You don't cast spells by the rules at all, do you?

"You all have things you want to do anyway, right?" Sean said.

Everyone looked at each other and fell silent.

They didn't say it, but Sean could see it.

Elviri wants to go to the Seraph family to find her sister Deilly.

Kate mentioned many ancient surnames, including the families of Isa and Rant in their previous lives, and perhaps also his own family, or the family of his teacher Adev, and he wanted to go and see.

Sopea is the one who is best at hiding her emotions, but no matter how good she is at hiding them, logic is a "fatal flaw".

After hundreds of years, these Reshapeers finally have the opportunity to return to the Age of Scholars. Who wouldn't want to go home?

Sean thought so too.

The Temple of Truth is just where he "works", not where he lives.

"Go if you want to." Sean said with a smile, "We'll meet up offline a few days later."

Elviri hesitated and asked, "Are you really okay on your own?"

Among the four of them, Sean has the lowest magic power, only rank three.

In the era of polymaths, this was a level that even a small family without a title could not handle.

The reason why this era is called "erudition" is that everyone has the opportunity to become a scholar. Knowledge is power. The ratio of wizards to ordinary people once reached 0.6:1. It is no exaggeration to say that magic is everywhere. Mysticism is not a secret in the eyes of ordinary people, and it is included in the curriculum of many schools.

"Don't worry, I'm not as weak as you think." Sean said, "Don't forget, Klintor is not my opponent."

"That's true." Elviri remembered Sean's strange spells.

She felt that he was very familiar, and her sister must be familiar with him too. If she could see her sister when she went home this time, she would go and ask him about his identity.

"Okay, now that we have decided, let's not waste any more time."

Kate was not a hypocritical person. She changed her usual domineering demeanor and bowed to everyone in a very chivalrous manner, saying seriously, "Everyone, take care of yourselves."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Sean: "Wait, where are you going?"

Kate: "Of course by plane."

Sean: "Do you have ID to fly with?"

Kate:

Bei Oh, I haven’t resolved the issue of forgetting my identity yet.

So he turned back expressionlessly and said, "Then let's get a certificate first."

Of course the certificate is fake.

Among the four people present, except Sean, Elviri and others are very good at making false certificates.

Although the "new world" does not have the connections and financial resources of the real world, they know where to go and who to find.

There are people who do this kind of work in every era, and the era of scholars is no exception.

It only took them one day to get four brand new ID cards.

You can't go to some sensitive places because it's easy to be exposed, such as the police station.

Because the occupation listed on their ID is police officer.

But taking a plane or something like that is not a big problem.

"Take care of yourself!"

The next day, everyone returned to the airport, Kate said again, and turned to enter the boarding gate.

Sean and his two companions' flight was a little late, but not by much.

The abstinence day is coming to an end. Now is the peak season for return flights. There are many more flights to various places than usual.

Soon it was Elvira's turn.

The city of Serona is far away from the Flame Territory of Medanzo. It takes a day and a half to fly there, and you have to change planes halfway.

Before leaving, the girl couldn't help but remind Sean again: "Take care of yourself."

"You too," Sean opened his arms and winked at the girl.

The atmosphere has become so lively now. Wouldn’t it be boring if there’s no farewell hug?

Elviri glared at him with her deer eyes: "Want to take advantage of me again?"

But she thought about it -

Just take it.

Just consider it a reward for this guy being thoughtful and considering that she wanted to go home.

———-Well, it’s a spiritual world anyway, so it’s okay to hug you once, and it won’t happen again.

So, Elviria walked over, avoiding Sean's gaze, leaned gently into his arms with a slightly blushing cheek, put her head against Sean's chest, and then immediately turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

"gone."

Sean:

!

Are you really just going to hug “—”?

His hand was still in mid-air, and he hadn't had time to put it on the girl's waist.

Instead, it was Elvira who touched his chest with her head. Who was taking advantage of whom?

Sean wanted to complain, but Elvira was gone.

Sopea on the side pretended not to see it.

He felt that there was something wrong with Sean. He wanted an older sister in his previous life, and now he wanted a younger sister in this life. Maybe he even wanted to have both sisters. He was a very bad person.

But this is definitely not something you can say.

Only when he saw that all the “irrelevant people” had left did he seriously ask, “Do you want me to follow you?

Sopea still wants to protect Sean.

"No need. I appreciate your kindness. Just do what you should do." Sean waved his hand.

He actually didn't want Sopea to think of him as too important, at least not more important than Sopea's own family.

Otherwise it would make him look like a real cult leader.

