It is completely impossible for the Supreme Master to make Salomon accept the life of ordinary people. This is not because Salomon is unwilling to accept it, but because the life of the magic world is too different from that of ordinary people. Bizarre things fill the entire life of the secret mage, and a quick glance of the magic world may put ordinary people on the edge of madness.

The human body is like a petri dish of microorganisms. Whether humans know it or not, thousands of bacteria will be parasitized on the body, and the soul will also attract parasites. When the secret wizard opens his real eyes, he will see the super-dimensional bacteria parasitizing on the soul. Of course, these little monsters are not all harmful, some are even beneficial, but some super-dimensional bacteria will cause mental burdens. But no matter what, when a young and beautiful girl greets you with a colorful parasite, no one will be interested - even adolescent teenager with hormones will not.

"That's why I don't fall in love with my female classmates." Salomon placed the glass on the table, and the ice beer in the glass was half drunk by him in one breath. "I didn't even see clearly what their faces looked like today."

"Shit!" the others in the bar shook their heads and said a swear word.

"Merlin's panties!" This is an English wizard.

This bar was brought by Casillaos. Just like the broken cauldron bar in "Harry Potter", the doorless bar hidden deep in New York City is only open to the magic world. Magicians around the world will come here to wander when they are free, including the secret mage of Kama Taj. Only here can Salomon not be caught by the police for drinking beer.

"Did you see it? Salomon, this is not an excuse at all." Casilios sat opposite Salomon, and he said with a smile, "Ordinary people and secret mages can be combined. The guardians of the Hong Kong Temple are an example. Those parasites are not a reason at all. You can destroy them as long as you want."

"I think I'm kind-hearted and helped those guys eliminate the super-dimensional bacteria on their heads during the fight." Salomon said, "But I don't think it's necessary for the Venerable to let me adapt to the behavior of human society. We are too weird for ordinary people."

"That's right!" A strong man like a hairy bear squeezed over and squeezed Salomon from one end of the sofa to the other end. His strong body odor almost fainted. But the fluffy strong man seemed to be unconscious. He also used an extremely thick arm to bury him into the bear's skin scarf with his extremely thick arm.

"When I, Kooz, used my spit, helped them clear out the Croatian demon boar, I was expelled." The strong man shouted, "They were all ungrateful guys, and they refused to even invite me to have a drink."

This is Count Kooz. He killed and ate a bear when he was nine years old. The bear was a magic bear. Since then, magical power and trichinidia have been parasitic in his intestines. The locals call him the Siberian Prophet. Although he does not predict any magic, he is still the most manly magician on the whole land. Count Kooz's breakfast is enchanted bark. He must drink poison after each meal. His saliva is also highly poisonous. Therefore, the bar will only agree to entertain him after he promises not to spit casually.

"Koëz, this is the disciple of the Supreme Master. Please don't instill strange ideas. Also, do you think they will thank you after you use saliva to help others?" Casillaos said, "But you are probably the only person in this bar who dares to object to the Supreme Master's actions."

"Shit! Why did I come here?" Earl of Cooz woke up from a dream. He let go of his arm and liberated Salomon from the bearskin scarf. "Hmm? What did I say just now? No matter what, I still haven't finished drinking."

"Hu—" Salomon breathed the fresh air of reunion after a long separation, "I was almost suffocated to death. Casilios, why don't you help me?"

"I think you can deal with it yourself. Casilios said, "And I think you should be no stranger to Kooz. The Supreme Mage has asked him to organize his magic and put it in the New York Temple. Haven't you read that book?"

"Are you talking about the book on the 640 bookshelf, covered with black hair?" Salomon asked. "No one with a normal mind would choose to get close to that book. The alcohol concentration near that book has exceeded the standard, and the smell of vodka is everywhere."

"If you read that book, you will find that Kooz's avatar is printed on it. Even if you haven't seen the content, the avatar will let you know who to stay away from." Casillaos said, "Be careful, the Magic Prince is here again, and he is urging others to pay the bills."

"Your bill has not been paid yet, Casillaos." Monac is probably the least popular person in this bar. He is a weird old man with white hair, one eye mask, dressed like an old Western cowboy. When the Venerable explained the cost of using magic to Salomon, he used Monac as an example. He is the most standard type of magician. Although he is a user of the black magic, he is an absolute good person.

When his parents were missionaries in India, they were killed by local tribes that possessed black magic, and Monak was adopted by his tribe chief. After learning black magic, Monak returned to England, and the tribe was also destroyed by British colonists. After that, Monak returned to India to try to repay the mistakes made by the tribe. After all that, Monak began to wander around the world, helping others in his own way.

