"You don't know, the alien warhammer almost smashed my head."

In this dimly lit mansion in Las Vegas, where the two bottles were half empty, Merlin gestured his finger and said:

"Really, just a little bit."

"Then you're really lucky, when I face this situation, those weapons tend to fall on me."

Spirit Butterfly pursed her lips:

"It hurts... Speaking of which, when your life was hanging by a thread, didn't you have any feelings? ”

"Yes."

Merlin put down his glass, leaned back in his chair, and recalled:

"At that moment, a lot of images flashed back to my mind, my family, loved ones, adopted children, friends... Oh, by the way, I remember you, the crimson energy behind you forming wings... No matter how many times, it looks so gorgeous. ”

He paused, opened his eyes, looked at the spirit butterfly, and said:

"Do you want some music?"

"What is this doing?"

Spiritbutterfly placed the cup on the table, with a strange smile on her face, she winked at Merlin, and said:

"It's getting more and more like a date, tell me, Merlin, are you planning something? Like getting me drunk or something. ”

"Uh, no, no. You're a lot better than I am. ”

Merlin calmly replied:

"It's just that some people say I'm so lonely, and more than one person says that. I want to make myself no longer lonely, but when I think about it, it seems that there are only so many friends I have... Well, I'm really lonely. ”

"You men."

Lingdie supported her chin with her hand, and in the dim light, there was a halo on her beautiful face, she looked at Merlin, and she laughed and said:

"It's always when there is a need that we poor weak women are remembered... But seriously, Merlin, what do you think of me? Senior whore? Would you like to go to bed now and let me 'serve' you?" ”

"No, I didn't mean that."

Although there was no anger in Spirit Butterfly's voice, Merlin still explained seriously:

"I'm just talking to old friends to relieve my depression... Actually, I'm still boiling a pot of potions at home, and I don't have much time to stay here, and in about 25 minutes, I'll have to go back. ”

"Alright, no need to explain, simple little boy."

Lingdie took a sip of the wine glass, and after a moment, she stretched out her finger and rubbed it around the rim of the glass, and she said to Merlin in a gentle tone:

"I can see what you're thinking, but unfortunately, I'm enjoying being single right now... I mean, when you live long enough, feelings can be a drag. I'm not ready to start a new relationship... I don't know much about you, but I've heard something about what's going on in New York, and you may not know it, but for a while, I was employed by the Ten Commandments..."

"I've heard about the things you did in Afghanistan. You're a nice guy, and I'm not hating you, I'm just..."

"I understand."

Merlin also raised his glass and raised it to the spirit butterfly, and said:

"Actually, it was just some sudden accident that prompted me to come here so impulsively, and I can understand it. Don't talk about these things, let me have a good drink. ”

"Seriously, you don't know me at all, and we're not suitable, at least not right now."

Lingdie raised her glass, and she drank all the wine in it, and then, with a hint of drunkenness, said to Merlin:

"You deserve better, like the girl who saved you so many times, what's her name? Carol? ”

"Carol is gone."

Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, and he said with a hint of loss:

"She went to the stars, to find her own life, it was a long distance, so long that even missing it was a burden."

"Oh, I see."

Lingdie crossed her arms and said clearly:

"Carol abandoned you, so you came to me... You're such a bad boy with a heart. ”

She stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, and she suddenly said to Merlin:

"Seriously, if you want to... Actually, I don't resist much..."

"Forget it."

Merlin was an adult, and he could understand what the lady in front of him meant, but at this moment, he seemed a little hesitant, he looked at his watch, and said:

"It's not too early, it's time for my potion to come out, I'll go first, we had a nice chat today, and I'll send the money to your bank account." We'll see you next time. ”

With that, he stood up and was about to move back to New York.

And just as the light around him began to flicker, behind him, Spirit Butterfly suddenly asked:

"Merlin."

"Huh?"

