The whole room fell into silence. After a long time, Asa picked up the microphone from the bedside table—
"Hello, Ms. Alice?" Asa leaned back on the bed, the voice from the microphone was so loud that the other three people sitting on the side could hear it.
"Oh, is it Asa? Have you considered what I said?"
"Well, I agree to participate in the tour." Asa hooked the corners of her lips, "Can the first stop be in New York?... Well, then I will leave it to you to arrange, um, ok."
Lyle watched Asa hang up the phone, tilted his head and asked, "Is that the decision?"
Asa nodded, looked at the tall buildings outside the window and said in a flat tone, "Well, I hope more people will see my performance."
"But my lord..." Lyle struggled for a while, "I thought you chose to enter the magic circle because of revenge. Now that Hagrid has been ruined, why do you still..."
"Didn't I just say that?" Asa glanced at Lyle, pointed to the door with his chin, "Go back, I will notify you of the tour departure date, and we will go together when the time comes." Asa waved his hand , Pulled the quilt and lay down.
Ximan pulled Lyle, who was hesitant to speak, "Go back." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the gate without looking back, "Good night, sir."
"Yeah." Asa replied lightly, watching the two people walk out of the room, the room returned to darkness...
"However, sir, I would like to ask, what do you plan to do with Berg who is still in the hospital?" Seaman opened the door again.
The curtains of the room were drawn, and Asa's voice sounded in the dark room, "I don't need to do anything else, darkness and pain will haunt him for the rest of his life."
Lyle, who followed Seaman, was full of curiosity, "What do you mean?"
Heman nodded after listening to Asa's words, and closed the door without saying anything, ending the conversation that Lyall couldn't understand...
But soon, Lyle understood the meaning of Asa's words, the true meaning of darkness and pain.
Two months later, with the successful broadcast of the second season of "Keep Your Eyes Wide" on international channels, Asa's name became known to more and more people.
The preparations for the national tour have been completed. Allen, who hadn't seen him for more than half a year, suddenly returned to Las Vegas, and officially took over Alice's task and continued to serve as Asa's agent.
But when the group of them packed their luggage and walked out of the Pyramid Hotel, they were blocked by a person at the door.
"What are you here for?" Alan glanced calmly at Tony at the entrance of the hotel, and took a step back, "Asa, the car has been waiting for a long time." After speaking, he wanted to walk around him and walk towards the road.
Tony looked haggard, his long black hair had been cut off, and he looked a little less stunning with short hair, "Alan, I want to talk to you." Xiao ran took a few steps to grab the other's arm, his voice a little choked , "You shouldn't avoid me."
Allen paused, looked back at him with complicated eyes, and his voice became colder, "Please let go, Mr. Asa, are you not going?" The second half of the sentence was said looking at Asa.
Asa raised his eyebrows, glanced at the state of the two of them, and then contacted Alan's sudden departure and the scolding of the man in the hotel that day, and the guess in his heart was gradually confirmed.
"My God, are you two going to put on an eight o'clock bubble show?" Lyle stuffed the suitcase into Seaman's hand, and took two steps forward, "No wonder Alan didn't see Mr. President after he left. Are you chasing down the runaway manager?!"
Seaman frowned, holding two suitcases and asked back, "Do you think this is the show "The President's Runaway Agent"? Tony is the chairman."
"It's all the same!" Lyle stood beside Asa, his eyes full of curiosity, "Can I interview your story? Actually, Alice said that I can go to the gossip program group."
"..."
Allen and Tony, who were chattering in front, twitched their eyes at the same time, and the awkward atmosphere disappeared.
Asa hugged Gal and passed Allen, and said in a low voice, "Since I was ready to let go half a year ago, there is no need to hesitate any more." He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was a little cold, "Some things, just put them down Don't mention it anymore, no matter how low your posture is." He didn't forget what Alice said, and from the time point of view, the fault was Tony.
Allen glanced sarcastically at Tony, who had a stiff expression, waved his arm away, and walked forward, "I did make up my mind a long time ago."
Lyle, who was about to watch the show, hadn't reacted yet, and turned back to Seaman to confirm with a little stiffness, "Is this the end?"
Seaman glanced at him, nodded, and then pulled two suitcases to catch up with the people in front...
The car was driving on the road, and the atmosphere in the car was very oppressive. No one said anything first. Lyle pursed his lips, but was forced to hold back what he wanted to say. He could only look at the street view outside the window in boredom.
Just as the car was slowly passing the Las Vegas Boulevard, Lyle, who had been quietly watching the scenery, suddenly exclaimed, "Oh Seaman! Come and see, come and see!" Man, "Look at the cripple next to the trash can on the corner!"
Seaman was caught off guard and was pulled over, and fell on the door frame. He didn't follow Lyle's fingers to look at the cripple, but put his hand into the other's shirt with a smile, "Are you so dissatisfied?"
"Oh!" Lyle, who was originally excited, suddenly softened his body, "I... I, ah~"
Asa glanced at the two people by the window, Lyle's chest was protruding, obviously Seaman put his hand on it, "Did you take off the nipple ring yet?"