"At that time, whenever I used a spell to knock down a group of Nazi warlocks and save the life of a poor blonde girl, I would come home that night and drowned one of my rabbits..." Monak nagged his experience. The old man repeated this story many times, and the listeners in the bar had a calluse.

"I think I've paid my bill." Casilios' smile disappeared. "I've paid it long ago, Monac, I've paid it before entering Kamataj, although that price is unbearable."

"The bill is not so easy to repay, there is still a lot of money you have to pay." Monak stared at Salomon with only one remaining eye, his sharp eyes like a revolver that was about to be fired, and his sharp eyes could penetrate any human body at any time like a bullet. "Boy, did you hear it? Even if you are a disciple of the Supreme Mage, you have to pay the bill, and no one can be an exception."

“I’ve paid, when I was on my first mission,” Salomon said. “After all, there are things that aren’t something that can be paid for by rabbits, aren’t it?”

"Then you're still a little courage." Monak walked away from the table, "Remember, pay the bill..."

After Monac left, Casillaos was silent. After a long time, he spoke, "He is quite annoying, isn't he?"

"I think it's pretty good." Salomon picked up the cup and drank the remaining half of the beer. He hiccupped. "A person reminded us what price we should pay is also a good thing. The Venerable cannot remind us all the time that some things are irreplaceable by spell casting materials."

"You are a child who follows the rules. The Lord must be very pleased, because the hardest thing in Kama Taj is not learning magic, but learning the rules." Casilios took a deep breath and drank the few whiskey left in his hand. "You did a good job, really good."

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"The smell of wine." Athena sniffed beside Salomon, and she smiled with an unknown meaning, "Female, and demonic. Little guy, have you finally gotten up and wanted to drink with women? But there is no need for you to summon the succubus in the abyss. Can human women no longer satisfy you?"

"I only had one beer," Salomon said. "If you were talking about perfume... I just went to my partner for dinner and nothing happened."

"Did you mean, not long ago, when the Supreme Master wrapped the earth in a mirror dimension?" said Athena. "I smelled a strong demonic odor at that time. Could that matter also have something to do with you? It was because of this reason that you took leave for so long during that time?"

"I'm one of the participants," Salomon said. "But I'm here to learn my homework, and my sculpture course is not over yet. I have to go to school tomorrow."

"The children in the orphanage haven't seen you for a long time, Salomon." Athena pulled Salomon out. She said, "Your trick made them linger. Do you know how difficult it is to coax them to sleep when you are away?"

"Although I shouldn't ask about the matter that is not a magical side, I still don't know what you adopted these gifted children to do." When Athena took Salomon downstairs and walked to the back door of the orphanage, the secret mage said, "I have never seen you cultivate them to train their abilities."

"Because they shouldn't appear in this world." Athena turned around and looked at Salomon's eyes. "Their abilities have no source. Even I don't know who has tampered with their genes. That abnormal gene gave them strength, but their parents were ordinary people, and even the Supreme Master could not say who did this. So I collected the abandoned them and taught them to suppress their nature so that they would not cause big trouble - you also know how humans treat aliens, and even humans will be divided into various classes. If they are exposed to the sight of ordinary people, I can imagine their fate, which is nothing more than prisons and laboratories, and neither of them is good. But there are some good things, that is, this ability sometimes does not exist, and at some point, their ability will completely disappear and become a real ordinary person."

"Maybe because of parallel world interference, this kind of interference will eventually disappear, they will become real ordinary people, and even that abnormal gene may be repaired." Salomon said and opened the door. "They shouldn't have appeared in this world, but they still appeared. Perhaps it is because they are homosexuals in parallel worlds, their power has been awakened by the same individuals in parallel worlds, so various abilities have emerged."

"What do you mean?" Athena asked.

"This is my ultimate topic," Salomon said. "Parallel world intervention is one of my goals."

"It sounds very difficult. Did the Supreme Master give you a gift?" said Athena. "Also, remember to call me Minerva in front of these children."

"Of course not, this is the inspiration brought to me by the last incident." Salomon was unwilling to clarify his ideas too much, so he changed the subject, "Don't you dislike the Romans? Why do you insist on calling this name?"

"It's better than telling others that I'm calling Athena." said the goddess of wisdom. "It's easier to read Minerva on the driver's license than Athena. Now you need to perform tricks on the kids, and they miss you very much."

"I can see it." Salomon picked up a little guy who was pressing against his legs. The little girl hugged Salomon's face and kissed him hard, "Good evening, Lorna, what do you want to see tonight."

"Cat and mouse!" the little girl shouted.
Chapter completed!