I Can See The Properties Of The World

All kinds of emotional changes are constantly beating above the head...

Thinking, guessing, including doubts and so on.

But these have nothing to do with Sean. The reason why I ventured to rescue the fugitive was not to get the other party's research, otherwise it would be meaningless.

"Mr. Wizard really wants that research material?"

"Otherwise our transaction won't hold." Sean said directly.

Occam was silent for a while, all over his head [thinking! 】In the end, nodded agreed: "Well, I've been hiding this information for many years, and it's time to give it to others."

"No, this is definitely not possible!"

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Seeing that the transaction is about to be concluded, didn't expect the people who stopped it will actually be the group of people who saved them just now!

Sean looked curiously towards Saroyan and other entire group. Everyone except him wears a crow mask. This is the same as I thought, and I don’t want anyone to see the truth. The face, at least shows that their organization is an organization hidden in the dark.

"Mr. Occam, the reason why we save you is that we hope that what you have on hand will not be obtained by the national marshals. The research results of Legendary Warlock Abdullah cannot be made public. The secrets of the book must not be circulated in the world..." Saroyan said firmly, even that attitude made Sean a little angry.

"If I can bring you out, I can also destroy you. This is our business...for your insignificant life, it’s best not to interrupt."

" You are the famous wax-faced wizard. We also want to say that the Wizard Society shouldn't be involved with the Legendary, and it doesn't belong to the scope of the wizard." Saroyan still objected.

"This has nothing to do with you."

"This is my duty!"

Saroyan looked at Sean, and didn't mean to flinch. .

Even if the ability is not as good as the opponent, but at least in an imposing manner...

"No one’s duty is to stop others. It’s just the identity you want to save the world. Huh, absurd!" Sean said with a sneer.

"The thing that should be guarded must be faith, and that's the point."

"Yes, then if you die, there will be no responsibility!"

Sean looked at the other party, and at this moment, he once again entered the different Plane World. The time suddenly slowed down and the people in front of him remained still in place as if they would not move.

Take out the short blade Sean and wipe each of the members who don’t know what organization is present on their necks. The blood can’t flow out... after all, it’s during the time that is being slowed down, but The mark of the knife edge was just right, enough to shock them.

After finishing, put the dagger away and make a special hands-on gesture on the seat.

Returning from the alien plane...

"Don't think you..." Saroyan continued the conversation just now, but only when he said it did he feel the neck like an electric touch. There is a trace of itching on it.

And not only the players around him also feel this way.

"You are injured!" Occam looked at the inexplicable blood flowing from the necks of the people in front of him.

"When?!!!"

Everyone looked at Sean with wide-eyed eyes. He was probably the only person present who was capable of doing this.

"I said, I can kill you as long as I can, and the dead should not have responsibilities." Sean said coldly.

The sudden display of strength made everyone feel a little afraid. The reason for the refutation just now is that at least the ability can only be strong but the other party can’t do anything to themselves. As long as someone ran out, it caused the alchemist of the outside country. Attention, you have to finish playing, so the opponent dare not act rashly.

But after such a hand, Saroyan knows that the opponent kills himself and the others is just as simple as waving his hand.

Then the so-called responsibility is insignificant in front of absolute strength!

"I know you are strong, Lord wizard. We knew you were strong since the first day you appeared... But I still want to warn you a little bit, the Book of the Necronomicon records you unheard- Of things, those that should not be known to the world, and the contents of it on the entire world may not be able to resist the fate of destruction." Saroyan knew that he had no room for resistance and could only sit down and talk.

But the other party's words really touched me.

To be honest, I am also curious about the things recorded in the Necronomicon Book, but based on past experience, I told Sean that those are probably closely related to the truth of Ancient Gods and the world.

Those content really shouldn't appear on the world...

Sometimes curiosity is not the way to solve the mystery, it may even be the beginning of destruction.

The only lesson from history is that people have never learned any lesson in history...History is always similar, and the ending will always repeat itself.

My timeline is the timeline of the past. Perhaps any decision will lead to changes in the world pattern twenty years later, but is it necessary to entangle myself after the ending has appeared?

Just take a look!

Just one look...

"This has nothing to do with you." Sean said.

"Either continue what you said, or die here." Raising his hand has already made a gesture again, which is considered to scare a few people.

But everyone in Saroyan is still [nervous! ] Don’t know how to deal with it, alchemy? It seems to be useless in front of the opponent’s powerful secret technique...

"Wait, sir, wax face, don’t embarrass them. I will tell you everything according to the agreement with you. My research includes these. Secret!" Occam said in a hurry.

After all, a few people saved him, so I can't watch them die here.

From this point of view, this country’s fugitive still has some bottom lines for life.

While the blacksmith hadn’t returned, he took out a simple pen and paper from the drawer beside the table, wrote a string of words, and gave it to Sean.

"Are you going to go by yourself?" When Sean took the note, he understood that the other party didn't want to go with him. What's the point? Who knows if he will take things one step in advance.

"I still have my things to do."

"I didn't save you for your freedom!" Sean said.

"Who is for whose freedom?"

Suddenly a voice came from the doorway.

"Who?"

Saroyan turned their heads to look...

The blacksmith named Fox was kidnapped by a woman and accompanied him. There are two other people.

"O...Mr. Occam, they broke in suddenly!" A twig tied around his neck, making the old blacksmith talk uncomfortable.

How many people from Saroyan didn't expect alchemist to find here so quickly, and with helpers?

Everyone looked towards the woman who hijacked the old blacksmith with a look of [doubt! 】’S expression, but only Sean was surprised... it’s so unexpected! !

This person is not someone else, it is Mierke who owns the bloodline of thorns! !

That face has not changed even for twenty years, and the person behind her is...

fuck.

No!

It feels like cursing my grandmother.

The one who appeared in the room was Aiila Izdihar, his own'mother'! !

Why do they appear here...