"Okay, contact me by phone if you have any questions," said Sopea.

Now that I have my ID card, I naturally need a means of communication.

They said we would meet up offline, but if there is any news, we still need to communicate in time.

Sean's flight took off at 5pm, the latest among the four of them.

It is also the most recent one.

Only about a thousand kilometers.

He had always believed that the "New World" was a replica of the real world, so the Kovri in the "New World" should be located in a hidden corner of this continent, just like the Kovri in the real world. But in fact, this is the Age of Scholars, and the Kovri in the "New World" is closer to the memory in his dream. It is in the center of this continent.

It is only one or two thousand kilometers away from the Vatican's holy city of Eldridge.

Sean had many houses during his time as a scholar. He remembered several of them from his current memory. They were all villas with gardens. He couldn't remember what they looked like clearly because it had been too long, but Sean remembered the place names. This time he went to Verne, the place that was closest to Covrey and where he lived most often.

In the evening, Sean came out of the airport and took a taxi straight to the city without any delay.

Logically speaking, Carl Black has been "dead" for so many years, his house should have been sold long ago.

But Sean is a man who will not give up until he reaches the Yellow River, and he will not feel "at ease" unless he goes and sees it for himself.

A big man like Carl Black must have a lot of precious objects and collections in his home. If these things are still there, perhaps they can help him remember more things and help solve the many contradictory problems in front of him.

What Sean didn't expect was that the villa seemed to have not been sold.

He followed the landmarks all the way to the entrance of the villa and discovered that the garden was overgrown with weeds, just like the ancient and nutritious graves. It didn't look like anyone lived there at all.

What he didn't expect was that when he opened the rusty iron gate and just stepped into the garden, a cold gun barrel silently hit the back of his head.

"do not move."

Chapter 112 "How can I not see the fake certificate?" (Please subscribe~)

It's been a long time since Sean had a gun pointed at him.

But the cold and hard touch on the back of his head made him realize at the first moment that it was a gun.

His steps immediately froze in place.

Normally speaking, wizards of rank three and above are not very afraid of guns, but there is a prerequisite: they cannot be too close. In a situation like this where a gun is pointed at the head at zero distance, it would be difficult for the opponent to dodge as long as he is decisive enough and reacts quickly.

And for Sean now, being pointed at by a gun is not the point. The point is that he was completely unaware that there was someone nearby and had no idea how the other party got behind him.

It was obvious that the other party's rank was higher than his, and not just a little bit higher.

So why did he use a gun?

Do you think this gun is special, or do you think the gun is enough to deal with you?

Sean couldn't guess.

Fortunately, this was not the first time he had fallen into such a predicament. In addition, he was in the spiritual world and was not so afraid of death, so he remained calm. He slowly raised his hands and said, "Don't shoot, it's our own people————

"Who is one of your own?"

The man interrupted coldly, "I told you to stay still, didn't you hear me? Take out your ID card."

Sean:

""....

Isn't it normal to raise your hands when a gun is pointed at you?

Besides, how can I get my ID card if I don’t move?

Sean's mind was racing.

Assuming that the villa has not been sold, there are only two types of people who appear here. One type is like him, looking for something, or remembering Carl Black, that is, his own people. The other type is people from the Vatican, who know that this is where Carl Black used to live, so they come here to wait and catch the remnants of the Temple.

Sean thinks the second possibility is more likely.

He pointed a gun at someone and asked for his ID card, which made him look like a policeman.

Then Sean suddenly had an idea and said, "He is one of us. If you don't believe me, look - the ID is in my left trouser pocket."

He had previously complained to Elvira that people who make fake IDs nowadays are so bold. Why would they choose to make a police officer's ID? He didn't expect that it would come in handy so soon.

This fake certificate is very real, at least on the surface it looks the same as the real one. There is no database to check here, so the other party should not be able to tell the difference.

On this point, Sean made the right bet.

The man indeed did not see the problem with the ID and believed that he was a police officer.

But what Sean didn't expect was that the man held the gun in one hand and took out the ID from his trouser pocket with the other hand and looked at it. His voice became colder than before, and even carried an undisguised murderous intent.

"I was wondering why he was so sneaky, turns out he's a cop!"

Sean: "?"

"Aren't you a cop too?"

The man sneered: "A cop would call himself a cop?"

This is not a good name.

Sean:

..

Bad shot, wrong guess.

"You're smart enough to find this place," the man said, "but sometimes, being too smart is not a good thing."

"Mr. Tiaozi, your death is coming."

"and many more!"