Magus Tech (Technological Wizard)

One door, two people, inside and outside the door.

Under the darkness of the night, Suradia stood inside the door and looked at Gibran for a long time without speaking.

Gibran opened his mouth and asked aloud, "Can I go in?"

"Come with me." Surati finally said, turned around, took a step, and walked towards the room. The movement was very slow, and he kept observing Gibran's reaction, but Gibran didn't react at all, just followed him blankly, as if he had no malicious intentions, as if he was just an ordinary visitor.

But Surat was very clear, absolutely not!

After moving his throat a few times, Suradi took a deep breath, quickened his pace, and led Gibran into the study.

Sitting down on the seat behind the desk, Surat put his hands under the desk, squinted at Gibran who was standing aside, with a solemn expression, and said, "Who are you?"

"Oh." Gibran smiled slightly, "The one who killed you."

"You are very straightforward." Surat's expression did not change much, "But...you are not the first person to say this to me. Many people who said this died before me."

"But I believe that I will be the last person to say that to you." Gibran said, "I said the same thing to many people, and they all ended up without exception."

"It seems that you are very confident in your own strength." Su Ladi said, "But having confidence is a good thing, and it is also a bad thing. Do you really feel that you know me well? Do you know that the fundamental problem you are facing Not me alone, but a huge wizarding organization."

"The answer is... I know." Gibran reminded Surades, "Mr. Surades, the master of the council, of course I know the wizarding organization behind you. To be honest, this matter is a little... um, interesting.

Do you know, from a long time ago, my companions and I have been disguising as a certain force for a certain plan, on the one hand to build momentum, and on the other hand to cover up our true identity.

The faction we are pretending to be is the Black Spirit Wizard Society that remained after the fall of the Black Spirit King Empire, and we use the Black Spirit Empire logo as an identification mark. Not at first, but later I found out that there are people—that is, you, who use the same logo as us. To put it simply, the organization we pretended to be is real.

This is really interesting. "

"Is it you!" Surat's eyes widened, "It turns out that you were the ones who framed and attacked our council before!"

"Framing is not deliberate, because we didn't know your existence at the beginning." Gibran explained, "But the attack, after we found out, it has been there. I don't know if you have noticed. Recently, your parliament has been Someone went missing, well, we killed it."

Surat's eyes narrowed, although he was trying his best to control himself, he still showed a somewhat angry expression, "It really is you!"

"Don't get excited." Gibran waved his hand and said slowly, "Actually, worse things are still to come. I came to visit today to tell you some news: Recently, after we attacked the White Stone Tower, some After a certain amount of time, after some consideration, in order to avoid the loopholes of disguised identities, we launched the final attack on your organization. About ten minutes before I came, your organization, um, your parliament, had been destroyed gone."

Suratti was slightly taken aback,

His eyes blinked, as if he didn't understand.

Gibran said: "In other words, Mr. Sourat, you are the last person in your council who is still alive. The rest of your council, your two old friends—Adod, Botura, and you The student--Ken, a member of the council--was killed before I came."

"Impossible." Surati shouted, completely disbelieving.

"Is there anything impossible, Mr. Surades?" Gibran said softly, "The strength we have is far beyond your imagination. In our opinion, there is no difficulty in destroying your organization. Even if it is to destroy the White Stone Tower , there is no difficulty, it is just a little troublesome. After all, they have too many wizards and are too scattered, and they need to be given some time to let them hit their strength first, and then they can completely wipe them out at once. "

Surati was silent for a while, then looked at Gibran and said, "If you really have to destroy the parliament, why leave me for the final treatment?"

"It's very simple. The reason why I kept you until the end is because I know that you are hiding very deeply and are stronger than your two old friends. In order to avoid any accidents, I decided to come to you in person. Gibran said, "As the saying goes, good things should be saved until the end."

"It turns out that I am good, then I would like to thank you for your appreciation."

"You deserve it, Mr. Surati."

"If that's the case, then shouldn't I show some corresponding strength, at least... I can't live up to your expectations of me."

"It doesn't matter." Gibran said, "Since I'm here, it means that no matter what strength you show, it won't change the outcome of the matter. In fact, if nothing else happens, you have no chance to show your strength at all."

"Oh, are you so confident?"

"Not confidence, but fact."

"I don't really believe it, I want to... give it a try."

"You can try it, but...you have to bear the consequences."

The study suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere was a little tense. The air seemed to be full of combustible gunpowder. It only takes a little spark to ignite and explode!

At this time, the footsteps of "da da da" sounded from outside the door, from far to near, very clear.

"Da da da……"

Surat and Gibran both looked out the door at the same time, Surat's face changed slightly, and Gibran was slightly curious.

With a "squeak", the door opened, and Heidi walked in with the brewed tea, stepping into the environment full of "gunpowder".

but……

"clatter--"

As soon as she walked in and took a step, Heidi stopped her body, because she clearly felt the weirdness in this room. Although she couldn't tell the specific reason, she knew something was wrong.

Blinking her big eyes, Heidi looked at Surades, and then at the unfamiliar Gibran, not knowing what to do or say.

After a long time, Heidi opened her mouth and said to Su Ladi, "Grandpa, I made the tea..."

"……"silence.

Suradia didn't answer, didn't have any answer, just stared at Gibran's face, but Gibran looked at Heidi calmly.

The study room is as quiet as in a cemetery.

After being quiet for a while, Heidi couldn't help but test out: "Grandpa, I put tea on the table for you. Grandpa?"

Still did not answer, Heidi had no choice but to take a light step, walked towards Surat, put the teacup carefully on the table, and saw Surat gave her a very secret look at the next moment, the meaning was simple: go!

Heidi's body tensed up, she was a little surprised, but she didn't dare to disobey Suradia's intention, so she turned around and hurried out of the study.

As a result, just as he was about to pass by Gibran, Gibran suddenly said, "Little girl, are you... aren't you going to give me a cup of tea? Well, you are holding two cups of tea, and you are going to give me a cup, right?"

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