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After an hour of the chess game between Clown Pith and Mathers, the goblin drove the human to death.

Weiscott said: "If you don't want to say anything, you should lower your head early and borrow money from me in time. It seems that as you said, no **** can escape each other's influence in this game."

"Does it have anything to do with the prop in your hand?" Mathers stared at the "small square box" that Kraunpith sometimes held in his arms and took out.

"It's really relevant to say that it's really relevant, but I don't have to say anything about chess, as long as I didn't deliberately delay, what can't you see?" Kraunpisi put the game console from the 21st century back in his pocket, from the inside. Infinite backpack was transferred.

It seems that this "nobleman" does not win the highest difficulty.

"Forget it." Mathers, who is actually used to it, said, "Just introduce someone."

"That newcomer? Mathers, are you serious?" Weiscott asked with a frown.

"How can things still be shaken now? You mean Crowley?" Mathers said.

"?!" Kraun Pith had a bad premonition for this seemingly familiar surname.

"Isn't that someone who replaces good traditions with **** and medicine?"

"Just looking at it on the surface, you can't help but say negative, it's no different from someone who claims to be an intellectual with a newspaper, dead old man."

Those few people seemed to ignore the homeowner and started arguing, although the words were very vulgar............

"Hey, what the chess game is, you have said that, are you surrendering?" Kraun Pith said embarrassingly.

"Of course, go ahead, I have no intention of surrendering. After this game, Crowley must have arrived." Mathers continued to think about the move.

"That is to say, you are going to use what you introduced as a meeting gift for the older generation to be published by the newcomer you introduced as a reward for this gambling? Isn't it that you didn't pay anything? Cunning man." Si pouted and followed the move.

Fifteen minutes later--

"I won." Kraun Pace knocked down the opposite "King" chess, cheerfully.

"Okay, I think he should have been outside the door for some time." Mathers glanced at the door, although I don't know whether it is a perspective eye or a perception, in short, he confirmed.

In other words, there is someone outside the door that is right, but just wait outside without knocking on the door? In other words, Mathers originally planned to gradually enter this topic in today's party, and then give the newcomer a better chance to appear on the stage.

Then, the impression of the man who looked like the hanged man was similar. The biggest difference was that he was a man with his head up and his feet down. He opened the door and walked in.

"Although I really want to complain, I never planned to talk to him, but is it okay to witness this man's history in such a vulgar place?" Crown Pith thought.

"In other words, why didn't the history I look at in the future record this important meeting? You must know that these people will be considered well-known in this field in the future... Has the history of the magic side been made up? The history of the tall has never been credible." She continued.

However, today was just a meeting. Crowley and everyone present greeted a few words quite normally, and it was over.

A few days later, Crowmpice came back here to listen to Crowley's super long and eloquent lecture on magic theory by Mathers.

In other words, do you have any aristocratic dignity? How could he add the idea of ​​the relationship between the industrial revolution and magic that Crown Pith had previously proposed to his theory? Is there any copyright protection?

Well, Kraun Pith, who didn't intend to involve too much interest entanglement to create cause and effect, really does not have the copyright.

Then, it was Crowley's presentation session, which was a magic ritual called the equivalent of "Telesma". The use of fresh blood as the material for the magic array seemed to arouse the dissatisfaction of the older generation.

Wait a minute, Kraunpis noticed that among all the magic ritual props, there is a small bottle of white goo, who has sufficient anthropomorphic experience to prompt Mijiaris and Bai Yiji to give birth to their own babies. , I know exactly what it is; besides, the copper "small pendant" you wear on your belt is similar in shape, but it doesn't seem to be a simple mushroom, right? Is it for yourself? Still outside, Crowley, are you serious?

I always feel that the image of this future BOSS is going to collapse, or is it just someone with the same name and surname?

But the magic Crowley showed was quite successful in general, but it also made Crow Enpis frightened, and this carelessness would blow up the entire building. In fact, in the process, it was almost on the verge of out of control and detonation. If Mathers hadn't stopped him, everyone else would have almost contacted the "authorities" on the magic side to deal with it.

Crawnpies originally planned to leave the matter outside and watch those people argue about the magic displayed by Crowley; at the same time, he wondered whether he could use these people with British aristocracy~lightnovelpub.net~from the British Empire. Find out some of the banned book catalogs; it is easy to reprint the books, and even the British Library can be accessed and read. It's just that kind of occult book that doesn't contain magic power and magic circle, only the content is true, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is an unpopular occult book. It's time to try to get the original text. Since Crowley has something to do with it, Crowmpice feels that she shouldn't stay too long.

However, now compared to this matter, Crowen Pith feels that there is a more urgent matter to do with Crowley——

It seemed that Crowley didn't need to speak in person for the time being, and Crowmpace pulled Crowley out.

Surprisingly obedient.

This made her think something that had nothing to do with the progress of the matter: "But... Crowley's face and hair are really beautiful. It's a shame that you will have to hang upside down indoors in the future. But...everyone Are all classes young when they are young?"

Coming to the unmanned corridor upstairs, Crowenpis turned around, raised his hand to face Crowley and slapped him. The precision of his control made Crowley draw a very beautiful parabola in the air and was forced to toss. After turning for ten and a half weeks, the whole person fell on the ground in a "big" character.

"You are so soulless! To do such a dangerous magic show, show me outside, okay! Want to tear down my house?" Kraunpisi exclaimed with a hint of anger.

It took a moment for Crowley to react, touched his face, and said, "Obviously neither my wife nor lover beat me like this..."

"Oh, then your harem is quite harmonious?" Kraun Pisibang read.

"No, I found the lover outside without telling my wife." Crowley replied solemnly.

(to be continued)