed in front of the glass and receiving help through the glass.

That was Agent Jasper Hitville.

Last year, he assisted Constantine to sort out the New York heterogeneous list, and was recruited in advance because of his excellent work performance. But now, this young man is lying in the emergency room, and a week has passed, he has no signs of awakening.

Merlin also worked with Hitville for a while, and he had a good impression of the young Indian.

"Hittville is actually not a good agent."

Fury held his arms and said to Merlin:

"This young man lacks self-confidence and courage. He once told me that if he could, he voluntarily became a house agent. He didn’t even want to be equipped with a gun. He just hoped that he could sit in the office and deal with something within his power. I checked. According to his profile, he was born as an orphan, and almost lost his life as a gang fighting as a kid."

"But he is also a very qualified assistant. I handed over the task to Constantine. The guy is only responsible for providing some preliminary information, but the list that Hitville gave me is very comprehensive. It contains almost all the heterogeneous ones. The information is clearly marked by everyone. The list can be used as a standard template for internal documents of the organization."

Fury shook his head, he said with regret:

"If this young man can't wake up anymore, our organization will have a very good helper. He and young people like you are the hope for the future of the organization."

"Relax, he will wake up."

Merlin had a cup of coffee in his hand and he sipped a bitter liquid. In his spiritual vision, he could see the situation of the young man in front of him. He said to Fury:

"Hitville's weak soul is recovering. He can't wake up now because his body is too tired. In a few days, he will wake up and rest for a month before he can be discharged."

"Well, I hope so."

Fury reached out and buckled his sunglasses on his face, and led Merlin out of the hospital. The two sat in the car, and Fury drove the car all the way to the direction of Hell's Kitchen.

"This is what you want."

Merlin put the coffee on the bridge and took a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Fury.

The latter waved the steering wheel in one hand, took it in the other, and probably glanced at it, then nodded and put the note close to him. The above records are the complete materials and procedures for making holy silver bullets, which is what the two people said well.

"Come to work at the headquarters, Merlin."

Fury turned the car into a street, and while honking his horn, he urged the car in front to leave quickly, and said to Merlin:

"Kohler is now being miserably suppressed by Pierce. He has already burned his head and has no time to trouble us. I promised that your office can be assigned to you. I now need some trustworthy people to help me deal with some things."

"Shall I still sit in the office?"

There was a bored expression at the corner of Merlin's mouth, and he said to Fury:

"Forget it, I sat in the office for a year at Butler, and that job really didn't work for me. I'm still going to work in the field. It's good to be a freelance expert."

"That will do."

Fury nodded, he said:

"I may have been on business trips recently, and since Kohler’s threats no longer exist, I will start to accept new jobs. Agent Weaver is ready for everything. Only our special academy is about to be established. I have to go. Find some outstanding young people like Hitville to fill the future of the organization."

"Would you like to go with me?"

"Well, it sounds interesting."

Merlin shrugged and said with regret:

"But it may not work recently. I have to seize the time to study magic. I can only keep those books for three years, and now, one and a half years have passed."

"Well... those magic, I mean, can it be rumored?"

Fry narrowed her eyes and asked softly:

"If I help you find some talented apprentices, can you..."

"Theoretically yes."

Merlin leaned on the passenger seat, rubbing his forehead, and said to Fury:

"But we better not do it. I heard that the United States Department of Magic has a rougher style of action. They are hiding in a corner of this land, monitoring the magic activities in North America. Once we teach magic in private If your behavior is detected, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble."

"Fery, you don’t know, the wizards are very serious about inheritance, and many of them are not very good about the senses of ordinary people. They call ordinary people Muggle, um , A humiliating vocabulary, do you understand what I mean?"

"Well, I understand. It sounds like a variant of pedigree."

Fury somewhat regretted giving up this tempting idea.

As an agent supervisor and a future leader, he certainly hoped that the stronger his organization, the better. Merlin’s magic showed the strength that night, and it really made Fury covet.

But he still has reason. When his own organization is still in the trough, it is best not to provoke a magic power that sounds huge.

"But this matter is actually not a compromise."

Merlin looked around, lowered his voice, and said to Fury:

"In the wizarding world, there is a person called "mute gun", which means people who have magical talents but cannot release magic. They are between wizards and ordinary people. They have a lot of knowledge about supernatural phenomena, and some of them are known. Extraordinary. And most importantly, the existence of dumb cannons is actually quite common, and the wizards have loose management of dumb cannons."

"You mean, can we recruit some?"

Freed suddenly saw his eyes, he touched his chin and said in a deep voice:

"Are they easy to find?"

"At least much easier to find than the hidden wizard."

Merlin says:

"I recently asked a few friends to help you to find out where the dumb guns in North America gather. Don’t recruit too much, Fury, it’s enough to have one or two well-informed consultants, many people Instead, it will attract attention, which is not worth the loss."

"I can understand that all we need is a consultant."

Fury patted Merlin's shoulder, he said:

"To deal with those things, you can just go out. You are now my first agent specializing in supernatural affairs."

"You are a bit weird."

Merlin glanced at Fury. He looked at Fury's old flight jacket. He smiled and said:

"Is this dress easy to use?"

"Well, it's really good."

Fury said with great satisfaction:

"Never need to wash, never get dirty, and can repair itself if it is damaged. Everything is fine except not being bulletproof and wearing old clothes."

