Anna was not distracted by Salomon's nonsense, she did not care as much about her mentally ill mother as her brother.

"What is that?" she asked as she looked at the twisted pieces of flesh at the feet of the secret mage. Before that, the too strong smell of sulfur covered up the burnt smell. After the smoke slowly dissipated, Anna smelled the stench, and the source was the unknown object at the feet of Salomon.

"A certain summoned creature has nothing left except this limb." Salomon ignored the disgusting touch after the piece of meat was crushed into a pool, and he bent down and picked up the severity with his uninjured left hand. The secret mage hooked the bones of the limb with his index finger and raised it in front of Anna, making her unable to help lean back. "It summoned it specially to buy time for escape. This thing is not powerful, but it can bring more devils to the main material plane, so I must clear the creature."

"So, that devil has left?" Anna turned her head and looked at her brother, doctor and nun who were around her, "Will it come back again?"

"Yes." The secret mage was wearing the body like a handbag twisted, and the black blood and minced meat with the smell of sulfur were slowly dripping. Therefore, he deliberately took some of the remaining limbs to prevent his clothes and shoes from being dirty. "The negotiation failed, so I can only do this. Your mother... I don't know if she can recover her consciousness. This is not my responsibility."

"That's enough." Anna didn't force too much. She knew it was not easy for Salomon to expel the devil, not to mention that the memories this mother brought to her were not pleasant. "It seems that you have many secrets." She said with her fingertips on the secret wizard's chest, "Shouldn't you tell me?"

"I have a lot of things now. Oh, Mr. Hulstrom, you look a little angry."

"My mother, she...you never said the consequences of my mother!"

"In fact, I've warned Ms. Hulstrom. But that's OK, I can repeat it to you again." Salomon avoided Damon's hands trying to grab his collar, "It seems like you need another warning."

"I didn't invite you to make my mother dementia!"

"She has been there for a long time. Few people possessed by the devil can still maintain their souls. I don't think your mother is an exception... Well, it seems you can't listen. Oh, you didn't escape, but walked towards me?"

"Why don't you get close to you..."

The secret mage stretched out his legs and kicked Damon hard on the stomach that was rushing towards him.

He kicked very hard, without considering that Dimon's physical strength was still similar to that of ordinary humans. Dimon just rushed over and fell backwards. The nun and the doctor quickly supported him who were constantly retching. Only Anna was still watching coldly, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"That's why I hate helping others so much, because there will always be people who think you should be perfect. However, this is impossible. No one can do this, otherwise no one will pray." The Secret Master endured the pain of burns in his right hand and carefully grabbed two pieces of parchment from the dimensional bag with his fingers. "Dr. Hestin and Sister Gabriel Rossetti, sign this contract. As ordinary people involved in magic affairs, you must sign this contract. Especially you, Sister Gabriel Rossetti, I have a Vatican transfer order here, and you can go back to Rome."

"Why?" The nun was very surprised. Not long after she was transferred to Ohio, it was impossible for the Roman church to call her back so soon. She was not the kind of nun from the old era. She received very professional training and education, and had a secular society degree. In the future, she would even manage a convent and church orphanage, or manage a church charity like Dr. Hestin.

"Because the Roman Church knows what should be touched and what should not be touched. I have to say that if you keep leaning on this, you will die as fast as the idiot girl in horror movies. Go back to Rome to receive education again. At least you have to learn the corruption methods of the Roman Church, which is worth learning." The secret wizard signaled Anna to hand him the contract, "Sign the contract, your mission will be completed, and the next thing is mine. Anna, you and Damon don't need it, you are not ordinary humans."

"What are you going to do?" Anna asked.

"Go and search it," Salomon said. "No matter what kind of relationship it had with me in the past, it could not make trouble in the main material plane. It is my responsibility - but since I want to attend class, this will be handed over to other secret mages. Dr. Hestin and Sister Rossetti, sign the autograph quickly, I'm in a hurry."

"Hiss——" Salomon casts spells over and over again. Every time the positive energy spell touches the burning marks on his right hand, the secret mage will be so painful that he can't help but tremble. Marduke's black magic is quite difficult to heal, and the hell fire and negative energy entrenched on the wound are very difficult to remove. However, Salomon casts spells multiple times should solve this problem.

Before this, Anna, who had left Santa Teresa Mental Hospital with Salomon, found that Salomon always put his right hand behind her. After getting on the bus, she came to the passenger seat and grabbed Salomon's right hand. She looked a little clumsy and tried to bandage the burn in a scientific way. It was not enough that the secret mage stopped her from pouring alcohol on the wound, which would kill people - it was not about the pain of disinfecting alcohol, but because the Mars on the wound was still shining! Salomon didn't want to end his life because of a car fire.

"Is this over?" After Salomon clamped his phone with two fingers and refused to answer the call, Anna stared at him with a very curious look, "Do you still want to kill that devil? I heard the relationship between that devil and you."

"Of course." The secret mage replied without hesitation. He adjusted his seat so that the leather sofa in the passenger seat could roughly match the shape of his spine. "We are in a relationship of dying." The left finger gently stroked the wound, and the burns shrank a little. He said, "I am a secret mage. I have to kill when I see the devil, and I have to kill when I see the werewolf vampire. This is my obligation, a limited work of my contract. If you don't mind, please wait and wait until I heal the wound, otherwise the pain will prevent me from casting spells."

Nick Fury threw another cell phone. Salomon never answered the phone. Does he think that if Director S.H.I.E.L.D., the King of Agents, can't recognize him as the person riding a broom? Who else in this world would ride a broom? Nick Fury finally got a "non-existent" fund, and even saved money laundering efforts. But he did not expect that Salomon would be the first to be on board.

Before this, he was not interested in secular currency, so he generously gave the documents to the Secret Master. He went to the school to find Salomon, but the school staff said that Salomon had asked for leave. Nick Fury didn't think the Secret Master would hide from him. He just wanted to know what Salomon used for the money - what he was most afraid of was that Salomon organized his own secular forces to fight against S.H.E.D., or do something bad.

For example, go to the streets and alleys to organize gangs and use portals to carry drugs from abroad to sell. Compared to what Salomon might have done, the whereabouts of that money is less important.

So, the surveillance network of SHIELD was activated again, and Agent Maria Hill sent the location of the secret mage to Nick Fury. "We are going on a business trip." Director SHIELD put on his black windbreaker that he had not changed for thousands of years and said to Agent Hill, "Prepare the Kun-style fighter jets, we are going to conduct regular visits."

"This can be done by Agent Colson," said Agent Hill. "He just called his own team, why not let them touch a relatively friendly target?"
Chapter completed!