While Merlin and Zod were chatting, on the Philadelphia side, Billy had just returned home from the "Fortress of Solitude". Batson, carrying something he bought from the supermarket, walked slowly to his home.

The young man was tired.

Not more than 24 hours after the Battle for the Supreme Mage ended, he witnessed the birth of Superman's son and had a meal with the group of heroes who had rushed to Daoxi.

He was now desperate to sleep in his warm bed.

After returning to Earth from that ghostly world, Shazam saw the world of despair firsthand, and Shazam felt even more fond of his hometown.

Well, even though the city is still so chaotic, chaos is better than despair, right?

In more poetic terms, chaos also represents the breath of life.

His girlfriend Carla stays on the Kansas farm to help Louise take care of the baby, which makes Shazam feel a little regretful, but the sense of accomplishment of saving the world with his own hands also washes away Shazam's inner disappointment.

Anyway, Kara had already agreed, and had made a promise.

So if it's a few days late, it's not a big problem.

"Ahh

Billy put his purchases in the fricer, took off his clothes, and went into the bathroom, where he planned to take a good shower and get some sleep to refresh himself.

"If you don't go out to fight crime tonight, you will take a vacation for yourself."

Shazam jumped into the bubble-filled tub and lay comfortably in the warm water, allowing himself to relax.

He hadn't forgotten that two days later, he would go to Kama Taj to participate in the Supreme Mage's alternation ceremony.

However, the thought that Doom was about to become the next Supreme Mage, Shazam's expression became a little subtle.

Frankly, he didn't like Doom, that guy was the kind of bastard who didn't like to talk, but he definitely had a lot of intrigues in his heart.

The perfect villain in the story.

But after fighting side by side with Doom, Shazam also had to admit that if there was a catastrophe like the ghost world on Earth, then with a strong guy like Doom at the forefront, his pressure would indeed be much less.

All in all, it's a mixed bag.

"However, Miss Hermione is so powerful, which is beyond my expectations."

Leaning back in the water, Billy closed his eyes, recalling the devastating sword Artoria he had seen in the projection of the Hell's Border.

At that scene and in his heart, a chill also swirled around Shazam's neck.

If the star destroyer slashes at him with a sword, he will definitely not be able to stop it.

And this also triggered Shazam's new thinking.

"Immortal magic, after all, is a very similar system to my divine power inheritance..."

Shazam stretched his hands out of the water, and as he watched the golden lightning flicker of his fingertips, the young man's eyes flashed with anticrisy and determination.

He said to himself:

"If the Heroic Spirits can have that kind of power, it means that what Artoria can do, I can also do with the power of the 'near gods', and I can't do it now, just because I haven't mastered it yet..."

"Well, with hard work, I can become such a powerful hero, which is probably what the mentor wants to see."

Shazam let out a sigh of relief.

He stopped thinking about the disturbances, and planned to sleep in the bathtub just like that.

Moments before falling asleep, an idea came to mind.

"Well, that Strange guy has done a heroic deed, and he seems to be hurt a lot, maybe I'll have to find some time tomorrow to see him... After all, I'm his senior brother no matter how I say it. ”

With this thought, the tired young man quickly fell into a deep slumber.

He really needs a good rest.

But soon, about 20 minutes later, a faint sound woke Shazam from his slumber.

When he opened his eyes, he heard the sound of a cabinet being opened in the room, and a sneaky figure moving.

A burglar in the house?

This was the first reaction of Shazam, who was sleeping in a daze.

He is a hero anyway, and being stolen from his home by a thief will definitely be a very humiliating experience.

So, with his brain in a mess, Shazam jumped out of the bathtub, grabbed a baseball bat and rushed out, he rushed all the way to the bedroom, and the moment he opened the door, Shazam's eyes suddenly widened.

The scene in front of him hit his mind, and the muddy brain immediately cleared up.

In the darkness in front of his eyes, his girlfriend Kara, dressed in very "simple" clothes, was lying on the bed, hooking her fingers at him.

The meaning of this action is clear.

A rush of blood rushed to the young man's heart, he threw away the baseball bat, took a few steps forward, and while looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him with blazing eyes, he asked:

"How did you get back? It's not that I want to help Louise..."

