Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

"What do you mean?"

She seemed to adjust to the situation quickly, even though the mage was a complete stranger to her. Or, she actually knew she had no choice.

"every aspect."

Rui Wen nodded flatly: "I'm fine, when do we start?"

"Are you okay with that?"

"..." She was silent for a while, and the purple eyes under the hood flashed an inexplicable light: "No."

She repeated her question again: "When do we start?"

The mage pointed behind her, and there was an extra chair at some point. He motioned Ruiwen to sit down, and then said: "There's no need to be so anxious, you already have the foundation of spells, plus my teaching... I don't want to say too much about myself, but the truth is, if I want to teach You, you will improve rapidly."

"Right now, there's only one problem between you and the real mage: your magic."

The question that was thrown made her bite her lower lip again. He Shenyan didn't care about her mental activities, he just continued talking.

"They all come from your father, which is great, if you can control them. Of course, this is only based on the premise that you can. It's a pity you can't, otherwise you will have many more mages out of thin air that you would never dare to think about in your life. A lot of magic. But since you can't control them...I'll have to put a safety lock on you."

"Any opinions?" He looked at the girl sitting upright not far from him.

"No."

"Very well, it seems that you also know what will happen if you use the magic power from Him for a long time." The mage revealed this matter lightly, and then snapped his fingers.

Ruiwen raised her hands. She found that the evil magic power in her body that had always been suppressed by her has disappeared. Also disappeared without a trace. The mage stood up, walked in front of her, and raised his hands.

An illusory scarlet crown appeared in his hand, and in a moment it turned from illusion to reality. The mage put the crown on her and said, "Do you know what that means?"

"...do not know."

"Very good, actually I know you don't know, just asking for fun." He smiled wickedly and continued: "I'll tell you what it is."

"It's a gift."

"Having it, you can use the magic that comes from me. You can move mountains and reclaim the sea with a wave of your hand, and you can control the life and death of others at will - of course, provided you pass my test. After all, it gives you strength, but you It’s no use if you don’t use it.”

"I don't like to hide and tuck, I'll just say it. It's not just a gift, it's an insurance... As long as you have the slightest sign of being invaded by the third house, this crown will activate my gift. Another function of it."

Rui Wen seemed unmoved by this, but her hands under her black robe were already huddled together: "...are you killing me?"

Unexpectedly, the nasty smile on the mage's face turned into a smile that Ruiwen had never seen before. He took off the girl's hood, exposed her purple hair the same color as her pupils to the sunlight, and rubbed her head: "No, it's an alarm."

"Then, I'll rush to the scene and beat up your dad for you—of course, it's better to kill."

This sentence is arrogant, but Ruiwen can feel the magic inside the mage. Even if he deliberately restrained himself and did not radiate any magic power, just standing there was like a sun. Considering this situation, she felt that the mage did have the confidence to say this.

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"Hello, this is Lois Lane's voicemail, please leave a message after the beep..."

Clark Kent, with his heavy, old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, sat down at his desk and said cautiously, "Hey, Louise. It's me, listen...I know we're out A bit of a problem, but, I think there's room for remedies. I mean, can you call me back when you hear the news? I booked a Mexican restaurant... 7pm Saturday night, okay? "

He hung up the phone, twirling the pencil absentmindedly in his hand. After he returned home, he thought about the teacher's words, and He Shenyan was right. Some problems will always be problems if they are not solved. This might be an opportunity for him to open up about his secret identity... honestly, he was nervous about it.

He has never told outsiders that he is a superman. There are very few people in the world who know about it. What's more, the person he wants to talk about is the person he has already decided to spend his life with.

Clark Kent sighed as one of his colleagues passed him, somewhat surprised.

"Hey, Kent. Why are you still here?"

"What's the matter? It's not time for get off work yet?" His colleague's words made him a little confused.

"No no no, didn't you read what Perry said? He said it at the morning meeting on Tuesday, we have an early holiday today!"

"Old Perry changed?" Clark was a little surprised. In his impression, his boss, Perry White, was a boss who wanted everyone to work overtime, even though he was very nice. But his mantra is 'journalists never leave work'.

"Who knows, anyway, I'm off to enjoy life! Have a great weekend, Kent."

"Okay, so do you." Clark smiled at him, maintaining his image as a good guy, but he actually started to make plans in his heart.

My appointment is tomorrow, so how about calling the restaurant and telling the restaurant that I'm going ahead? If, if the restaurant agrees... well, I'm going to meet her as Superman~www.novelmt.com~ and tell her who I am.

Yes, Clark, don't worry, like Mr. Ho said...just do it.

His heart was pounding for his bold decision. The Kryptonian's heart was extremely strong, but it didn't allow him to be as strong in his emotional attitude as his body.

Yes, I'm going to call and tell that restaurant to change the time to today...I'm going to do it now.

He made a call, the beeping sound had never been longer than it was now, and uneasiness swirled alternately in his heart.

However, he was lucky. The owner of the restaurant told him with a smile: "Young man, you are lucky. There are still places tonight, let me see... I can help you book until eight o'clock tonight, okay?"

"Yes! Thank you!"

He hung up the phone full of joy, looked around, and found that he was the only one left in the newspaper office. He no longer hesitated, and ripped off the clothes on his chest.

Superman flew out with a smile on his face.