Berenta didn't ask anything, because after hearing the question, Joan of Arc became angry and grabbed the cat and threw it into Salomon's face. However, the banter flashing in Berenta's light gray eyes seemed to have explained her thoughts. She had always known something, asking questions was just to enjoy Joan of Arc's embarrassing appearance. But when Salomon asked, Berenta said that this was a little secret between girls and he had no right to know.

"Okay." Salomon shrugged and left the place with the Cheshire Cat who was so aggrieved that he was screaming, followed by Beyonita's series of laughter. He deeply understood the witch's willfulness. If he didn't leave, Joan of Arc would shoot.

The search for the son of Mephisto was very long, and the same was true for the search for the Ghost Rider. Whether it was Kama Taj or S.H.E.L.D., progress was very slow in this regard. No one knew where the Ghost Rider had hidden in. Neither the Cauldron nor the camera saw him. Even though everyone knew that Johnny Blaze could not suppress his urge to kill at night, no one could find a burning skull running around after dark.

The secret mages did not rule out the possibility of someone helping Johnny Blaze. This idea made Kama Taj even more nervous, because the only existence that would help the Ghost Rider was Mephisto, and no one knew what this cunning devil had.

Through S.H.I.E.D., Salomon went to Johnny Blaze's girlfriend Rose. The hot beauty with light brown skin is still the host of the TV station. But she said that before Salomon came to find her, the S.H.H.H.D. had asked her repeatedly. She really didn't know where Johnny went, and her boyfriend who didn't say anything else had left any contact information.

Rose was extremely angry during the inquiry. The secret mage felt that even if the Ghost Rider suddenly appeared in front of her, she might have eaten a few fists.

This clue was interrupted, and Salomon hoped that SHIELD's facial recognition system could work well. After all, Johnny Blaze's immortal body belonged to the Ghost Rider. As a human carrying the Ghost Rider, he still needs to eat. If he didn't eat, he would not starve to death, but he would be tortured by the feeling of hunger. The secret mage believed that Johnny Blaze might not be able to bear the pain of both Ghost Rider and Hunger at the same time, so he could only hope that Johnny Blaze often went to the supermarket with cameras.

But a few months have passed, and his ALevel course selection has ended, and there is still no news about the Ghost Rider between Kama Taj and S.H.E.L.D. Not to mention, the Demons are now ordinary people, and even the Cauldron of the Universe cannot screen out one by one among the seven billion people around the world. Salomon felt that if he had not slowed down his progress in college until he went to college or even graduated from college, the damn Demons and Johnny Blaze would probably have been hiding in something unknown.

This is the manifestation of Kama Taj's weak secular power. Salomon believes that SHIELD may not be so concerned about this matter and just perfunctory, so he is more eager to form a secular power belonging to Kama Taj. But before SHIELD collapsed, he could not recruit any agents, so he could only wait patiently and throw out an olive branch when the right time was right.

Salomon was responsible for combat rather than searching. It was not his turn to work, so he took Joan of Arc, Beyonita and the artificial man to a small cabin in the Nordic countryside during the week of the fall semester. Autumn and winter are a good time to eat salmon. In addition, it is time to pick various fungi in the forests in the countryside. Salomon had already made an appointment with his neighbors to pick chanterelles and smoke fish the year before. This year he had a whole week to complete this.

The lid of the pot was opened and the froth was skimmed off. The secret wizard used the free-range rooster and chanterelle stewed soup with the neighbor's free-range rooster and chanterelle. The soup was very delicious. He and the witch gathered on the blue cloth sofa he bought from Italy on the burning fire and enjoyed the delicious dish together. In addition, there were delicious smoked mackerel balls, which had been a year since the last time he and the witch had eaten this thing. The smoked mackerel balls and cheese sauce they bought in the supermarket were always as delicious as the countryside - this was the authoritative evaluation of the famous fish ball tasting Cheshire cat, and it was a comment that could be written into a food magazine.

The witches deeply agreed with the Cheshire Cat's opinion, and then took away its fish balls and ate them.

"Woooo~" Salomon stroked the round head of the demon pet in his arms helplessly, and stuffed a piece of his own smoky salmon meat into the mouth of the aggrieved cat. Since he came to the Nordic countryside again, the witches' appetite has been amazing. It seems that the upcoming winter is an excuse for them to taste delicious food - the witch doesn't have to worry about weight at all, and no matter how much food is, it will be refined into magic.

"You've been absent-minded, Boya, are there anything else you can do?" Beyonetta put a piece of fried red charcoal into Salomon's mouth. The secret wizard bit off the fish and shifted his gaze from the phone on the sofa to the witch. He was waiting for the phone, which was also his purpose for the vacation, because all the troubles would appear while he was enjoying his life, and he thought this time it might be the same.

"Nothing." Salomon replied, "I'm just a little uneasy. The winter solstice is coming soon, and it's time for all kinds of black magic creatures on the earth to be active again. After this year's birthday, I will participate in the search team organized by Kamataj every year."

"That won't hurt you, right? You're not thinking about this." Beyonetta pointed to Salomon's current clothes. The red holy skeleton cloth and the black secret robe looked a little thin in Northern Europe where winter was approaching, but Salomon insisted on wearing it like this. His little thoughts had long been seen through by the witch.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Okay." The secret mage fed the half-bite fish balls to the demon pet. The cat became lazy and lazier, and even had to lie on his back, his limbs too lazy to move. He stroked the cat's round belly and said, "Remember the incident I told you about the son of Mephisto? I always thought this was a bit weird, because they were hiding so well that even the Cauldron of the Universe could not find them-so I think someone was helping them.

It is the son of Mephisto. On the one hand, it is the active period of the black magic creatures on the Winter Solstice. I am worried that these two things will happen that no one wants to see when they get together. Under the suppression of Kamataj, there are not many black magic creatures on the earth, but they are not completely extinct. Even if the incarnation of the old devil has not usurped the body of the demons, those black magic creatures are likely to offer their souls to the devil in order to fight Kamataj. In other words, many major events may happen this year on the Winter Solstice, and I may be so busy that I am too busy to be dizzy."

"It sounds like you need help," Joan of Arc glanced at the Secret Master with his eyes slanted, "You can just ask directly. Seresa and I will not reject you. Remember, you are the one who cannot fight in this family."

"Meow!" The Cheshire Cat didn't forget to help even while eating, and Salomon was so angry that he knocked his head hard.

"Shut up, stupid cat, you are the one in the family." The secret wizard took the huge roasted deep sea striking strips from the artificial man and handed them to Berenita and Joan of Arc. This shellfish can be fryed and re-placed back into the shell and placed on the carbon fire to keep warm without any seasoning. This is an extremely rare delicacy.

He lets the faux man sit down and taste food. Although Dinah is a construct, there is still a part of the flesh and blood composed of his vitality. The faux man also has a sense of taste. Although he cannot obtain energy by eating, it is not difficult to digest a little food.
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