"Louise doesn't need my help, Clark is too, and I think I owe someone a promise... Speaking of which, does my new underwear look good? ”

Kara struck a seductive pose, and her question caused Shazam to nod frantically.

In this case, the reason of the upper body of most men has long been dominated by the lower body, and for Shazam, happiness comes so suddenly that he enters a state of sluggishness and confusion.

This dumbfounded reaction made Kara very dissatisfied, she licked her lips and said:

"So, the big hero who saved the world..."

"Why are you still standing there stupidly?"

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Not to mention Shazam's happy moments, in the mechanical palace on the border of hell, Stephen was placed in the best medical cabin to be treated. Strange, at midnight that day, also woke up.

In the battle for the Supreme Mage, in order to use the solar lens to deal a fatal blow to the evil spirit, this reckless guy sacrificed himself and endured the impact of the heat of the earth's core, and forced the lens to activate.

Strange's decisions and actions are commendable, and an absolute heroic act in every sense of the word.

But in its own right, it's a very stupid choice.

Therefore, when Strange opened his eyes, he saw the stern and indifferent gaze of his mentor.

Raven Maharaja stood next to the slowly opening biological cabin, looking at the disciple who was rubbing his head and sitting up from the biological cabin, he whispered:

"I don't remember teaching you to advance the right things at your own expense when there are better options."

"And if I'm not mistaken, the first magic that Xuanlan taught you was the simplest and most practical magic hand, right?"

"Tell me, Strange, something went wrong with my and Xuanlan's teachings?"

Merlin's voice grew colder and colder, and he asked:

"Or do you want to be a berserker who doesn't think well than a mage who solves problems with his wit?"

"Huh"

Faced with the mentor's questioning, Master Ye grabbed his hair in embarrassment.

In fact, the moment he gave up his life to rush into the solar lens and activate the lens system, he regretted it.

But to be honest, given Strange's lack of knowledge and the circumstances he faced at the time, it was not an unforgivable mistake to be controlled by impulsive thinking to do something reckless.

Therefore, after venting his inner dissatisfaction, Merlin's tone also became softer.

He said to Strange, who had climbed out of the pod:

"But, doing the right thing does deserve encouragement rather than reprimand. Stephen, your performance this time has far exceeded my expectations for you. ”

"I just did what I felt was right, mentor."

Hearing Merlin's approval, Strange also felt very proud and proud.

He stood up straight, looked at the teacher with clear eyes, and said:

"I will never forget this battle for the rest of my life, Mentor, I also know how difficult it is to save a world, to do things to save and protect, and I have learned more about the beliefs I have missing."

He pursed his lips and said:

"I learned that to be a hero, it's not just about having faith, I also need strength. A belief without strength is a beautiful lie, it is not enough to be called an ideal, and it is not worth expecting..."

"I also learned that in the face of desperate situations, the innocent who are injured can also become the most determined warriors... And the promise, the feeling of being expected to be reciprocated. ”

Strange rubbed his shoulder, and jokingly said to Merlin:

"I'm still too young, mentor, I'm not old enough to meet that expectation, I still have a lot to learn."

"It's true that there's a lot to learn."

Merlin nodded.

He patted Strange on the shoulder with some relief, and said to the wild mage:

"But the knowledge you have learned from me is enough for you to start your own mage career, don't forget, we are wild mages, and we need to find the wisdom we need from our walks and experiences."

"You've been determined enough and proven your courage to start your own journey."

Merlin took out a book from his pocket that looked a lot like "The Book of Emperor Weishan", but always seemed a little illusory.

He handed the chained book to Strange, who said:

"This is my reward for you, a copy of the Book of the Visan Emperor, from which you can learn all the white magic you can master, and as your strength increases, you will gain more knowledge."

"I have entrusted this book to you for safekeeping, but it is the inheritance of our wild mage. It's something you and Shazam have in common, and if he needs it, you have to share it with your companions. ”

"But remember, you can't give it to someone else, and you can't let someone else's caster watch and learn from it."

Merlin advised:

"It's about a pact with a great power, and if you break it, the book will be taken back."

"I know, Mentor."

