Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Billy Batterson is running.

Do your best.

The child ran breathless.

But this time no one was chasing him.

What chases him is something more indescribable...time.

He jumped into the subway, breathing heavily and raising his wrist.

On his wrist, there is an inexpensive watch. It was the birthday gift given to him by his other six "siblings" last night.

Today is his birthday.

It has been a month since he moved into his new home.

This time he was surprisingly well-behaved, he did not escape from the foster family anymore, and it was not bad to get along with the new family.

Of course, in addition to the warm atmosphere of this foster family, and indeed letting 15-year-old Billy feel at ease, there is another very important reason.

Very very important reason.

"4 minutes left..."

Billy looked at the beating pointer, and he looked up at the changing runes above the subway car.

Beside him, the figures of the passengers sitting in the subway dissipated like smoke, and a layer of frost covered the glass of the carriage. This is a very strange scene.

But Billy didn't care.

The child stared closely at the wrist watch.

He can't be late again.

His magic teacher is a very knowledgeable, but also very strict person.

If he is late again, he will definitely suffer.

"boom"

As if the subway that had entered another world hit the rock as usual, the door opened in front of Billy's eyes.

The child grabbed his messenger bag, rushed out, and ran along the mountain road.

Finally, in the last 15 seconds, he rushed into the temple of the Eternal Rock.

He picked up the bracelet around his wrist and lifted it into the air, he stuttered and recited some complex spells.

Just like a rookie who is new to magic.

The magic all over the eternal rock was mobilized.

The invisible wind screamed on the red cross wrapped around Billy's hands, and the dark shadows gathered in front of Billy's eyes as the Horcrux filled with magic power.

"Uh"

The shadow opened like a curtain, and the expressionless Merlin hovered before Billy's eyes like a ghost.

Looking at the child who stood up straight in front of him, he said:

"You are late... 5 seconds."

"Sorry, tutor."

Billy lowered his head, he said:

"I last night... uh, forget it, I won't be next time."

"You say that every time."

There was no emotional fluctuation in Merlin's tone, like a relentless reprimanding machine.

He landed on the ground with a very light posture. He carried his hands on his back and said to Billy in front of him:

"You want to be a qualified caster, you want to make better use of the power in your body, you don't want to disappoint Lao Shazan..."

"Unfortunately, in this real world, only ideas are not enough, you have to put into action."

"You have talent, potential, and good luck, but luck will not save you every time, you have to be more strict with yourself!"

"Sorry, tutor."

Billy gritted his teeth and said:

"I have a watch and I won't be late again tomorrow."

"Don't make promises, especially if you have a hard time guaranteeing your promise."

Merlin glanced at the child with his head down, and he shook his head.

He says:

"Pick up your drawing pen and we will learn the sleeping spell today... Also, happy birthday, Billy."

"Ok?"

Batterson looked up sharply. He looked at Merlin, who had a fleeting smile on his face. He said with a cold face:

"What are you still doing! You only have 3 hours to learn this magic! Hurry!"

Merlin's voice hit Billy like a whip.

Let the child take the drawing pen and drawing board out of the bag with ease.

In front of him, Merlin relied on the magic of the Eternal Rock to wave his finger, and a relatively uncomplicated mana model was outlined.

The new day of class begins.

3 hours per day, 1 magic per day, 1 combat training per day.

This is Billy Batterson's new life.

The mysterious knowledge made him linger, and the new world that appeared in front of him made the child cheer.

His life is changing.

With a new family member, he unexpectedly received a powerful divine power and a mysterious magic tutor.

His life is getting better, and maybe he will get better and better in the future.

On the other side, the subway that Billy Batterson took finally reached the station.

After the doors opened, the passengers who got to the terminal got off.

Among the crowd, a tall lady wearing a long trench coat and a peaked cap walked out.

She put her hands in her pockets, and in the flow of people, she looked back at the empty subway, a trace of doubt and loss flashed in her blue eyes.

"Lost again."

Icarus shook her head as she stepped towards the exit of the subway station.

These days, she has been following Billy Batterson, trying to follow the child to find Merlin's hidden location.

But every time she fails.

Whether it is a taxi, bus or subway.

The child would disappear silently at a time that Icarus couldn't even notice.

Even if Icarus used the high-speed camera in his eyes throughout the shooting, he still could not capture the traces of the disappearance of Batterson.

Obviously, some mysterious power is affecting him and the people around him.

Even if it is a wisdom weapon, it will be affected by that power.

"Merlin..."

Icarus walked out of the subway station. She glanced at the street in front of her. She reached out and stopped a taxi. She said:

"You guys, hide really deep enough..."

"But as long as it's safe."

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"Stupefy! (Sleeping Curse!)"

Two hours later, in the temple of the Eternal Rock, Billy's hand directed the dance.

He injects the magic in his body onto the mana model constructed by his fingertips, and after shaking once, a slender light bursts from his fingertips.

The light blazed out in the direction Billy watched, hitting precisely in the glass fish tank placed on the edge of the temple.

A weird, caterpillar-like bug trapped there was hit by light.

It shook its head suspiciously, then crawled a few steps before lying on the stone.

It fell asleep.

"Yay!"

Seeing this scene, Batterson cheered in surprise, jumping from the same place as a real child.

"Teacher, I succeeded! Did you see it?"

Billy turned back and shouted at Merlin, who folded his hands on his belly like a statue.

He nodded blankly.

But Merlin was really surprised.

Previously, he had only heard from the wizards' whispers about how powerful and talented some geniuses in the magic world were, but he had never seen it.

Maybe Zatana is one of those geniuses.

But Zatanna practiced occult magic, and that stuff was more talented, and it was useless to work hard.

And now, Merlin has seen it.