"In fact, there are the latest suits and uniforms for sale over there."

Merlin says:

"I just don't know what style you like, so I didn't buy it."

"Then next time you come back, help me bring a windbreaker."

Fury said:

"It's black, very cool! Well, let's have another black thin sweater and trousers, and if you have combat boots, also a pair."

"OK, no problem."

Merlin nodded and agreed:

"Be sure to get it for you before your next birthday."

"Click"

In Merlin's talk, Fury's car stopped on the roadside. Fury opened the window and pointed at Merlin to a house on the roadside, and said to him:

"Your house is burnt, and I will rent another room for you again, still the same as before, as your safe house. I won't arrange field missions for you recently, take the time to learn magic..."

"The stronger you are, the more emboldened our organization is when facing those weird things."

Merlin opened the car door and looked at the white house in front of him. He relieved his breath and turned his head to say to Fury:

"Thanks, this house looks good."

"Of course not bad."

Fury folded his arms and leaned against his new car. He said:

"The rent for this house is very expensive. I only paid you the first month's rent. You will pay for it later. It comes with a yard and garage with full furniture. This place is quieter and more remote. Someone will disturb you."

"Let's go in and see."

Merlin took the key from Fury, and the two walked into the house. This is a typical American cottage with two floors, wooden structure, and furniture for a long time but not a problem.

But in the courtyard behind the house, Merlin found something strange.

"Is this also a bonus?"

Merlin pointed to the rusty old car that was missing two tires beside the yard. He said to Fury:

"Or the'collectibles' left by the last tenant?"

"Uh, I don't know this."

Fury looked puzzled at the old car that had been scrapped. He said:

"I remember the last time I saw it, I didn't have it yet. Forget it, find a trailer and drag it away."

"and many more."

Merlin walked over to the old car, and he looked at the car in front of him, as if he had seen the car repaired by him on Cole Farm. Lola, the car he left to Phil, at the beginning, it was the same as the car in front of him, it was rusty and ignored.

Merlin reached out and touched the car's hood. He turned back and said to Fury:

"Leave it here. This is the Dodge Challenger, a classic old car. If given the opportunity, I will refurbish it and use it as my own car."

"It looks like you have a lot of research on the car."

Fury snorted. He raised his wrist and looked at the time. He said to Merlin:

"Then you are free. I will go first. I found a few good young people a few days ago. I have to meet them. If things go well, you can see ours in a few months. Newcomer agent."

"Then I won't give you away."

Merlin opened the hood and began to inspect the interior of the old car.

Behind him, Fury turned and left, and Kohler could not cause trouble for him anymore, which meant that Fury could finally start doing things. He sat back in his car, took a document from under the bridge, glanced at it, then started the vehicle and drove in the direction of the airport.

"The first stop on public travel...Wisconsin."

"Wait, Merlin seems to have been born there?"

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"Come on, cheers!"

That night, in Merlin's new home, Eric Jr., May and Ben, and Merlin themselves, the family stood at the table and toasted to celebrate Merlin's move to his new home.

The meals on the table are all taken out, and the house is not very tidy, but the family gathered here to bring a touch of precious warmth to this empty house.

Merlin and Ben hold a beer and drink, while May is helping Eric cut the pizza, the TV shows the classic movie "Back to the Future", the lights in the room are a little dark, under this dark night , Merlin enjoys rare relaxation and reunion.

He drank a glass of wine and suddenly remembered something that was left behind.

He stood up, took two bags from the room, and handed it to Mei, who was busy. He said:

"I bought this skirt when I first went to Europe, but I didn't have time to come back halfway. Originally, it was given to you in Christmas 1992, but it took more than a year for a blink of an eye. Fortunately, now It's not too late."

"Oh? Did you bring me a gift?"

Mei took the bag in Merlin's hand. She glanced at it and found that it was a beautifully decorated box. She took the box out and opened it, and a purple skirt appeared in front of everyone.

Under the light of the lights, this skirt made of unknown materials reflects the rainbow-like streamer, just like a real artwork.

Ben and Eric sighed in surprise, and May reached out to stroke the purple skirt. The material was very soft, not like the fabric she had seen before.

"Should this be expensive?"

May raised her head and looked at her brother. She said:

"You should save your money, not spend so much money."

"But it's not really expensive, my sister."

Merlin leaned on the sofa and explained to Mei:

"I bought this skirt in an old store in London, it's not as expensive as you think, and after we met, I haven't given you a gift."

He said to his sister:

"Hold it, sister, as if you were paying me to take care of Eric these days."

"OK then."

May refused to refuse any more, so she put away her skirt, and Eric raised her head and complained to Merlin:

"Don't I have a gift?"

"Yes, in my suitcase, find it yourself."

Merlin touched Eric's head. The latter cheered and rushed into Merlin's room, but a moment later, a frustrated scream came out. Eric, wearing an old cloak, rushed out of the room and said to Merlin:

"Old clothes! Damn it! Will you send me this thing?"

"But don't you think it's cool?"

Merlin says:

"Put on like Zorro! Don't you like Zorro most?"

"This is also true."

At the age of 14, Eric put on a hood and happily made several grandeur-like poses. The funny young man caused three people to laugh.

This laughter echoed in the darkness, and outside the window, the first snowflake after the Spring Festival in 1994 fell, representing the end of the year.

And, hope for the coming year.

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