Magus Tech Chapter 381: Little girl, please give me a cup of hot tea!

A door, two people, inside and outside the door.

Under the darkness of the night, Su Ladi stood inside the door and looked at Gibran for a long time without speaking.

Gibran opened his mouth and asked aloud, "Can I go in?"

"Come with me." Surati finally said, turned around, took a step, and walked towards the room. The movement was very slow, and he kept observing Gibran's reaction, but Gibran didn't react at all, just followed him blankly, as if he had no malicious intentions, as if he was just an ordinary visitor.

But Surat is very clear, absolutely not!

After moving his throat a few times, Suradi took a deep breath, quickened his pace, and led Gibran into the study.

Sitting down on the seat behind the desk, Surat put his hands under the desk, squinted at Gibran who was standing aside, with a solemn expression, and said, "Who are you?"

"Heh." Gibran smiled slightly, "The one who killed you."

"You are very direct." Surat's expression did not change much, "But...you are not the first person to say this to me. Many people who said this died before me."

"But I believe that I will be the last person to say that to you." Gibran said, "I have said the same thing to many people, and they will all end up without exception."

"It seems that you are very confident in your own strength." Su Ladi said, "But having confidence is a good thing, and it is also a bad thing. Do you really feel that you know me well? Do you know that you face me? That's right, it's not me alone, but a huge wizarding organization."

"The answer is... I know." Gibran reminded Suratis, "Mr. Surades, the master of the council, of course I know the wizarding organization behind you. To be honest, this matter is a bit... um, interesting.

Do you know, from a long time ago, for a certain plan, my companions and I have been pretending to be a certain force, on the one hand to build momentum, and on the other hand to cover up our true identity.

The faction we are pretending to be is the Black Spirit Wizarding Society that remained after the fall of the Black Spirit King Empire, and we use the Black Spirit Empire's logo as an identification mark. Not at first, but later I found out that there are people—that is, you, who use the same logo as us. To put it simply, the organization we pretended to be is real.

This is really interesting. "

"Is it you!" Surat's eyes widened, "It turns out that you were the ones who framed and attacked our council before!"

"Framing is not deliberate, because we didn't know your existence at the beginning." Gibran explained, "But the attack, after we noticed it, it has been there. I don't know if you have noticed it. Recently, Someone in your council has been missing, um, we killed it."

Suradi's eyes narrowed, although he was trying his best to control himself, he still showed a somewhat angry expression, "It really is you!"

"Don't get excited." Gibran waved his hand and said slowly, "Actually, worse things are yet to come. I came to visit today to tell you some news: Recently, we have taken action to blow up the White Stone Tower. Finally, with some free time, after some consideration, in order to avoid the loopholes of disguised identities, we launched the final attack on your organization. About ten minutes before I came, your organization, um, your parliament , has been destroyed."

Suradi was slightly taken aback, and blinked his eyes, as if he didn't understand.

Gibran said: "In other words, Mr. Sourat, you are the last person in your council who is still alive. The rest of your council, your two old friends—Adod, Botura, And that student of yours—Ken, a member of the council, was killed before I came."

"Impossible." Surati shouted, with a look of complete disbelief.

"Is there anything impossible, Mr. Surades?" Gibran said softly, "The strength we have is far beyond your imagination. In our opinion, there is no difficulty in destroying your organization. Even if you destroy There is no difficulty in the White Stone Tower, but it is just a little troublesome. After all, they have too many wizards and are too scattered. They need to be given a little time to let them hit their strength first, and then they can completely wipe out them all at once. .”

Surati was silent for a while, then looked at Gibran and said, "If you really have to destroy the parliament, then why did you leave me until the end?"

"It's very simple. The reason why I kept you until the end is because I know that you hide deeply and are stronger than your two old friends. In order to avoid any accidents, I decided to visit you personally. Come here." Gibran said, "As the saying goes, good things should be saved until the end."

"It turns out that I am good, then I would like to thank you for your appreciation."

"You deserve it, Mr. Surat."

"In this case, should I show some corresponding strength, at least... I can't live up to your expectations of me."

"It doesn't matter." Gibran said, "Since I'm here, it means that no matter what strength you show, it won't change the outcome of the matter. In fact, no accident, you have no chance to show your strength at all. .”

"Oh, are you so confident?"

"Not confidence, but fact."

"I don't really believe it, I want to... give it a try."

"You can give it a try, but... you have to bear the consequences."

The study room suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere was a little tense. The air seemed to be full of combustible gunpowder. It only takes a little spark to ignite and explode!

At this time, the footsteps of "da da da" sounded from outside the door, from far to near, very clear.

"Da da da..."

Both Suradia and Gibran looked out the door at the same time, Suradi's face changed slightly, and Gibran was a little curious.

With a "squeak", the door opened, and Heidi walked in with the brewed tea, stepping into the environment full of "gunpowder".

But...

"Dah——"

As soon as she walked in and took a step~IndoMTL.com~Heidi stopped her body, because she clearly felt the weirdness in this room. Although she couldn't tell the specific reason, she knew something was wrong.

Blinking her big eyes, Heidi looked at Surades and then at the unfamiliar Gibran, not knowing what to do or say.

After a long time, Heidi opened her mouth and said to Su Ladi, "Grandpa, I made the tea..."

"..." Silence.

Suradia didn't answer, didn't have any answer, just stared at Gibran's face, but Gibran looked at Heidi calmly.

The study room is as quiet as in a cemetery.

After being quiet for a while, Heidi couldn't help but tentatively said, "Grandpa, I put tea on the table for you. Grandpa?"

Still did not answer, Heidi had no choice but to take a light step, walked towards Surat, put the teacup on the table carefully, and saw Surat's very secretive look at her in the next moment, the meaning was very simple: go!

Heidi's body tensed up, she was a little surprised, but she didn't dare to disobey Suradia's intention, so she turned around and hurried out of the study.

As a result, just as he was about to pass by Gibran, Gibran suddenly said, "Little girl, are you... aren't you going to give me a cup of tea? Well, you are holding two cups of tea, you are going to give me a cup, yes Right?"

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