Seaman chuckled, his voice was a bit cold, "My cousin said he was reluctant to take it off."
Asa didn't intend to reply, but glanced at the corner of the street that was quickly retreating from the corner of his eye. A lame man in a dirty hospital suit was picking up a trash can.
His pupils shrank fiercely, and after a long pause, he slowly raised his lips, and his eyelids slightly closed. He guessed the ending of that person a few months ago, didn't he
When he first came to Las Vegas, he asked Dean to investigate Berg, which also included the financial information of the other party. As a well-known magician, his personal assets should be a lot, but the results of the investigation
The result surprised him.
The assets under the other party's name are pitifully small, almost completely inconsistent with his identity.
But after turning to the back of the information, Asa understood the reason.
That piece of information recorded Berg's life and rest, and the other party almost immersed himself in the casino on nights when there was no performance.
He didn't know if Berg had this bad habit when he was still Mu Yuan, and if his death was related to this bad habit.
But none of that matters anymore.
Berg's low assets meant that without Hagrid as his backer, he would not even be able to pay the high medical bills in the hospital.
Things just went according to his ideas. Berg had been forced to move out of the hospital because he had no money to pay for the medical bills. The leg with muscle necrosis that day couldn't even be fitted with a prosthesis—
However, even if Hagrid is not investigated, Berg's current situation will not be much better.
A magician with a broken leg and never being able to hold a heavy object won't be taken seriously even if he returns to the magic circle.
For Hagrid, Berg might not even be considered a plaything. Who would want to face a toy with only prosthetic limbs
He came from the ground and returned to the ground again, but this time he has no possibility of climbing up again.
Once you have it, you will not be willing to lose it. If you have enjoyed it, you will never be satisfied with the darkness of the underground. With a changed mentality, life in the underground sewer will probably be even more difficult.
Asa raised his chin slightly and laughed silently, only Lyall's deep panting was left in the carriage.
…
The first stop of the tour was Times Square in New York. After Asa got off the plane, he didn't go to the reserved hotel immediately. Instead, he asked Allen to drive and took him and the sleeping Gal to the outskirts of New York.
Mr. Sid's mental state is much better than when he first met, and he was not surprised after seeing Asa.
"You're here." His expression was serene, as if he had let go of some burden, and he was calm about everything. "Want to eat oranges? Paul's son runs a farm."
"Thank you." Asa took the orange with one hand, "You don't seem surprised by my visit."
"After I saw the news about Wells being banned from the news, I guessed that you would come." Sid's face improved a lot, "I heard that you are going on tour, and you have been on TV recently."
Asa smiled, tilted his head and glanced at the TV, "The tour will allow more people to witness my magic, and make them believe that this is magic, a real superpower." He kept staring at Sid while talking, "Mr. I feel like we've known each other for a long time."
"Maybe you were my apprentice before?" Sid said with a smile, jokingly.
Asa didn't answer the other party, but just opened his lips and smiled dryly, "You are also very similar to my past teacher." The eternal teacher said, "This is for you, the wicked have already been punished, so I shouldn't need them anymore."
Sid took the heavy folder, stretched out his hand to stroke his skin, sank for a long time before slowly opening his mouth and said, "Thank you."
Asa twitched the corners of his mouth, his expression hesitant to speak looked very bitter, he could only let this secret flow into the deepest part of his heart with his blood, "This is what I should do."
"Go back, you're a bit late today, the nursing home refuses to pick up guests after three o'clock." Sid slowly turned the wheelchair, his voice was a little low, "Since you're not him, you won't use it anymore."
"..."
Asa's first feeling was that Sid knew that he was his apprentice, and the words turned around in his throat and returned to his stomach.
He silently turned his head and walked out of the room, forcing himself not to look back at the lonely old man, how would he explain to him.
How to explain to his former mentor, his close relatives, that he sold his soul to the devil, or—
fallen angel.
Asa walked out of the nursing home, looked up at the darkened sky, feeling a little relieved and a little heavy in his heart.
What was relieved was that the burden in his heart was unloaded, and what was heavy was that this was probably the last time he saw Mr. Sid.
The one-year tour time is not short, and Asa has to take care of the program shooting. He knows that his time is running out, and he can always dream of the black-winged man when he sleeps.
The man who claims to be his master, the seemingly distant truth is close at hand, he just wants to seize the time in front of him and do what he wants to do.
The bound soul is temporarily free, but there will be a day when he will be bound, even if he doesn't know what the other party wants from him.
"Asa, hurry up, I have to go to see the venue later." Allen glanced at Asa from the car window, and reminded in a low voice, "Are you looking up at the sky, are you pretending to be deep?!"
Asa didn't speak, opened the door and got into the car. After starting the car, Allen kept telling him some things to pay attention to during the tour. Halfway through the car, Asa, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke...
"If I'm gone one day, can I ask you to take care of Gal?"