Hank's voice echoed in the small square, but many villagers didn't buy it.

A man in an old leather jacket said, "Maybe it's just a coincidence."

Hank said loudly, "It's not a coincidence! Duke!"

"I just said one sentence to stop the **** snowstorm. Mr. Don Quixote snapped his fingers, and the snowstorm really stopped."

"This is definitely not a coincidence!"

The villagers whispered and talked a lot.

Most people had smiles on their faces, obviously not believing it.

At this moment, the magician stepped forward and smiled at the questioning man.

"If you don't believe it, you can try to say the weather you want, and I'll try to satisfy you."

The man called Duke snorted: "If you can make it rain right away, then I will trust you."

The people in the square laughed, especially the original residents of the village.

They have lived here for many years and know that it will not rain this season.

The first rain, at least two months later.

"Can."

"But you must do it."

"If it rains now, most people here may catch a cold." Mr. Magic reminded kindly.

Duke laughed: "You don't have to worry about it, a cold can kill you."

"Of course, if you want to use this as a step down, I don't care."

Behind Mr. Magician, his female assistant whispered, "Idiot, a cold can kill you if you want."

Mr. Magician glanced at her, then laughed: "Well then, let's have a spring rain."

He put his hand on his chest and bowed to the audience.

and raised the other arm towards the sky.

She snapped her fingers.

Snapped.

In the small square, people quieted down.

They all looked up at the sky.

The sky was still bright and sunny, and the snow clouds from before were nowhere to be seen. It was a cloudless good weather.

The man named Duke shook his head: "The cowhide has been blown, and now even Hank has no light on his face..."

At the end of his voice, the top of his head suddenly became cold. Duke touched it, only to feel that the tips of his fingers were a little wet.

Then the tip of the nose became cold again.

A drop of water fell from the sky and landed under his nose.

Duke raised his head and saw that the bright sky just now gradually became gloomy.

There was a faint sound of thunder coming from the sky.

Then drop by drop of raindrops fell from the sky, bringing the chill of winter, falling on top of his head, on his face, in his collar.

Duke couldn't help sneezing.

rumbling...

rustling...

The thunder was getting louder and the rain was getting heavier.

People exclaimed, looking for shelter from the rain.

The continuous rain lines blurred people's vision. Duke put his hands on the top of his head, but he couldn't stop the dense raindrops.

He hurriedly shouted, "Enough!"

"enough!"

"Mr. Magician, please let the sun come out!"

"I believe it!"

"I believe it!"

This is also the voice of other villagers.

The ordinary-looking Mr. Magician smiled and said, "As you wish."

He snapped his fingers again.

The rain weakened little by little, and soon the sky cleared up again.

But the people who got caught in the rain were shivering with cold, and they had to go home, take off their wet clothes, put on blankets, cook by the fire, and complain that Duke shouldn't let the great magician rain.

Among the villagers, Hank should be the happiest.

Because the magician in front of me, no, magician!

This gentleman has defended his reputation.

He happily invited the magician and the female assistant to the house as guests.

The magician did not refuse.

Arriving at Hank's house, the host arranged a room for the two distinguished guests, and then ordered his wife to prepare food.

Next, Hank didn't disturb the two guests, and even his curious son didn't let him approach the guest's room.

In the room, the woman finally took off her hood and pulled down a scarf to cover the wind and snow, revealing a pure, sweet, holy and dignified face.

"His Royal Highness, those villagers are really stupid to question your power." The woman seemed to be still resentful about the fact that the magician was questioned by the villagers just now.

The magician snorted: "Katrina, they are not stupid, they just haven't penetrated into the mysterious world."

"And my travel is to let people contact the mystery, understand the mystery, and know the mystery."

Well, this is in line with the purpose of the 'Iron Cross Society'.

The magician added in his heart.

These two people are Cefa and Katerina.

While speaking, Xifa took out a gold coin and bounced it into the air.

When it just bounced, a figure appeared on the smooth surface of the gold coin.

Suddenly the figure broke away from the gold coin and fell to the ground, transforming into a woman wearing a long black court dress.

The woman with pale blond hair and blue eyes has a very delicate appearance. She lifted the hem of her skirt and bowed to Xifa, and she remained motionless like a puppet.

"It's hard work, Miss Sharon."

Sifa nodded to the woman.

On the day of the curtain call.

Sifa sacrificed a sequence 4 projection, and Nefi's sequence 5 projection.

Created the illusion of the heroic sacrifice of the two.

If you don't use high-sequence projection, it's hard to deceive the sight of both Feysac and Loen.

In order to break away from the army, Xifa had already made a lot of money.

After leaving, he set out on a journey with Katerina and Sharon.

They passed through many places and fulfilled the wishes of the local residents, changed the local weather, and left behind various legends.

During this process, Xifa really felt that the magical medicine of the Weather Warlock showed signs of being digested.

"Your Highness, where are we going next?" Katarina glanced at Sharon, who looked like a puppet next to her.

When she found out that there was also a 'Muppet Lady' among the people she was traveling with, Katerina felt threatened.

Although she is confident in her appearance, she knows how to please men.

But Sharon is younger than she is, and because of her 'puppet' qualities, she is in some respects to men.

For men with some eccentric hobbies, it has a more fatal attraction.

Katarina was already suspicious, suspecting that the Highness that she was following, preferred lifeless, delicate and beautiful dolls to living people.

Cefa took off her cloak and sat down on the single sofa. Katerina came over, sat down on the ground, and carefully and gently squeezed her thigh for Cefa.

Sifa did not refuse such a service. He placed one hand on the armrest of the sofa, and his five fingers tapped the armrest rhythmically.

"If there is no accident, we will go to Lenburg next."

Katerina raised her head and looked puzzled: "What are we going to do in Lenburg?"

Of course Sifa wouldn't tell her that he went to Lenburg to get close to the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom so that he could learn about the Sealed Artifact '0-01'!

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