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Chapter 302: Gulf of Naples

Standing upwards from the cliffs of the Gulf of Naples, looking forward, there were white boats floating on the calm indigo sea. Although it was not yet summer, the bright sunshine just gave the slightly drunken warm wind to the crowd.

Salomon is standing on the balcony of a hotel in Positano on the hillside. There are many buildings with Mediterranean characteristics and white walls built on this cliff. The orange and yellow roofs are stacked on it, dotted on the green cliffs. He held the rough stone railings and saw the semicircular cove. The crowded and noisy Santa Lucia Fishing Port in the lower left is like the rising heat on the sea, floating up with liveliness and noises, and even he could feel the inexplicable warmth.

The air here seemed to be filled with melodious string music and laziness. He saw seagulls, petrels and gray-black cormorants gathered on the coast, slowly shaking their webbed palms, and leisurely rowing between small boats. Facing the sea and looking to the left, the famous Vesuvius Volcano was sleeping on the side, and the thin clouds were carelessly wandering around the top of the mountain, unable to get along.

This giant, born from the Eurasian plate, Indian Ocean plate and African plate edge, is the most dangerous volcano in Europe. At the same time, the unique volcanic soil and suitable precipitation have given birth to lush vegetation, and the wine here is also the best in Naples.

For example, the glass of Tauracea in his hand comes from Campania. This glass is full of red cherries, black spices, menthol and mineral flavors. Although he can't taste the last taste, it doesn't prevent him from drinking another glass. Berenita agreed with the taste of Salomon. She also poured herself a glass and walked to the balcony to enjoy the drowsy afternoon with Salomon. Due to geographical reasons, she quickly recovered her past taste after retrieving her memory. In the past, Berenita grew up eating Italian cuisine. She had some research on wine, or in other words, almost all the witches have studied these things.

There is only one exception, Joan of Arc. She never cared about what to eat and drink. When she was young, she only focused on improving her combat skills, studied the secret techniques of the witch clan, and stayed away from all enjoyment. After adulthood, she encountered a sage attack from the wise clan, so she could not understand Salomon and Beyonita's discussion on the quality of wine.

"Why are we here?" She finally asked a question and interrupted the increasingly sticky conversation between Salomon and Beyonetta in time.

"Vacation, Joan of Arc." Salomon turned around and leaned against the railing and replied. The network here was not very good, just suitable for Mr. Finch to live before completing the work of the firewall. Before that, the secret wizard had received several calls from unknown numbers, but he still didn't connect. He was worried that the machine would really find the design drawings he designed when he was designing the artificial human. Before Stark and Mr. Finch finished his work, he did not intend to power any electrical appliances in the apartment - even if the artificial intelligence wanted to talk to him, he had to stand in the same position. He didn't want to be raided by a robot while walking on the road.

According to Mr. Finch's confession, his machine had taken action to escape to the real world at the beginning of design. Although this problem was solved, no one can guarantee that the machine would not do this again.

It was not a hot-headed decision to come to Italy for vacation. When Beyonita and Joan of Arc cleaned up the angels, they came all the way to Italy, spanning central Europe. So the secret wizard who came to deliver the meal decided to stay here for two days to see if it was because of the abnormality in the former site of the Ragna Cult on the Island of Sun that led to a significant increase in the number of angels.

However, Beyonita refused Salomon's help, and this kind of small scene was nothing to her. In the past, when Salomon did not appear, she worked like this, and now she is, so she persuaded the secret wizard to enjoy the rare holiday and she would handle the matters of Sun Island by herself.

Coming to Positano does not mean that Salomon has completely escaped from the machine's sight. Before the holiday, he would be photographed by surveillance every day when he went to school. Calls from unknown numbers were also called at that time, which made Salomon never tired of it. The vacation does not mean that Salomon let go of everything. The Sora Red Lindruid Cult in the Immortal City needs the teaching of Salomon. Not many of the spells learned before were what the druids should have mastered. He needs to train these people with some of the druid training materials obtained from Balsazze.

What was even more troublesome was Maya Hansen's laboratory. She carried a pistol and killed several people without telling Salomon. This was a small trouble caused by the cash. She was not even willing to tell Salomon about it. It was not until he and Maya Hansen were shot in Rome when they were having lunch in Rome that she told him completely about it.

Although the cash became cleaned by SHIELD, some of the banknotes were marked. There were far more than Nick Fury and Salomon who were watching the money. Nick Fury was very good at hiding secrets, but unfortunately his immediate boss was not the same person. Through the scattered clues, Alexander Pierce had known that it was Salomon who took the money. He didn't even need to dispatch Hydra agents. The problem of veterans in the United States was very serious. You only need to spend money to find several Marines to help with their work. Five hundred thousand dollars is enough to buy one's life. Hydra handles customs clearance documents, transports weapons, and takes several land combat rabies. These people would not even care about the casualties of civilians.

"So...this is why you brought this woman here?" Joan of Arc pointed at the woman sitting opposite her and tasted the wine. Maya Hansen shrugged just in response to Joan of Arc's reproach.

"And this!" Joan of Arc pointed to the woman standing at the door, wearing a black elastic vest and holding a pistol. Samen Shaw accepted the commission from the Secret Mage. She needed to protect Maya Hansen's safety, so she could not drink while performing her mission, so she did not participate in the discussion on red wine. She looked back at Joan of Arc, then turned to look at the corridor outside the door.

"Aren't we here for vacation? Why did you find two other women here?" Joan of Arc angrily picked up the bottle and stuffed it into his mouth. After a while of swallowing, Joan of Arc put down the half-drink bottle. Beyonetta looked at the secret wizard with a playful look, and she wanted to see how Salomon would explain it.

"It's just by the way, Joan of Arc."

Samen Shaw and Maya Hansen cast surprise glances at the secret mage - "Ms. Hansen happened to be in Rome because I put the teleportation array there. Samen Shaw stayed there after I finished writing the paper, so I asked her to help, and when I was away, I was like a bodyguard for Ms. Hansen." Salomon explained unconsciously that he did not notice that the eyes of Beyonetta and Joan of Arc were becoming more and more dangerous.

"Boss, you didn't ask me to protect you, right?" Samen Shaw observed the atmosphere. After receiving a positive answer, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's great, I don't want to die with you."
Chapter completed!
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