Merlin turned and looked at the Butterfly, who picked up her glass and stood up, and she asked:

"I'll have to make sure, we're still friends, right? You're not going to be like those stupid young people who put me on the blacklist because of a failed pursuit, right? ”

"Well, we're still friends."

Merlin said earnestly:

"I'll come to you whenever you need me."

"Goodbye, stay safe at work."

"Huh"

In the distortion of the light, Merlin's figure disappeared into the Butterfly's room, as it had come.

The mercenary drank the wine from her glass, and in the darkness she ruffled her hair and let out a chuckle.

"Heh, what a stupid man."

She touched her cheek, looked back at the rose-scented candle that was still burning on the table, and whispered with satisfaction on her face:

"Ah, Elizabeth, Elizabeth, it seems that you are still very charming, and there are people who pursue you so romantically, you are not old..."

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"Buzz"

Merlin's figure reappeared in his living room, and he touched his heart, regretting that he had been so impulsive.

If it weren't for the spirit butterfly's generosity enough, I'm afraid it would have made a very embarrassing scene this time.

"Sure enough, it's still not suitable."

Merlin shrugged, he had mixed feelings about Butterfly, a mixture of life-saving grace and a moment of amazement, and Butterfly was the first supernatural lady to appear in his life anyway.

Men have deep memories of their first time.

But when I get along with Lingdie, it's very easy, but I don't have that kind of emotion. He admired the strong, independent mercenary, but it was clear that, as Spiritdie had said, they weren't suitable.

"Ugh..."

Merlin sighed, and while hanging the jacket of his suit on the hanger, he unbuttoned his cuffs and walked into the basement.

Some of the ingredients for the Animagus potion should have been boiled.

However, the moment he walked into the basement, Merlin saw the extinguished crucible, the crucible, the vials of raw materials that had been sorted into flasks and more importantly, a guy with white hair tied into a ponytail, wearing white test gloves, busy on Merlin's alchemy table.

He was like a professional alchemist, very professional, dealing with Merlin's materials.

He behaved as if it were his home.

"Ahem"

Merlin drew his wand, then coughed a few times.

"Who are you, sir? Why is it in my house? ”

"Huh?"

Merlin's voice with the sounder made the white-haired man who was busy turn his head sharply, it was an uncle with a smile on his face.

He looked to be 4 or 50 years old, with two strands of white hair hanging down from his ears, a white beard around his mouth, a pair of toad glasses on his eyes, which blocked the small half of his face, and of course most importantly, on his face, on his left eye, there was a hideous wound that spread from his forehead to his left cheek.

It was supposed to be an old wound, the wound had healed, but it still left a hideous scar.

Just from this scar, it can be seen that the familiar man in front of him should be a person with a story.

"Ah, today's children are really careless."

Facing Merlin's wary gaze, the uncle took off the gloves in his hand and said to Merlin:

"I'm still boiling potions, so I'll run away first. If I hadn't arrived in time, this pot of your potion would have been finished... However, these materials look familiar, are you going to make a shapeshifting potion? ”

"You helped me with the potion?"

Merlin glanced at the cleanly brushed cauldron, and nodded to the white-haired uncle in front of him:

"Then I have to thank you, but the problem is, you haven't told me who you really are?"

"Me? I'm a messenger. ”

The uncle took off his sunglasses, and he looked at Merlin:

"I'll help someone deliver a letter to you."

"You're a witcher!"

Merlin saw the yellow, cat-like pupils, and he almost immediately recognized the identity of the uncle in front of him. He had seen such eyes once in old Whistler, and really, such obvious features were hard to forget after seeing them once.

"Yes, I'm a witcher."

The white-haired uncle shrugged his shoulders, he took a crumpled letter from his waist pocket, handed it to Merlin, and said:

"I met little Ulysses last month and he asked me to help him take care of his precious daughter, but I noticed that his daughter seems to be with you now, so he wrote a letter for me to pass it on to you."

"Ulysses?"

Merlin looked at the unsigned letter, and he looked suspiciously at the white-haired, gentle but vicissitudes of life uncle in front of him, and said:

"Ulysses. Bloodstone Master? ”

"Well, yes, that's him."

