A man and a woman walked towards Strange, and the woman clapped her hands as she walked.
Strange looked at the two of them. The man was handsome and slightly mature. He looked to be in his twenties and was wearing a British-style uniform. He looked like a young scholar, a graduate student, or a PhD student.
The woman was dressed like a rock and roll young woman. She had dyed a few strands of hair in front of her forehead and was wearing a bright leather coat.
Strange didn't know who they were, but maybe they weren't as easy to get along with as they looked. If they were easy to get along with, they wouldn't have set up something like an illusion.
Speaking of which, his magic attainments weren't high enough. He didn't see that it was an illusion trap at first.
Strange didn't expect that he would be tricked like this. As the man and the woman got closer and closer, Strange subconsciously summoned Hand of Magic.
He asked loudly, "Who are you!"
Looking at Strange's serious look, the woman who was clapping her hands had an indecipherable smile on her face.
She opened her mouth and spoke in a slightly hoarse but magnetic voice, "Are you really going to use this spell in front of me?"
Strange frowned. "What do you mean? Are you a Mage too? What do you want? "
Strange wanted to ask too many questions.
"You have a lot of questions, Mr. Strange. But I don't like talking to people who are still on guard against me. Releasing magic as if the gun is loaded and the safety is off. This is a dangerous and unfriendly move, "the woman said with her head tilted.
"So, you'd better put away your magic first!"
"What?" Strange was surprised to find that when the woman said this, the Hand of Magic he had just prepared disappeared.
The woman casually dispelled Strange's magic as if it was as easy as going to a convenience store to buy soda.
But the more it was so, the more uneasy Strange became. He was trapped in a strange space by two people he didn't know. And the other party seemed to be stronger than him, which wasn't a good feeling. Strange felt that it was time for him to study the divination branch of magic.
Was it because his horoscope was wrong when he went out today, or was the zodiac's nemesis? Everything didn't seem to be going smoothly.
"Alright, Roma, you seem to have scared Strange. I didn't agree with your so-called test in the first place. Don't scare him anymore, "the handsome man said.
He pressed the button, and the woman named Roma walked up to Strange and introduced herself, "Hello, Mr. Strange. Although this is the first time we've met, I've heard of your name for a long time. He's the world's top neurosurgeon. "
"I really didn't expect that you would also become a Mage." The man said politely, giving people a good impression.
"Relax, Mr. Strange. We are not bad people. More accurately speaking, we are actually quite related. Oh, look at me. It took me so long to remember that I haven't introduced myself. "The man knocked on his head.
"You may call me Brian Braddock. And this is Roma Merlin Ambrosius. "Brian pointed at the woman next to him and introduced the two of them.
Wait?! Strange thought he was hearing things. What did he just hear?
What was this woman's name? 'Roma Merlin Ambrosius?!' And coincidentally, this woman was also a Mage?!
She actually used the name of the former Supreme Wizard, Merlin Ambrosius, and even used Merlin as her middle name?!
Strange looked at Roma in disbelief. Roma, who looked like a rock and roll young woman, chewed bubble gum without a care and blew a bubble. Poof ~ The bubble burst.
"Wait, is the Merlin you are talking about the Merlin I know?" Strange felt as if his brain had suffered a serious blow, and now his thoughts were a bit chaotic.
Because anyone who studied magic on Earth knew a person, and that was the legendary Supreme Mage Merlin of the Middle Ages. As one of the former Supreme Mages of Ancient One, Great Mage Merlin had passed down all kinds of legends and books.
The mages of the Greenwich faction that he had created were still a powerful force to this day.
And no one in the world of Mages would use the name of such a legendary Mage in their name.
This was not only out of respect, but also to avoid trouble. What trouble? Of course, the trouble of mistaking Feng Jing as Ma Liang.
If Wizard Merlin had a powerful enemy, it could use a name divination method to locate Merlin's location. Then it would determine whether there were magic fluctuations in that location. If you happened to be a Mage and also called Merlin.
In that case, I'm sorry, but it's very likely that a foreign fiendcelestial will appear in front of you and cleave you into two. You wouldn't be able to find anyone to cry to when you died.
So in the world of Mages, try not to take the same name as those peerless masters. According to the theory of the East, if you took such a name, you would be stained with the karma of the strong. If you could bear the karma, you would reap the rewards, if you couldn't, it would be a disaster.
So any rational Mage would not superimpose the names of people like Merlin or Ancient One with their own name.
But the woman in front of him was different. Not only did she take Merlin as her middle name, but her surname was also the same as Merlin's, Ambrosius.
So Strange thought of a very unlikely possibility. He pointed at Roma and said, "What's your relationship with Great Mage Merlin?!"
He now seriously suspected that Roma was a descendant of Wizard Merlin. Otherwise, who would name themselves like that? And the spell Hand of Magic was invented by Wizard Merlin. Perhaps the Ambrosius Family had some secret manuals that would allow them to better control Hand of Magic?
Perhaps it was because of this little trick that Roma was able to break his magic so easily just now.
Brian spread his hands and said to Roma, "See, I said it. He will know your origin when he hears your name. There's no need to use that illusion just now. "
Roma blew the bubble gum. Pop ~ The bubble gum burst again. She opened her mouth and said, "Okay, Strange. Since you asked so sincerely, I'll be merciful and tell you. "
"My name is Roma Merlin Ambrosius. That's right, the daughter of the man with the long and silly beard, "Roma said impatiently.
So it was Merlin's daughter. No wonder. Strange thought so, but when he thought about it carefully, there seemed to be something wrong.
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