"I… "
Mr. Scott still wanted to refute, but his tone was weak.
"I found out that your mutual aid group started last winter. The purpose of the supernatural event mutual aid group that lasted for a year is probably to collect fear? This is very interesting. After all, the effective range of that cup is not very large. Let me Come and guess where it is now."
As he said that, with a wave of his hand, five or six red fireballs flew out of his sleeves and stopped by the wall of the theater. Although the light from the fireball was still not enough to fully illuminate the theater, it was much better than before.
The sudden bright environment made everyone's eyes feel a little uncomfortable, and Jenkins finally saw the whole picture of the theater. Ordinary people who came here to share stories and ask for help screamed. Even if they encountered supernatural events, it was still difficult for them to accept that the "wizard" in the story really existed in this world.
"I mean, please look behind your back."
Mr. Scott still kept his sitting posture, and his tone became not flustered at all.
"Do you think I'll turn around?"
The magician sneered.
"Then, goodbye~"
Two smooth arms stretched out from the mirror surface hidden in the shadows, and they moved so slowly that if the magician turned his head and found it, he would be able to avoid it. But it's a pity that he didn't turn his head. The moment his arm touched him, the magician disappeared in place.
Jenkins glanced at the mirror, where the magician was still in the blurred reflection.
"Sucked into the mirror?"
This is the best guess.
"Didn't he think that I've been gathering with people who have encountered evil spirits this year, so I'm safe and not worried about my own safety?"
Ignoring the six ordinary people huddled together, Mr. Scott stood up while talking to himself, adjusted his tie with his hands, then bent down and picked up the red flannelette from the ground to cover the mirror.
"If I had no support, how could I do such a dangerous thing?"
He turned around, looked at the six strangers wearing masks, and then bowed slowly:
"I'm really sorry. I invited everyone to participate in this mutual aid group. I really didn't have any malicious intentions. But it turned out to be like this, and it was beyond my expectations. I promise that when I kill everyone, I will definitely not make you feel pain .”
As he spoke, his right hand reached behind his waist. Hearing a bang, the gun in Jenkins' hand hit his forehead, and Mr. Scott fell to the ground before he could leave any last words or express any opinions.
At such a close distance, even Jenkins can hit it.
He didn't go up to check the situation immediately, but looked at the mirror covered by the red cloth, but the magician didn't lift the cloth to appear. It seems that the death of the holder will not affect the function of the mirror itself, which also saves Jenkins a lot of work.
After the magician is captured by the mirror, he swings a fireball for illumination and disappears. Holding the candle, Jenkins confirmed that Mr. Scott had really died, before turning to look at the other five people who dared not move.
"Please don't be afraid..."
They trembled even more.
Jenkins shook his head, patted the chocolate on his shoulder, and then bent down to pick up the water glasses that Mr. Scott had prepared for everyone on the ground.
After sniffing with his nose and making sure that it was water instead of tea, he put the fingers of his right hand into his chest, and while muttering something in a buzzing unidentifiable voice, he stirred the chest with his fingers.
A few minutes later, he walked up to the five trembling people with a water glass in his hand, and splashed water on them one by one.
"The evil spirits have been dispelled by me. If you are worried, you can go to church to pray frequently in the past few weeks, and you can also read religious scriptures every night before going to bed. This is not harmful. Let's go, remember to call the police immediately after you go out. "
But no one moved.
Reluctantly, Jenkins raised his gun and pointed it at them. First, a woman screamed, and then five people rushed out from the side door of the theater, and the sound of panicked footsteps echoed in the corridor for a long time.
He touched his nose, held up a candle and looked at the decorative lamp above his head, then asked softly:
"Chocolate, can you jump up?"
"Meow~"
Cat probably meant too much, or so Jenkins surmised.
He could only walk to the front of the lamp with a chair, then pulled the back of the chair and shook it a few times, and threw the chair up violently.
With a bang, crackling fragments fell from the sky. Jenkins avoided it a long time ago, and did not re-enter the stage until his safety was confirmed. Only then did he realize that he had forgotten to move Mr. Scott's body, and that his body was now covered with fragments of lamps.
He touched his nose, then summoned the starlight ball to search on a pile of debris, and it didn't take long to find the wooden goblet containing the black liquid.
The quilt is not too big, even smaller than the common red wine glasses in the banquet. The wood grain is clearly visible on the surface of the cup, and even if the cup is tipped over, none of the liquid inside will spill out.
Chocolate stretched out his head on Jenkins' shoulder and sniffed, his eyes lit up, and he was thinking about something again.
"This is mine."
He muttered softly, looking at the mirror again. In fact, he really wanted to take the mirror away, after all, it also had the functions of illuminating spirits, expelling spirits, and confinement. But this thing is really too big, and the unique pattern on its frame is like a rune, making it very recognizable, even if it is taken away, there is a danger of being discovered.
"I'll give this to the church, but I don't know which family will be the first to arrive... I remember that [The Church of the Night and the Hidden] is the closest to here."
Draw a rope in the void, then tie the mirror and flannel firmly together, and then turn and leave. He thought it was not a sad thing for a magician to be caught by the Orthodox Church. After all, the church only let him register, and the entire circus except him is a level 6 granter, which is really too dangerous.
Nolan City does not need so many high-level illegal bestowers.
He carried the chocolate and the wooden goblet out of the theater through the back door, then called out his unicorn behind the pile of construction materials, covered himself with smoke and flew into the sky again.
After returning to the church smoothly, after a simple wash, Jenkins leaned on the head of the bed, pinched the waist of the chocolate and placed it on the dark blue striped quilt.
"When did you learn to be invisible?"
He stuck his head out and stared at his cat.
"Meow~"
The kitten cried softly, then licked its paws, and looked at Jenkins with those extraordinarily beautiful cat eyes.
"Chocolate, you won't betray me, will you?"
He didn't know why he asked such a question.
"Meow~"
The cat walked a few steps forward on the uneven quilt, and gently rubbed the back of Jenkins' hand with its side face.
Completed
The addition is over, thank you readers for your votes and blades. After adding the update this time, it is estimated that the next time will have to wait another one or two months. I am currently working on my graduation thesis, and it is going well, and there is enough time left for codewords.
In a blink of an eye, this book has reached more than one million words, and the collection is slowly but steadily approaching 20,000. I would like to thank you for your support if I can persist until today.
Don't worry this book will eunuch (not flag), I'd love to finish Jenkins' story too. According to the plan, the qualification volume of a savior has already completed [Twin Demon] and [Undead], and is proceeding with [True Illusion]. There are a total of 9 savior qualifications. Excluding [World Tree Seedlings] and [Unknown Way Forward], which I have not yet decided whether to expand, there should be four volumes to write, so this book is only half done. . Please continue to look forward to more exciting stories.
Thank you again.
Another: The author's chapter ending function is temporarily closed, and I don't know when it will be released again, so I opened this single chapter. I think everyone should know that there is no charge for chapters below 1,000 words.