Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 251 Magic Master Bai?
In order to avoid accidentally forgetting one or two key movement skills in a long list of complex rituals that he had finally memorized, Terry rushed to Mayfair's private residence with his head pressed down.

As Terry learns more and more spells, and astral projection has been mastered and is only waiting for enough magic power to be cast, Terry now encounters Mayfair less and less.

Although he promised that Mayfair could make demands of him, Mayfair uncharacteristically did not harass him too much on this point.

No, even during this recent period, Mayfair did not take the initiative to contact Terry.

When Terry arrived at the door of Mayfair's house, he was surprised to find that the latter's door was open.

When I walked to the door, at first glance, it seemed a little empty.

Terry stepped into the house hesitantly.

In the past, many strange and strange things could be seen in Mayfair houses.

For example, there are fluffy horns hanging on the wall, or there are small bowls with a texture similar to bones on the dining table.

Judging from Hei's experience last night, it seems that the things Mayfair had placed in the house were all so-called 'spellcasting materials'?
It may also be some kind of rare magic item. In short, the room decorated by those items is quiet and mysterious, and it looks like it has a weird and mysterious atmosphere.

Terry immediately breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward quickly.

I never imagined that Mayfair would leave so suddenly.

"Who are you!"

If you look carefully, this woman with a frightened face, pointing a pistol at him and yelling, has many details on her face that are different from Mayfair.

But it seems that these gadgets that you could see everywhere last time you came here are gone now?

Terry suddenly felt incredibly confused.

After the contents of the cardboard box were scattered on the floor, and Mayfair pointed a lady's pistol at Terry with a vigilant look on his face, the latter realized what had happened.

When using astral projection to travel to a certain time period and borrow an anchored body, magic will temporarily transform that body into something close to your own.

Terry raised his hands and walked backwards away from this house that he had obviously visited many times before.

This is not Mayfair.

To be honest, except for the fact that Mayfair always got around nervously and kept talking about the "unfounded" relationship between the two, which made Terry uncomfortable, Terry seemed to be used to talking about magic issues. Ask Mayfair for help.

"Don't you know magic? Why do you still need to carry things by yourself?"

The woman who had a very similar appearance to Mayfair shouted sternly.

Didn't you say there is still some time?
Although Mayfair always muttered that the time was coming and she was about to leave, but because this mysterious and nervous woman always had a relaxed look on her face, Terry always thought that she would still be here. The times stay for a while.

He was carrying a cardboard box half as tall as a person, which seemed to be filled with miscellaneous items.

Behind the cardboard box, Mayfair poked his head out with a surprised look on his face and stared at Terry. After a moment, he burst out with a scream that almost shattered Terry's eardrums.

"Sorry, I think I went in the wrong direction."

Just when Terry was stunned, Mayfair suddenly walked out of the room.

In other words, this woman who doesn't know him at all should be the so-called blood descendant that Mayfair can use to stay in this future world.

"Get out of my house! Or I'm going to pull the trigger!"

"no……"

However, Terry did not go far, but found a hidden place and watched from a distance.

The woman seemed to be moving. Shortly after Terry exited the house, she walked out of the house with a look of excessive panic, looked around for a while, and then sat on the ground with relief.

After a while, he seemed a little scared, so he took out his cell phone and made a call, sobbing and telling something to the other side of the phone. More than ten minutes later, a strange man drove here and walked quickly to the woman. He knelt down and comforted the frightened woman.

That should be her boyfriend.

Time passed little by little. The woman who had recovered her emotions stood up with the help of her boyfriend. Then a truck with the logo of the moving company drove over and several workers got out.

When it got dark, the woman and her boyfriend finally moved away all the furniture that needed to be moved. Then they forgot about the fright during the day and got into the man's car hand in hand.

Terry, who has strong hearing, could vaguely hear that the two were going on a date at a certain restaurant.

It was the restaurant where Martin Lee got Terry's card. It was expensive but also delicious.

In this way, men comfort women who are frightened during the day.

Everything felt so natural, as if Mayfair had never been there before.

It wasn't until the car's taillights completely disappeared from sight that Terry slowly walked out from behind a big tree.

He was finally convinced that Mayfair had left without saying goodbye.

In other words, Mayfair had told him many times, but Terry never took it seriously.

Terry's eyes flashed with confusion.

He touched his head.

Now it seems that no one can help him analyze the expulsion magic he stole from Constantine.

Or he can only try to dismantle it himself, and then understand and learn from it.

But can he do it?
Mayfair seems to have always said that he has top-notch magical talent.

But Terry has always been used to the kind of magic courses that are almost like reaching out for clothes. Mayfair will very carefully break down the spells that need to be used into fragments that he can easily remember, as if he has chewed them. For Terry to absorb.

"Why did you leave suddenly?"

Terry walked to the side of the house that had been vacated and looked at the even more empty layout of the house through the window glass.

He was sure that on every previous visit, he had no additional interest in Mayfair, an inexplicable woman.

He just sat on the sofa, and then Mayfair was busy with his own business, bringing tea and desserts, waiting for Terry to ask questions when she encountered problems while reading the magic book, and then Mayfair sat down again. Come down and help him answer the question, and at the same time reach out to take advantage and tease Terry.

But this time the move was very thorough, even the familiar sofa was moved away.

After stopping and watching for a while, Terry finally slowly turned around and left.

He began to try hard to recall what he had written down every step of Constantine's spellcasting process in the paralyzed Roger's body this morning.

With a mental power that was already incomparable, Terry's memory was equally outstanding. He could even remember the last spell that Constantine chanted quickly and quietly.

In fact, it seemed that from a certain point on, he no longer needed Mayfair's assistance with magic.

That woman completely inspired Terry's magic talent. Even if he didn't come to ask for help today, Terry could definitely learn it on his own.

In the memories over and over again, Terry stretched out his hands and imitated Constantine's movements, constantly simulating and absorbing the entire process of magic.

"I can see that these rituals are divided into dismantling, separation, expulsion... and a small amount of micronization and dispossession."

Terry also figured out what he was feeling melancholy about.

"The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring of water. I haven't repaid you yet, so why did I leave?"

(End of this chapter)