Billy Batterson, this 15-year-old kid, is a real genius.

His natural magical physique makes it easy for him to sense the flow of magic power, and the divine power Lao Shazan inherited to him helps him to better correct the frequency of magic power release.

The wisdom of Solomon allows Billy Batterson to memorize complex mana models in a very short time.

And Zeus's divine power allows him to continuously release many magics before feeling tired.

Billy learned magic more than ten times faster than Merlin once learned spells.

Not to mention, in addition to magic, this child has another more powerful means of warfare, which is his bottom card.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Merlin commented:

"But there are still obvious magic fluctuations when the magic is shot. Because of the lack of aggregation, the effect of the Sleeping Curse takes a few seconds to take effect. The accuracy is good, and finally..."

"The cast posture is not elegant enough, like a big boss."

"Please, tutor."

Billy sat on the ground, rubbing his forehead while resting his brain, he vomited:

"I accept a few of the things you said earlier, but the last one... a casting posture, what the hell! The posture is so elegant, is it useless for combat?"

"Snapped"

Merlin's fingers curled up and knocked **** Batterson's head, making the child scream.

Shocked by the ghost's cold magic power is uncomfortable.

"People are social creatures, Billy, the number of casters in this world will not be less than you think, you always have to contact them."

Merlin carrying his hands on his back, he said seriously:

"The world of wizards is also very complicated. The people who can become wizards are really smart guys. They will not easily believe others. They will disguise, especially those black wizards."

"But no matter how they pretend, there is something they can't change anyway... posture when casting."

"Every sorcerer has his own unique spell-casting posture, which is a habit of long-term practice."

"If you are keen enough, you can tell the caster's camp from the gestures, standing postures, and chanting of the spell."

Merlin looked at Billy thoughtfully, and he increased his tone:

"It is difficult for a rude spellcaster to integrate into a new group. I want you to pay attention to the sign of the spellcasting because of your future considerations."

"Orthodox wizards value this kind of portal opinion very much. They are very rigid. An elegant spell-casting gesture makes it easier for them to be accepted...um? What are you doing?"

Holding a pen to write and write on the notebook, Batterson raised his head and said to his tutor:

"Write down, you always tell me these things, details, I'm afraid I will forget."

"You have the wisdom of Solomon!"

Merlin said dissatisfiedly:

"That's the wisdom enlightenment of the ancient wizard, as long as you want, you can write down all the details of your life! Billy, you must make good use of your abilities."

"Ok."

Billy shrugged and put his notebook back in his bag.

He thought about it and said to Merlin:

"Tutor, otherwise, I won't go to school in the future...I come here every day and have more time to practice magic. Anyway, I don't like school anymore, that knowledge is useless to me..."

"Snapped"

The expressionless Merlin's fingers tapped on Billy's head again, and the child made another cry.

"You have to go to school, it's not just a perfect disguise of your true identity."

Mei Lin Shen Sheng said:

"That knowledge is also necessary."

"Learning medieval languages ​​allows you to better understand the wisdom of ancient wizards, while knowledge of calculus can make you more accurate in constructing force models, and biological knowledge can help you get a better introduction to pharmacy."

"Not to mention the arcane magic that I will teach you later, which is more complicated and more difficult to understand... It requires strong logical thinking to understand, that is knowledge of advanced mathematics."

"Billy, you need to understand..."

Merlin said with a long heart:

"All knowledge is interlinked. As a magic apprentice, you must respect all knowledge and you must study hard."

"Ok."

Batterson nodded.

This period of contact made him trust Merlin.

This trust stems from the unreserved professor. Although Merlin is strict, Billy can clearly feel his growth.

"Come."

Merlin took a few steps back. He tickled his finger towards Billy. He said:

"The magic is over, it's time to practice next."

"Oh, I like this! Really."

Billy Batterson also rubbed his fists and stood up, the child's face full of eager expression.

He said to Merlin:

"You promised me, as long as I win you, you will teach me to find my true mother with magic, you will not gossip?"

"You have to beat me first."

Merlin's fingers were held empty, and the magic of black converged into an unusual long sword in his hands.

He raised the blade, put a sticker on his forehead, and pointed the blade at Batterson.

With a smile on his lips, he said:

"How long did you persist yesterday? If I remember correctly... 47 seconds?"

"Not today."

Billy hid his left hand behind him, and he said to Merlin:

"Today I feel that I am in good shape, maybe I will... stupefy! (Sleeping Curse!)"

Before Billy finished speaking, he pulled out his fingers, and a beating light pierced Merlin, blocked by the long sword grid in his hand.

"Good boy!"

Merlin says:

"Live to learn and use, not bad. But if you want to attack, you have to hide better."

"Uh"

A black light converged into a sharp blade, piercing from behind Billy.

"Shazam!"

Billy Batterson yelled a moment before the sharp blade added itself.

Between the thunder roars, the Shazan Superman, dressed in red and yellow suits, stood up in the magical storm.

He reached out and flicked, smashing Merlin's second magic blade.

He moved his shoulders and fists, and he looked at Merlin who had outlined the dark wind in the shadows.

His magic teacher is a ghost, a learned person.

Whether on the level of magic, knowledge or combat skills, he has enough experience to impart to the freshman Shazan.

Billy Batterson knew he could not win.

He needs constant practice to be able to persevere under the tutor's attack for longer.

But one day, he will win!

Billy clenched his fists, and the yellow fine lightning fluttered on his finger. He said:

"Teacher, I'm going."

Merlin hovering in the shadows leaned on his long sword. He hooked his finger on Batterson. He said:

"Today is your birthday, I will start lighter, Billy."

"30 seconds! Solve you..."

"Come... challenge me!"

PS:

That's the end of this addition. There is still something on the 21st. Look forward to it, brothers.

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