Anna Hulstrom was wearing a delicate gray wool spring trench coat with a belt tightly tied around her waist. But now it seemed, she wanted to throw that trench coat on the ground and jumped up and fisted Salomon. "You know something." She asked in a cold tone, "Tell me everything you know. And, where is this? I know we are not on the sidewalk, is this your magic?"

"Hmm." The Secret Mage raised an eyebrow at the lady. He finally aroused her interest. The source of all the pain in her life came from her father, including her tortured mother. Salomon was not clear about the specific story, but this did not prevent him from blaming Mardur for the tragic childhood experience of Anna Hulstrom and her brother (this is also a fact).

"This is a magical world, and the magic in your body always reminds you not to forget the past. This is something you cannot escape, because your soul is not the human soul, and your body is not the human body." Salomon stretched out his hand and invited Anna Hulstrom to walk out of the portal. "Walking out of this door, you have the power to choose - whether to pretend that your past is the life of ordinary people, supernatural phenomena are nonsense, or to fight against your evil father with me? Ha! Your expression has told me the answer. Madam, please come with me, we need a quiet place to talk."

"You promised we're going to find a quiet place." Anna Hulstrom narrowed her slender fox-like eyes. After she walked out of the portal, she came to a place with only a few empty tables and chairs. People speaking some strange languages ​​gathered at the bar, and the aroma of coffee filled this warm place. No one cared about their arrival, because there were constantly in and out of here, and the guests were focused on the just-made coffee and had no time to pay attention to others.

Is this magic? It's completely different from what I used in the past! Anna looked suspiciously at the strange woman with short hair standing beside Salomon, "Where is this? And, who is this?"

"I'm glad you've been able to stay decent after experiencing this unprecedented thing. You can see that you have received a good education." Salomon introduced her to Anna with a smile. "This is my subordinate, Ms. Maya Hansen. She just purchased the equipment and also told me a good cafe. Don't worry, most locals only stay for one minute, waiting for the hottest and freshest coffee. Only tourists like us will stay here for more than ten minutes. I hope you like Italian coffee, so I'm fine. I'm psychologically allergic to coffee, just have a cup of juice. Please sit down, we don't need to follow the local customs."

Maya Hansen wrinkled her nose. She was so familiar with the taste of coffee. Every time she did research, she lived on this thing. "The familiar taste." She sighed, "We should add a coffee machine to the laboratory, boss. Without that thing, no other equipment can run. Electrical appliances need electricity, while I need coffee, the kind that tastes good, don't have instant coffee."

"Do you have your own company?" Anna was a little curious, "You look underage!"

"No, it's just a private magic research institution affiliated with Kamataj. There are not many people. The business capabilities of other employees except Ms. Hansen are not outstanding." Salomon did not want to lead the topic to the Immortal City. "Let's talk about the serious business, ma'am, I think you can't wait to know about your 'father'."

"Haqiu!" Dave did not follow Salomon's advice and turned his second-hand car into a sports car. He thought it was too ostentatious. But Salomon did not return for a long time, and he parked the car at the lower vent. The cold wind of spring came in from every gap in the car body. His thin sweatshirt could not resist the cold at all. Dave sat in the driver's seat and shivered. Finally, he stretched out his head and looked around.

"Don't care!" he murmured in a low voice, putting his hand on the steering wheel, "I want a car with air conditioning and no air leakage! Shit, don't have a sports car! Change one, change another!"

"Don't you know how conspicuous your car is? Half-sedge car and half-sports car, this kind of thing can be activated! I'm curious about what the transmission of this car is like." After a while, Salomon appeared next to Dave's car window and handed Dave a cup of hot coffee. This was not bought in that cafe, and Italian Bar does not sell delivery coffee.

"I'll go away for a while and you'll get into trouble." He said.

"Let me go. Casing spells accurately requires concentration. I have a headache now. My brain is used to teach." Dave held the coffee and covered his face with pain with his other hand. This was not the first time he had made a spell casting. This happened when he first started learning magic. But Balsazze never blamed him. He only thought Dave still needed to learn, so Dave, as the person involved, did not care too much about this kind of thing.

"I can help you cover it up with illusions. Don't expect my transformation technique. I don't specialize in this magic." Salomon took the co-pilot and started casting spells. "But you really have to study hard." He said, "The magic effect on Balsazze has disappeared. Even if he does not have Merlin's magic, for a druid and a wizard, his lifespan is almost over. Give him more time to enjoy love. Our generation of spellcasters must be independent as soon as possible and take over the responsibilities of the previous generation."

"Why did you say these words suddenly?" Dave put down his hand covering his face and asked the secret mage with confusion, "Is something wrong during the negotiation?"

"No, the negotiations went well." Anna Hulstrom, or Satana, rejected most of the proposals of the Secret Mage. She just accepted the invitation and promised to keep in touch with Salomon. Regarding the other conditions proposed by Salomon, she thought that talking about those things are too unrealistic now - the condition given by Salomon was that when Marduk failed, Anna was the subject who had ascended the Seventh Throne and ruled the territory that originally belonged to Marduk - this plan is indeed a bit unrealistic now, and Salomon did not insist too much.

As for the premise of maintaining communication, it is that Salomon can expel the devil on her mother. This devil is also the one who possesses her biological father, namely Marduke. Salomon agreed to this request. Marduke does not have much power in the world, and he will not waste much effort to complete this.

The Secret Mage had a premonition. He always felt that when he started a war with Marduke, the Supreme Mage's work was completed. He didn't know where this premonition came from, maybe it was a hint made by Ago Motorcycle in private, or it could be a judgment brought to him by his holy marks, or just a conjecture and experience. In any case, Salomon's desire for his own strength was becoming more and more urgent - he knew that this idea was bad, and temperance was his first lesson. But Marduke, a lord of hell, and a devil who claimed to be Satan, still put a lot of pressure on him.

The Supreme Master didn't care about this, because Belier's contract represented an alliance across hell and the abyss, an attack on the Seventh Throne. There were countless creatures in the lower planes that hated Salomon, and it was really nothing more than a Marduke.

Dave frowned and asked hesitantly, "Balsazer...how much time does he have left?"
Chapter completed!