The white-haired uncle said with some sighs:

"Ah, time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, the little kid back then is now called a master."

"And where's Master Ulysses? Since he's still alive, why don't he come back to see his daughter? Elsa had been worried about him. ”

Merlin Says:

"I haven't heard back for several years, so such a father is too irresponsible, right?"

"Well, how do you say that?"

The white-haired uncle said with some hesitation:

"Ulysses is also forced to do so, he has some very important things to do, in short, you will know it when you read the letter."

After saying that, the uncle no longer paid attention to Merlin, he put on his gloves again, and began to help Merlin deal with those alchemy materials, judging from his skillful movements and techniques, this uncle is definitely an alchemy master.

Merlin, on the other hand, sat on the side, reaching out to open the crumpled letter.

It can be seen that the letter was written in a very urgent situation, and there is still a trace of blood on the stationery.

"Mr. Merlin:"

"I'm sorry to trouble you in this way, but I'm chasing Dracula right now, and I really can't spare time to see my Elsa."

"Dracula is the eternal enemy of the Bloodstone family, a dangerous legendary vampire, and once it knows that Elsa has left Bloodstone Manor, then it will definitely attack my daughter. I want you to protect Elsa on my behalf, and most importantly, not let her know what I'm doing, and don't get her involved in Dracula. ”

"We've never met, but I know that you're also a former soldier in the Strategic Science Corps, and Peggy thinks highly of you, so I'm relieved to leave this to you."

"Of course, I won't let you do these things for nothing. I, Mr. Togelat, have brought you my gift of gratitude, and it should satisfy you. ”

"Finally, as a reward for helping me take care of my daughter, I would like to remind you..."

"As early as the time of the Strategic Science Corps, there were some dangerous elements operating within your organization, and Peggy had been trying to suppress them by all means before he retired, but the rapid expansion of S.H.I.E.L.D. gave them a chance to rise again."

"According to the information I have gathered over this period of time, those who are hiding have reached a deal with the vampires of the Americas called the 'ultimate plan', they are no longer satisfied with hiding in the dark, they are actively seeking the intervention of external forces, I mean, their next plan is likely to subvert your organization."

"Be careful."

"Finally, thank you again for your help, Mr. Merlin. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will thank you in person. ”

- Ulysses. Bloodstone, July 2000. ”

Merlin read the letter, he did not doubt the authenticity of the contents of the letter, at the bottom of the letter, there was not only the badge of the Bloodstone family, but also the personal seal of Ulysses, Merlin had seen it once with Elsa, which could not be faked.

And in this letter, Ulysses has already pointed out the identity of the white-haired uncle in front of him.

"You're Geralt? Geralt of Rivia? ”

Merlin put down the letter in his hand, he looked at the busy uncle in front of him, and he said:

"Legendary Witcher White Wolf? Are you really alive? ”

"Yes, for a while, they did call me the White Wolf."

The uncle didn't look back and said:

"But then no one called it that, and the people who knew me, the people I knew, died..."

"How can you live so long?"

Merlin asked:

"It's been over 1,000 years, isn't it?"

"Well, 1373 to be exact."

The uncle said in a relaxed tone:

"In your opinion, it's a long time, isn't it? Actually, it seems to me that it is just sparse, and I know a beautiful lady who has lived since 400 B.C...."

"No, I mean, how did you survive so long?"

Merlin changed his question, and he said:

"Witchers don't live that long, do they?"

"Oh, this one."

Geralt turned, he looked at Merlin, shrugged his shoulders, and said:

"Because I have a warlock wife who is very good at alchemy... There weren't any witchers of my generation, so they died of old age, and I'm still alive. ”

At this, Geralt grinned, smiled, and said to Merlin in a tone of a passer-by:

"So, little boy, when you look for a wife in the future, you must keep your eyes open."

"It's a matter of life. By the way, you look like you're smart, do you want to play GWENT? ”