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The two police officers hummed and walked up to Siegfried, subconsciously thinking that this was the boss of the trafficker: "Please come with us to accept the investigation."

Siegfried ignored them, and looked at the three of Weston with no expression on his face, as if he was the eldest brother of the four, looking at the three younger siblings with 'love'.

He felt a little insulted!

In fact, the four of them walked down the road, and many people really thought they were four brothers and sisters. According to the description in Japanese manga, Siegfried seemed to be the hard-working eldest son of the Fuxing family, and Weston looked like a no-nonsense son. The heartless second brother, Fran, is a sensible eldest daughter who imitates her elder brother. As for Frankenstein, she is a bewildered deaf-mute younger sister who is used by her elder brother for profit.

"Oh my, it looks like I'm going to run away." Weston spread his hands helplessly.

"Kick off? You won't be able to escape Sibiu today." The boss glared angrily at the group of people, watching the big meal they ate, and trampled on his previous kind behavior.

Weston stood up unhurriedly, and said to the girl beside him: "Let me teach you another lesson, Fran. Generally, people will subconsciously tend to be rewarded for kindness! Whether it is inner satisfaction or material satisfaction, if you give If it is not directly proportional to the harvest, then a person will not try things that are not beneficial."

Fran looked at her father in surprise, this was the first time that his father had passed on negative energy to her.

"Of course, there are people who really don't ask for anything in return, but in this society, that kind of person will be called a fool, and you should cherish this kind of fool. And those 'wise men', you also need to communicate instead of being either-or Wrong, that is a normal human being!"

Weston spoke lightly, and the movements in his hands had subconsciously tickled the records on the phonograph beside the dining table.

【Scarborough Fair】

“Are you going to Scarborough Fair~”

Mixed with hints of magic power, and the gramophone being deliberately suppressed by Weston with his fingers, this folk song style does not play normally with melodious tunes, but instead stutters and stutters.

After the two police officers pulled out their pistols, their faces suddenly fell into a daze, and a kind of sonic stimulation filled their minds, so much so that they forgot their original mission.

Including the angry boss, the expression fell into a kind of doubt of "why did I come to the opponent's restaurant".

What Fran noticed was that there were more people in the restaurant. Although their expressions were not the same as those of the three closest people, they seemed to have forgotten the scene just now, and couldn't help being surprised at Father's magic.

"It spread with just one movement?"

It was very difficult for Fran to do this with the magic knowledge she received without using spell-casting materials and without preparing them in advance.

This skill, in a sense, already belongs to the large-scale magic of the 'wide area' type.

Of course, if it is magic, it can be easily done, but after the Age of Gods, magic has disappeared and cannot be used, so this is still magic.

"It's amazing..." Fran said in admiration.

"It's just changing the frequency of the cell's electrical signal, which is no different from the illusion of subconsciously feeling sleepy when listening to a lullaby." Weston waved his hand.

The principle of this magic is to relax people's brain directly from sound waves, and then use magic power to simulate a kind of cell electrical signal, and use Weston's body to connect with human brain waves to control the human brain.

Basically, you need a medium!

Simple understanding, if you compare the brain to a house; then Weston uses music to pull away the enemy's subconscious defense mechanism (disarm the alarm in the house), and then allocates a set of keys that match the house, and then You can run amok.

"Go to the bags at the second and fourth tables, they should have passports."

Fran cast her gaze over, and the people at the two tables were a pair of blond-haired, blue-eyed Caucasian women.

Is the target observed even at the point where we eat?So Father has already made plans, right?Fran thought to herself.For this, she admired her father's meticulousness even more.

Frankenstein, who can't (too lazy) to speak, was dumb. She was the only one who noticed that her master had just been staring at the breasts of the white women at the two tables, but she didn't say anything about it.

(Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.)

The song on the phonograph was switched to the next sentence, and Qiqi, the white man on the second and fourth Zhuo, fell into a coma as if he had been killed.Then, the voice returned to the first sentence.

If there are other magicians here, they will definitely be surprised and amazed.This is no longer a skill like hypnotic suggestion, but an evil magic that manipulates creatures.Generally, the magic developed has the ability to cause great damage to ordinary human beings, and is basically designated by the seal, even though the clock tower has given him such treatment.

"found it!"

A few minutes later, Fran took out four passports and visas, and a stack of US dollars.

"Get ready to go to Bucharest Airport!" Hearing this, Weston also lost the idea of ​​continuing to experiment with magic.

……

About three hours later, Bucharest Airport.

It is not very difficult for a magician to disguise the face on the visa.However, Bucharest's arrival in Tokyo, Japan seems to be a midway transfer. According to the display screen at the airport, there are flights to Turkey and Russia.

"Would you like to go sightseeing in Moscow?" Weston thought that he might be able to return to the Great Heavenly Dynasty, a world full of magic, whether my prototype magician of the Great Heavenly Dynasty can do alchemy or something like that.

There was a flash of lightning in Fran's eyes, and after not being watched by her father, she pointed to the flight to France and said, "Transfer directly from Paris!"

"Wouldn't that mean half of the world?" Weston was puzzled.

"Isn't it tourism? I want to witness the light of France." Fran said.

"Forget it, it's up to you." Weston didn't care, anyway, he could go to Fuyuki City, Japan anytime.

After letting Zieg fly to the ticket counter to confuse the ticket sales lady and bought four tickets to Paris, France, half an hour later, the voice broadcast for logging into the cabin sounded.

Weston was carrying two suitcases, and the girl next to him followed behind him without saying a word, which was obviously noticed by Weston and Siegfried.

But no one said anything. After boarding the seat in the cabin, the plane started slowly. Frankenstein felt that the gravity of the earth was getting out of control, and he fell on his body in shock.

"Woooo..."

"You're not afraid of heights, are you? Frankenstein." Weston laughed.

Boom!

Without hesitation, Frankenstein hit Weston's forehead with the 'antenna' on top of his head, and looked at him with nothingness in his eyes, inexplicably giving off a majesty ready to discharge at any time.