The Cheshire Cat tried to lick the chocolate on Joan of Arc's fingertips, but the witch pressed his head tightly.

This fat cat is completely insulated from the word elegance. It is a greedy, lazy, and flirting goblin cat with high-end cat food stuffed in its belly. It jumps from one sofa to another and likes to lose hair everywhere. This cat has no advantages, it contains the shortcomings of all the cats in the world. The only thing that makes people happy is the chubby, cylindrical figure of the Cheshire cat feels very good to touch, and it is the witch's favorite doll.

Despite the struggle of the fat cat, Dinah picked it up from the witch's knees and then used a brush to brush the hair on its belly, because the cat hairs that were floating everywhere offended her sacred master. It just so happened that these cat hairs could also make nests for the Pikes who stayed at the door of the apartment, so that those tricks and tricks wouldn't dirty the floor.

Salomon moved the chair next to Beunita, then gently kissed the slender and fair hand that stretched out. "Madam, what movie do we want to watch today?" Salomon used French. As a common language in this apartment, Beunita could understand it.

"Hope is what will make me feel refreshed," said the Secret Master. "I need a little bit of excitement of the movie."

"Then you have to find your own tree (the Count of Monte Cristo's stiletto)." The changing light and shadow of the projector reflected on the witch's face. Thanks to the fine genes of the Witch Ambra, the Witch is still amazingly beautiful even in the dark environment. Especially when Bernita's eyes widened, the witch with a classical beauty face showed a hint of cuteness. As a symbol of the contract with the demon, Bernita's beauty mole is located at the corner of his mouth, and Joan of Arc's is located below the corner of his eyes.

"Today we'll watch "Tiffany's Breakfast."

"If it was a recommended video by Givenchy, I could accept it. I believe in Audrey Hepburn's fashion taste. Maybe we can refer to the off-shoulder dress in "Dragon and Phoenix" to choose your dress." Salomon changed back to English, "Oh, I still remember that theme song! No matter where you go, I will accompany you. Two drifters go to travel the world."

"Cute child, I didn't expect you to know "Moon River"." Beyonetta happily stuffed a piece of chocolate into Salomon's mouth, "That's my favorite song!"

Joan of Arc couldn't help but stomp his feet to protest. "Hey! You two! We're watching a movie now!"

"Sorry." Salomon raised his eyebrows, but there was no apology on his face. Seeing that Dinah was busy combing the Cheshire Cat, he summoned the invisible servant to give the witch and himself a glass of champagne. "To this wonderful night." He drank all the cold wine in his glass, and then let out a long sigh, "To this relaxation time."

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"The magic style is like an engine, and magic is fuel. The reason I repeat this sentence again is because it is very important. It takes a certain amount of fuel to drive an engine. Without me, you pull out the fuel and splash it out." Salomon looked at the damaged building block at his feet and shook his head helplessly. His tone was a little disappointed, because when he took the time to check Wanda Maximov, he found that the girl had not completed the homework he left behind.

This building block seemed to have been squeezed by someone in a hydraulic press. If it weren't for the paint with red letters on it, you could barely see the shape, and no one could tell what this thing covered with sharp wooden stubble was.

Wanda's expression was a little awkward.

When this sudden force appeared on her, she didn't want to control it at all. She didn't know what her magic could do, nor did she know why Salomon had to control her magic. Whenever she asked this question, the secret mage always glanced at her body with a cold look of looking prey - some things were a secret for Wanda Maximov, and Salomon would not tell her the truth about that part for the time being.

The textbook that suits her is not anything else, but the "Dark God Book" compiled by Morgan Lefy by sorting out Sithorne's "Dark Scroll". All vampires and werewolfs can appear in this world through the power of this great enemy. Wanda does not need complicated spells to use Sithorne's power to cast the spells in that book.

That book was Salomon's long-term mission, but because there were so few clues that he had to put it aside. But even with the Book of Darkness, Salomon would not hand it over to Wanda, because all those who have studied the Book of Darkness belong to Sithorne.

Without exception, the Great Demon Shadow always takes back His bill, and Salomon believes that He is eager to take back the soul of Wanda, a specially forged tool. Maybe in some cases, the "Book of the Dark God" or the scattered "Dark Scroll" will suddenly appear next to Wanda, tempting her to study.

For Wanda Maximov today, her soul was still free before reading the Book of Darkness, and all the cost of casting could still be repaid through other means. Every time Salomon came to see her, he would bring her a living rabbit. He asked Wanda to tighten his hands little by little, slowly strangle the cute rabbit, ask her to not leave the struggling rabbit, and ask her to feel the pain in her heart. As a price to pay, there will be more than rabbits sent.

Before understanding the intention of the Great Demon Shadow, Salomon will try his best to prevent this tool from falling into the hands of her creator. Even if this method is a bit cruel for ordinary people, it is better than a soul falling into the hands of the Great Demon.

"Have you paid the price?" Wanda asked with the dead rabbit.

"I paid, at my birth, on my first mission. I had faced death many times, and that's the price I paid. You're paying your own bill, Ms. Wanda Maximov." Salomon said something, and he hinted in every way that Wanda's magic might pose a life threat to her brother.

"If you don't pay the price now, then when the demon who gave you magic comes to collect the bill, it will not be possible to solve the problem with a few rabbits."

"Do I have to do this?" asked Wanda Maximov, "who on earth would come to me to collect the bill?"

"This is not something you need to care about. All you have to do now is learn how to use your power. Perhaps it is difficult for you to make engines. So do you know how to make a molten bottle? Ms. Maximov?" Salomon skipped his usual scolding of apprentices and went straight to the teaching stage. "You have learned some simple applications and have no teacher in mind control. But I want to say that you really don't have much talent in energy control, which is also the focus of your future learning."

"Not all energy can be thrown out at once, that's something that only barbarians can do. Even barbarians can use sticks, but you can only wave branches. You are a secret wizard like me, but the source of magic is different." Salomon deliberately studied the tone of the Potions professor in classic children's books, dragging his voice and keeping an elegant pause.

"You will learn from me how to shape the energy in your hands and use those limited energy to make magic that is beyond ordinary people. Let's take a step-by-step - you will first learn how to use those forces to shape weapons, and then learn how to use void energy to shape your body. You will learn how to see through the darkness and see through lies. You will learn how to control gravity, how to survive in a vacuum. You will learn how to draw strength from pain, hatred, faith and peace, and how to flexibly use your mind to achieve your goals."

"Please work harder, Ms. Maximov," said Salomon. "You still have a lot to learn. But before that, let's have a portion of roasted rabbit meat!"
Chapter completed!