Strange took a deep breath, took the treasure in his hand, and followed Merlin's example, hanging a copy of the Book of the Emperor Visan from his waist. He glanced at Merlin, and he asked:

"Mentor, what did you just mean that I can now leave the Mystery House and freely choose my place of cultivation?"

"Yes."

Merlin glanced at Strand, and said:

"You can move in with Dr. Palmer, or you can continue to live your life as a doctor, and it is your freedom to choose what to do in the rest of your life, and I will not interfere."

"But Stephen, I'll spot check your magic schoolwork from time to time, and once you're burned out, then..."

"I won't! I swear! ”

Strange immediately raised his fingers and waved them on his forehead.

He was also a little excited in his heart.

He spent almost the first half of his life in human society, and like Merlin, he was forced into the wizarding world, and although he was fascinated by magic, he would prefer to live in human society as before if he could.

Living with the people you love is obviously freer.

This guy, like his mentor and brother, is not a traditional reclusive spellcaster.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Merlin watched Strange leave the Automaton, and when Strange opened a portal to New York, Merlin suddenly said:

"Doom told me about his plans for the three Holy of Holies in the world, and he wants more factions of spellcasters to join the Supreme Mage's system of protection run by Kama Taj."

"What he means is that if you are tired of working as a doctor, you might as well go to 117A Blake Street and apply for a new job, and maybe you can become one of the guardians of the Holy of Holies in New York, and it will not affect your daily practice."

"Hmm."

Strange turned back to Merlin and nodded, and said:

"I'll think about it."

"And this!"

Merlin flicked his fingers and threw a scroll to his disciple, saying:

"Your simulation of the form of Ekorn is perfect, which proves that you have a great talent for this illusion, this is the complete structure of the spell and magic of the form of Ekorn, you can study it yourself."

The Raven Lord looked at his disciple, and he whispered:

"If there's something you don't understand, you can always come to the wasteland and ask me."

"Alright, nothing else, don't forget to go to Kama Taj for the inheritance ceremony in 2 days... Also, if you're planning to marry Dr. Palmer, don't forget to send me an invitation. ”

"I won't necessarily go, but the gifts will definitely be delivered."

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“Τοσ?? μασουε?? ναιυπ?? τι?? διαταγ???? μου，ημο?? ραμουε?? ναιδεμ?? νημετοσπαθ?? σου.！ ”

London, in the basement of Hermione House.

The long spell was whispered by Hermione, dressed in witch's robes and holding a wand.

On the large ceremony table at her feet, 13 white magic candles were lit in unison between the bounces of magic that surged like the wind.

As Hermione's pure magic continued to pour out from the tip of her wand, the circle under her feet also emitted an orange light, like a lit lamp, and like a flowing river, quickly covering the complex runes.

The light was not completely covered, and in those beating lines, a six-pointed star quickly took shape, and beyond that sign, there were circular rings, in which intricate runes were inscribed.

Solomon's Summoning Seal, the last spell Hermione used to summon the Swordsman Heroic Spirit.

She is trying to summon Artoria back into this era.

However, the mechanical version of the Sword of Victory of the Oath had been returned to Icarus, the glassesmaid, so this time, Hermione was using another relic related to Artoria.

It was a quaint black saddle with almost no exaggerated embellishments, and it looked like a dusty antiquity.

This thing, prepared by Hermione in advance, was personally confirmed by the swordsman Heroic Spirit Artoria, and it was indeed the saddle used by the war horse she rode when she was fighting in all directions.

So theoretically, Hermione could use this relic to summon Artoria as well.

It was her agreement with Artoria, and she had to complete it.

As a summoning master who has summoned many Heroic Spirits, Hermione has also mastered the matter of summoning Heroic Spirits, and after a few minutes of magic injection, the summoning ritual finally has a reaction.

As Hermione watched expectantly, the Heroic Spirit from Time answered the call.

But things are going well here, but some subtle changes have taken place.

"Recovery, restoration, restoration"

A low hiss rang out from the summoning ritual, and Hermione's expression became a little stranger.

If she heard it right, it's... The cry of a war horse?

So this time, the summoned...

Is it a knight king?

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