This is normal. When the boy had a splitting headache and showed his memories in front of him and Bayonetta, the magical aura on his body was astonishingly dazzling, even though he had long known that the boy who called himself "Loki" was not an ordinary boy.
Although he was a human being, the mystic was still stirred by the magic power he possessed. Faced with the boy's sudden move, Salomon's first reaction was to raise his bolter, but he failed to pull the trigger - not entirely.
Because of the witch's opposition, he also wanted to see which direction this boy, who had only a short memory and perhaps didn't even know he was a chess piece behind the scenes, wanted to lead him and the witch in.
"You're hurting me, big guy. Maybe you should find time to take care of your armor." The boy frowned and waved his fingers. Maybe the two sides had reached a deal, and his attitude was much more relaxed. "But still.
Thank you for the medicine. I'm fine, let's set off quickly."
"I think so too. I suggest you do a brain examination, because I suspect that the reason why your memory is so short is because you hit your head and formed congestion in your brain." The boy glared at the mystic mage. Salomon
He vowed, "I have seen a person. Nothing happened to him after he fell. He just lost a little memory. But two days later, this person died!"
The boy asked curiously, "How did you die?"
"The man who was hit by a car forgot to look at the traffic lights when he was crossing the road. If he hadn't hit his head, he might have remembered it."
"Does anyone actually find your stupid jokes funny, big guy?"
The mystic mage shrugged, "Sometimes."
Taking the opportunity of giving the pills, Salomon activated some small functions of the power armor. The thin needle hidden in the finger armor pierced the boy's finger covertly, and quietly took a blood sample for analysis.
The concept of armor is very different from that of Tony Stark. Tony Stark has always been pursuing lightness and speed, and uses most of the space of the power armor in modularly designed mechanical structures, thrusters, etc., while Salomon
Convenience is completely abandoned, and instead the functions of power armor are continuously enriched while thickening the armor.
The power armor's medical system quickly gave the results, and he also informed the witch of the results.
"Ordinary people?" Bayonetta was a little disbelieving, "Without any genetic mutation?"
"Yes, a completely ordinary person." Salomon replied on the way to the Waterfall Church. "It seems that the answer to the question lies at the soul level, but this boy's memory is too short. Maybe he is
A chess piece thrown out after being brainwashed, executing orders rooted in the subconscious. It seems that this suspicion is very high at present, because he is leading us to a possible trap location in Finbowente. Because of this, I need you
Leave the next work to me, I must test his position."
"Try not to hurt him." The witch looked at the boy walking skillfully through the alleys of Noah Doon Town, "I don't want your methods to be too rough."
"Of course, we are not murderers. Do you want to take a walk together, madam?" Salomon stretched out his arm, and the witch took it gracefully. They took a leisurely vacation and strolled leisurely on the rocks at dusk.
On the brick road, he didn't seem to be worried about encountering a sudden attack by an angel. He seemed to be planning to appreciate this Italian-style town. Faced with the boy's repeated urging, Salomon declared that this town would make Bayou better.
Nita thought of her hometown, so they planned to take a walk.
These remarks made the boy jump.
"I have to go to Finnbowent." He ran forward without looking back. "If you want to go too, then follow me. I don't plan to wait for you to walk there slowly!" The witch and the mystic mage said to each other.
He glanced at the boy but did not follow him immediately. It was not until the boy disappeared around the corner of the alley that Salomon recited a spell and gave an order to the invisible spirit in the air. At the same time, he also prepared another magic to defend himself.
Unexpected situations - this is the benefit of being well-read. Salomon can always find the right spell to face almost any situation. The magic of the witch family does not have this flexibility. Whether it is combat or daily life, no matter
Whether it's releasing lightning, baking cakes, or even annoying housework, Salomon can always use the corresponding magic to solve the problem.
On the tower in Noah's Doon Town, a man wearing a golden mask was looking down at them. "Now, the distance between them is far enough." The man said to the air in front of him, "We can't wait any longer.
.Prophet, I will launch an attack now."
"I'm glad to see you are so active, sage." The voice of the guy called the prophet came from the void, "But please wait a moment, the angels are coming. We have to guard against the possibility of those people interfering.
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"It won't take long." The sage snorted dissatisfiedly, "Don't you trust my ability?"
"Of course not, but you know that I can't take any risks, sage. Neither can you, can you?" the prophet said solemnly, "I brought you here from five hundred years ago just to give you a chance for revenge.
An opportunity to change the past. Are you willing to see the opportunity slip away in front of you?"
"I must kill him."
"You will, sage, but please follow my plan."
"Did you see it?" Bayonetta raised her arm and poked Salomon's cheek. This was the only part of the mystic's body that was not covered by armor. The waterfall church the boy described was located on the outskirts of the town, Finbo
A place covered in shadow at the foot of Mount Winter. Finnberg Mount Winter is a mountain with a very high altitude. As evening approaches, the entire town is covered by the shadow cast by the mountain. Halfway up the mountain, the sun is still lingering.
Go. The setting sun dyes the mountain walls orange-red. The cold wind from the north blows on the mountain peaks, pushing aside the heavy snow and pulling the snow peaks into erratic clouds and mist with dreamlike colors. Some small and constantly flickering lights on the mountainside
The light caught the witch's attention, and even though she couldn't see the situation clearly, the witch was still able to tell that it was an enemy.
"When are you going to take action?"
"Wait a minute and let the air elves I summoned take a look." Salomon waited patiently. He wanted to see whether those angels would attack them first or the boys. Kama Taj's education made him habitually
Act cautiously, facing a guy who appears suddenly and can still provide help, it is difficult for Salomon to give his trust in any case - for an organization that often has to deal with extradimensional creatures, this level of
Suspicion is not too strange behavior. Even when he first met the witch, Salomon had the intention to kill the witch. Even if the boy provided a passage to Finnbowent Mountain, but after figuring out this
It was difficult for Salomon to make a decision before the boy's identity and position were revealed.
For normal people, Salomon's behavior is a bit paranoid.
"My lord! You cannot go near the Holy Mountain!"
"Go away, you ugly monsters!" The boy who was surrounded took out the card and stared at the angel in front of him warily. "Get out of the way, this is my last warning! I have to go to Finbowent! Damn it, that's
What!" The boy jumped away quickly, and a golden sword passed through the overlapping white wings of the angels, stabbing the spot where the boy was standing. A man wearing a gold mask appeared next to the spear, wearing a thick white robe.
Wrapped tightly, he lifted the tip of the gun inserted into the stone tile floor and pointed it at the boy who hurriedly retreated without saying a word.