The Magician of the Beautiful World

"tutor."

Strange saw Noah's sudden appearance, and immediately bowed seriously. He was no stranger to Noah's elusive behavior for a long time.

"Hmm, are you working hard?" Noah smiled, and then casually threw the cloak into his hand: "This is for you, take it."

"Thank you, mentor." Strange said thank you before taking the cloak: "What is this?"

"A very interesting little thing." Noah said indifferently: "Take it, it is of great use to you."

Strange nodded silently. Since Noah said that it was of great use to him, Strange would naturally choose to believe it.

Although Strange still doesn't know where this so-called help is, he feels that he can try it later.

"By the way, you've been doing pretty well recently, and I think your courses are almost done."

After Strange took the cloak, Noah continued: "I have taught you almost the knowledge in the books and the things you don't understand, and you need to understand and learn the rest by yourself."

"Mentor?" Strange froze for a moment, then raised his head to look at Noah: "But"

"Don't worry, listen to me." Noah interrupted Strange with a smile: "You are considered good now, among you beginners. But you have to remember, you are always just a beginner , what you have to do now is not to blindly learn new things, but to master what you have learned as much as possible.”

"I..." Strange froze for a moment, then nodded seriously: "I understand the mentor, I know what I should do."

Noah smiled with satisfaction, it's good to know, this also saves Noah a lot of saliva.

At this stage, Strange really should focus on the knowledge that Noah has answered for him, instead of trying his best to learn the magic that he can't use at this stage.

Strange, who wanted to understand, didn't intend to stay too long, raised his hand slightly, and then he started to try to draw a circle, and soon his magic power opened a portal through the stimulation of the ring.

Strange is quite proficient at this hand, Noah didn't throw him on Mount Everest, he learned it by himself.

It can only be said that letting the magician appear in the public eye in advance does have many unimaginable benefits.

At least when it comes to dealing with Strange, Noah can relax a lot. Think about the Strange he is teaching now, and then think about the Strange taught by a mage in the original book.

Noah shook his head. If it was really the guy in the original book, maybe Noah already had the urge to strangle him to death.

Seeing Strange who was about to leave, Noah suddenly said, "By the way, Steve, remember to say hello to Mr. Watson for me."

"Huh?" Strange froze for a moment, but soon he said with a smile: "No problem, mentor. I think John will be very happy."

"Probably." Noah spread his hands: "By the way, tell him by the way, the story you wrote is great, I like it very much."

"Story?" The corner of Strange's mouth twitched, "Okay, I'll tell it."

I don't know if it's the influence of his name, or if Everett really listened to Noah's words.

Anyway, this guy really started to update his blog and write about himself and Strange, as an exorcist and an exorcist's assistant.

These stories did not attract much attention at first, and many people even thought that these stories were false.

But when Everett wrote in Watson's voice the story of the little Batman they had dealt with, everything changed.

Old Leites still has a lot of social connections, and when he noticed this story, he said it was true the first time he noticed it.

And he admitted without hesitation that the person asking for help is himself.

"I said that my son did not commit suicide, and I also saw the bat that was bigger than a watermelon! Mr. Sherlock Holmes is a real exorcist. I am very grateful to Mr. John Watson for telling all this, and Thank you very much for your help in finding the real culprit for my son."

Well, Everett's blog went viral when the old guy made the announcement.

Now almost everyone knows that the stories written by this guy are true. What's more interesting is that every time he writes a big or small story, there will always be people who have asked him for help to admit these things .

In this way, the reputation of Sherlock Holmes and John Watson rose.

To be honest, Strange is also quite depressed now, and he doesn't know whether he should be happy or angry.

As his reputation grows, he will naturally be entrusted with various tasks, which is a good thing for Strange to practice leveling.

But the problem is, let alone how many of these commissions are not magical events, some opponents alone make Strange have no desire to do anything.

Let Strange deal with a little bat demon now, I'm afraid he can destroy that thing in the blink of an eye.

This is really not a challenge for him, and there is no possibility of improving his ability. It is just a waste of time.

"Okay, you go back." Noah didn't care what Strange was thinking, he smiled and said: "Come on, your cloak is not so friendly, come on and settle it. I understand." ?"

"I will, mentor." Strange nodded respectfully, then turned and walked into the aperture.

With Strange's departure, the circle of light gradually dimmed, and soon disappeared from Noah's eyes.

Noah looked at all this quietly with his head tilted, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then Noah stood up and walked slowly to the window sill.

Looking at the people coming and going outside the window, Noah tilted his head: "Strange's progress is really fast enough, but is this guy suitable for the Soul Gem? Forget it, let's take a look, if it is suitable Then leave it to him."

There has never been a clear conclusion about the ownership of the Mind Stone, because in Noah's view, both Strange and Wanda can actually use this energy.

If you have to talk about compatibility, then naturally Wanda is more qualified, but Noah is optimistic about Strange when it comes to the control of gems.

"Forget it, why do you think about these messy things." Noah sighed and shook his head: "Let's think about Casillas first, I don't know when this guy will do it, maybe I have to go over and take it Can't the wand be pointed at his neck and force him to do it?"

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"Damn it!"

Strange lay down on the ground with a depressed face, looking at the red cloak standing upright as if standing there alone, Strange was filled with depression.

Everett was sitting on the sofa with a laptop in his arms and was writing something. He couldn't help but glance at Strange's curse, and then he let out a chuckle and continued to write his own things.