"Teacher, do I still need to take my apprentice to the etheric plane?" Salomon came to Karma Taj while having breakfast. The reason why he got up early on purpose was because he had used up all his alchemical potion the night before. After losing the chemistry laboratory at Eton College, he could only set up a laboratory in Karma Taj and the Witch's apartment, but today he did not dare to use the facilities in the apartment, otherwise Bayonetta would kill him Take him to the bedroom.
As a result, he was unable to work for a whole day. He tiptoed over the gray short-haired cat and German shepherd dog sleeping on the carpet, grabbed Phoenix sleeping on the cabinet and tucked it under his arm, while stuffing the statue of Pegasus lying aside into his pocket. After doing this, he hurriedly opened the teleportation door without disturbing anyone.
That's why he arrived in the Himalayas wearing nothing but his pajamas and all his gear in his hands. "If you don't go and create a human with the witch, why are you here?" The Supreme Mage glanced at his disciple, and then continued to pick up the teacup and drink tea. "You are here just in time, help me buy a roast goose." The venerable lowered his voice to prevent others from hearing, "Don't let Mordu see it, he always thinks that I have high blood pressure. By the way, Casilios's There are two bottles of beer in the refrigerator, remember to get them for me."
"teacher--"
"Hey, why are you in a hurry." The Venerable frowned dissatisfied. "The review is over. Those apprentices can now receive one-on-one guidance. I am busy assigning mentors to them. Mordo and Casilio Sid has work to do, do you want to take on an apprentice as well?"
"I'm busy enough, teacher." Salomon said, "I just want to make sure that there is no work for me here today, right?"
Having just ruled out a possible mission, Salomon went to Athena's residence. Early in the morning it was time for the Goddess of War to exercise. She was wearing a close-fitting short skirt made of white linen. Salomon, who had just walked out of the portal, was almost poked in the nose by a spear. "How can a man refuse a lady's request?" The spear cut through the air and stabbed beside Salomon's neck. Athena knew exactly what happened before Salomon came here, especially when she saw Salomon's somewhat pale face.
She threw Salomon a spear and asked Salomon to train with her in battle. "Just like the Amazon warriors." The sweat on Athena's skin glistened in the early morning sun. "Training may cause injuries. If you don't want to, you might as well lie back in bed."
"You are much stricter than an ordinary mother." Salomon didn't know how many battle trainings he had gone through. He kicked the spear with ease and used the tip of the spear to knock away Athena's weapon. The sound of metal collision announced the start of the battle, and the spear stabbed Athena's throat like a snake. Salomon didn't care at all whether the goddess of war would be injured - he once gave up the attack because he was worried that Athena would be hurt by the spear. Opportunity, and then he was beaten with a spear pole by Athena, because Athena took this as an insult to her.
Salomon was only thirteen years old at that time, but Athena showed no mercy at all.
Salomon was very sure that Athena was not merciful now, because the strength and speed of both parties were beyond what ordinary people could keep up with. The harsh sound of metal collisions broke out many times in an instant. To others, it sounded like a burst of sound. Harsh noise. Over the years, Salomon has slowly kept up with Athena in spear skills. At least he will not fail ten seconds after the battle begins, and Athena cannot defeat him with just a spear shaft.
After the morning exercise, Salomon said goodbye. He was going to make a deal.
Athena kissed the mystic mage's sweaty face, then gave Salomon a cookie that had just cooled down, and then she dismissed him impatiently. Because her stupid son forgot not only to bring gifts when he came, but also because she had work to do - the art salon was also work, and the orphanage also needed sponsorship.
At least there must be sponsorship on the surface, otherwise the tax bureau will find out about her sooner or later.
"I really don't know why I went crazy to agree to this deal." Salomon dragged a long-haired woman in a hospital gown through the passage of the mental hospital. "If it hadn't told me that you put desflurane in the ventilation duct, I might even have been infected."
"Aren't you excited?" The woman named Root followed Salomon nonchalantly, with headphones in her ears. "She told me that she can't understand you. You are the only thing she can't understand. Man, she didn’t know where to start.”
Root talks to himself sleepwalkingly, looking like a drug addict who's been delirious from too much cocaine in an alley. In her hand she still had the pistol she had taken from the guard's holster. Even a fool knows not to let a weak-minded person handle a gun, but Salomon didn't care at all.
"Then you should tell the machine to be careful next time you speak ill of someone behind their back." Salomon led Root past the unconscious staff and patients and walked toward the passage. "I don't know if the machine told you." He said, "Now it's not just Homeland Security that's watching you, there's also an organization, an organization with deep connections within the U.S. government that also knows about the existence of the machine. , you are their target. If not for this, the machine thinks you can escape by relying on it."
"Hydra, I know." Root said with a smile, "I thought Hydra had been eliminated long ago. This word has a certain sense of historical sedimentation when it is said now. I believe that when SHIELD dug up the United States People felt that way when I was captain. What did you do? She told me those people had already arrived in the parking lot."
"My suggestion is, don't fight with those people. In fact, this is my personal selfishness. The boss of that organization really wants to talk to me." Salomon pulled Root aside, "It's shameful to escape, but But it worked, I don't really like to interact with secular forces, so I let them circle the stairwell a few times... Hi there."
Salomon said hello to the psychiatrist who was frightened by Root. The doctor who was exposed by Root was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. Salomon continued to say to this slightly crazy woman, "The agreement between me and the machine is to ensure your safety, so no matter what means are used, it must be reached. The machine has no requirement to kill those people. Besides, I and those people People don’t have any big grudges.”
"You are so kind." Root laughed. "They look like a group of babies now, babies holding guns. How do you know they can't shoot?"
"The retarded trick always works."
The sound of gunfire reached their ears through the empty passage. Salomon shrugged. "Do you think I came out of Hogwarts? I don't have any extra kindness. Besides, you can't ask too much from a group of people who can still wet their pants." He said, "Okay, now hold on to me."
"Are we going to apparate?"
"Almost, but I assure you, the safety factor of this magic is much higher."
"You never told me that you had a dungeon." Root didn't know whether she was talking to herself or asking Salomon, but she didn't care whether she got an answer or not. She raised her head and saw the rock domes and stalagmites high up, as well as several brightly lit buildings in the dark ruins.
"Welcome to the Eternal City," Salomon said. "At least it was once called that. Come, your gods are waiting for you."
