Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 286 The Mystic Mage's Tongue (Part [-])
"You came to me for the first time in so many years just to meet your mother?" Damon Helstrom lowered his eyes, not looking at his sister sitting across from him, "What made you suddenly become a good boy?" daughter?"

Damon pretended to bow his head to savor the food at the family restaurant, but in fact he wished he could get out of here now, the leather sofas made him uncomfortable.But he couldn't do that, and there was a reason why he agreed to his sister's invitation to meet.

He said: "I remember you selling those unknown antiques in San Francisco. Are you planning to enjoy a family after you have money? I suggest you find a boyfriend, if I remember correctly, you only care about yourself —I hope that hapless bastard can bear your temper."

"What about you, Damon?" Anna said with a sneer, "The ethics professor helps the church exorcise demons in his spare time? I didn't expect you to be so pious and not to hate your own abilities. My dear brother, you get along with your mother Is it all right? Or, do you think the devil is all right?"

"You said last time that you would never set foot in Portland again, what happened?"

"That's because I can't stand St. Teresa's fiddling attending physician! What's her name, Dr. Hastings? If she can keep her fat, moist lips away from me, I might still be able to hear her." Listen to what she's talking about! Oh? Traumatized, just with a few crayons? Maybe you shouldn't be mad at me, how do you say that--'If he offends you seven times a day, and turns back on me seven times If you repent, you should forgive him'—I'm ready to offend you, Damon."

"Dr. Hastings cares about you, and I care about you." Damon took a deep breath, and he put down the fork he kept fiddling with, "Listen, Anna, I didn't come to argue with you, I didn't intend to let you Angry, really not. Forgive me, I've had a few days...something happened at Santa Teresa, Mother...or rather, the devil. He put something into the minds of a few orderlies, a guard died I'm sorry, Anna, I really..."

Anna shrugged, showing a look of helplessness: "I know you didn't mean it, and you ordered a biscuit sandwich. It was just something I liked to eat when I was a child, and my taste has changed now, but... thank you You come to see me, brother." The tense atmosphere between the siblings suddenly disappeared, and Damon seemed to relax a lot.

"Next time I will reply to your message." Anna looked at the vehicles passing by in the night outside the window, "You can send text messages during holidays, but I don't need them during normal times. I am very busy with work."

"Mother's situation is very bad, that devil has controlled her." After a pause, Damon raised his head and looked into his sister's eyes.The warm yellow light melted in her slender eyes, revealing a sense of nostalgia.He smelled the past again, the warm smell between family members before everything happened in the past, although it was rare, it was enough for him to miss.

"But we have expected this kind of thing, haven't we?" He asked in a low voice, his tone was much gentler than before, "Did you know something? To tell you the truth, my life has also appeared Abnormal, I had a vague feeling that someone was watching me before. The devil left a certain symbol on the wall, and within a few days of this happening, I..."

"No, nothing happened to me." Anna frowned. She remembered Salomon's name for her, which was a name that didn't belong to her——Satana.Until now, Anna still has some doubts about Salomon, because the magician seems to know some very secret and important things, and Anna suspects that those things are related to her mother.

"I only came to you because I met someone," she said, "maybe he has the ability to deal with that thing... God, Damon, look at your face. Don't you think we are the only ones in this world who have Talent? Aliens have arrived in New York, billionaires and Asgardian gods are flying around in the sky, and an elderly American icon who slept in ice for 70 years comes to life again, what else is impossible Is it? Is it normal for a wizard to appear suddenly?"

Damon raised an eyebrow and nodded.He said, "I'm more inclined to think it's a superpower. Well, well, I ask you, do you trust that person?"

"There was some trust, I had contact with him. He was powerful, he could take me from America to Italy in a flash."

"I noticed, 'him'."

"It's not as complicated as you think, Damon." Anna couldn't help laughing, "He's still a minor, although he's cute pretending to be an adult, but I don't like boys younger than me. The reason why he came to me was because he had conflicts with that thing and he had to die."

"Then we might as well try." Damon said, "But you must promise me that I will accompany you all the way."

Anna agreed, thinking that Salomon would not refuse the offer.

"Oh my god, I can't imagine how bad it is here." Salomon stood beside Anna, trying to keep his voice down.In front of them was a gray pointed building that looked like a Quaker church, and the oppressive atmosphere could be felt from a distance.

"Why do you say that?" Anna looked at Salomon's clothes.This crimson holy relic cloth has always attracted Anna's attention, and she can't move her eyes away no matter what. She feels that there is some kind of magic in this dress. "Have you no other clothes?" she asked. "You have worn this dress when you met me."

"This is my robe, not a shirt." The mystic curled his lips, "By the way, the name here is Santa Teresa? It's not hard to imagine naming it after a nun who can use her faith to make herself perfect. How stupid are the people here. Did I say stupid? Sorry, I should have said pious, these two are often confused by me, after all, they are essentially the same. In fact, St. Teresa is probably a A born witch, driven to madness because her gifts were not channeled properly.

In the past, girls like her could be educated in temples and become priests of the gods. Note that I am talking about the past before the first century AD.Later, such a girl either wandered crazily in the village, speaking prophecies that no one could understand, or was carried into the barn by several farmers and gave birth to a cub whose father was unknown;
Of course, the greater possibility is that Santa Teresa just ate black bread made from wheat with ergot fungus.We all know how common ergot was in the Middle Ages, maybe St Teresa was a woman on LSD for a long time, that kind of thing is as stupid as an apparition of Our Lady of Fatima. "

"But Bernini's sculptures are excellent." Anna rolled her eyes, it was the first time she had experienced the religious tongue of a mystic, "Also, shouldn't you compare this kind of thing with the Salem Witch Trials For comparison?"

"Yes, Giovanni is indeed a master, he is the chief of Baroque art, but his late portrait works have lacked innovation, and he has gone further and further on religious subjects, and the signs of stylization are already obvious. Perhaps it is because His relationship became more pious in his later years." The mystic raised his eyebrows at Anna, and he tapped his toes, trying to shake off the mud spots on his short boots.

"Plus, what happened in Salem is real, I've been through it."

"I don't think we're here to discuss Renaissance art and the Puritans." A bearded man came out of the door, eyeing the mystic suspiciously up and down. "I'm Damon Helstrom." He held out his hand. "Welcome, Salomon Damonette. Anna told me about you. I'm starting to trust your identity, or else No one wears so many rings. Oh, Anna..." He turned to his sister, "Dr. Hastings would love to see you."

"Hopefully she won't make me do crayon drawings this time."

"Black rappers also have a lot of rings, but that doesn't mean anything." Salomon shook Damon's hand, "You can watch my work process from the sidelines. Don't worry, I and those who rely on exorcism to make money Priests who are 4% of the total income of the Catholic Church are not the same.”

"My ability can't work on that thing." Damon looked into Salomon's eyes, "I hope you can help her get rid of that thing."

"I hope so, too, because it's class time. I've taken time off, but if we move fast, I can still make it to the next class."

　Is it a bit too vicious?I feel like I'm going to offend some people.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)