I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 492

"Why? Aren't you going back to America?"

Theresa was quite confused.

No need to reply for now.

After nearly a year of purging, the local ghosts and monsters in America have been almost wiped out by him, and they are unlikely to cause any trouble in the short term.

Alice also managed the antique business very well.

Compared to the relatively calm, even somewhat peaceful, America, Europe was far more chaotic and rife with all sorts of people.

Nowadays, Su Fan's strength improvement has slowed down, and the benefits of simply cultivating through meditation are negligible.

Half a year of sitting idly in the antique shop did not bring Su Fan as much benefit as his battle with Chen Wujiu.

With the enemy in the shadows and us in the open, and a mysterious alien god stirring about, the long-lost sense of urgency made Su Fan choose to stay in Europe.

"As for you, why didn't you go back to the Vatican with Fergus and the others? The cleanup work doesn't need you to do it; it's a waste of your talents."

"I was worried about your injuries, so I volunteered to stay."

Theresa's gaze swept over Su Fan's shoulder, the wound where Chen Wujiu's bone nail had pierced through.

"It would be difficult to repair it with your own healing ability alone. When I treated you, I sensed at least three strange forces mixed in with it."

"What's strange is that they form a bizarre relationship of mutual antagonism and mutual nourishment. Even if one of them is weakened, it can be regenerated through the catalysis of the other two."

“I don’t know how to cure it completely, but one way is through the magic used by demons. And the holy power I use can just drive it away and speed up the healing process.”

Theresa stood up, walked behind Su Fan, and gently placed her hand on his shoulder. At the same time, the area where they touched began to emit a faint white light.

Her expression was extremely focused. Her gentle holy power penetrated deep into Su Fan's body, and under her control, it precisely separated the strange power that was stuck in the wound, just like performing a precise surgical operation.

Su Fan, who was receiving treatment, felt the warmth spreading throughout his body and slowly exhaled.

"The English with the Romanian accent is a bit hard to understand."

"Have it?"

Theresa did not stop the treatment she was performing, but she began to think about the reasons in her mind.

It must be because of Susie.

She had a very strong accent when she spoke, and she was criticized when she came to Britain.

Theresa was asked to correct her accent, but she ended up being led astray herself.

"Well, you said a lot just now, but I only clearly heard the three words 'I', 'worried', and 'you'."

"..."

Theresa didn't speak, but her ears quickly turned red, and she uttered a single word in a barely audible voice.

"lie."

She had intended to teach this mischievous young man who was always teasing her a lesson, but considering that he was still injured, she had to give up for the time being.

"Alice, Jamie, and I pieced together the information and realized that the members of the cult seem to be planning to replicate the terrorist attacks that caused the building to be shrouded in gray fog on a large scale in London."

“Even Bishop Fergus couldn’t handle it, let alone the fact that they’ve already gone elsewhere to deal with demon-related matters… If they really succeed, London might…”

Theresa's words were filled with concern for the city's future.

"Don't always think about taking responsibility on your own shoulders."

While enjoying Theresa's holy healing power, Su Fan explained in a calm tone.

Do you remember those people who escaped from the building back then?

"They all survived battles against demons, truly emerging from the crucible of violence." "Back in their companies or families, besides investigating internal spies, they will also launch a counterattack against the cult."

"Don't underestimate the power these aristocratic families have over resources. As long as they have enough leverage, extraordinary individuals will always come to serve them."

"You've faced monsters created by the cult head-on; assess their strength."

"Not very strong."

Theresa spoke her mind frankly.

Jamie and Alice struggled to deal with the resentment simply because they lacked the means to do so. Compared to themselves or other superhumans like Ron, the latter were as weak as paper tigers.

"So those aren't monsters that humans can't handle. You can, Ron can, and so can those superhumans who escaped from the building."

Su Fan's gaze fell outside the villa, on the Jamie he was discussing with Alice about how to move old John.

"Compared to long-lived beings like vampires and demons, humans are like mushrooms that live only a day and die at dusk, but their potential should not be underestimated."

"Perhaps they will bring us unexpected surprises."

As Su Fan finished speaking, Theresa was about to end her treatment. Just as she was about to return to her seat, Su Fan took her hand.

"Is that all? Aren't you going to consolidate your gains?"

Su Fan tilted his head back and laughed.

"The treatment is complete, you can let go now..."

Theresa's voice was barely audible, but she showed no intention of withdrawing her hand.

"No, unless you can explain why you didn't make a single phone call after we parted that day. Are you trying to start something and then abandon it?"

"Begin with chaos and end with abandonment?"

Theresa was stunned for a moment, then became furious.

"How come I never knew you had this side to you, Sue?"

"You will discover more of my unknown side in the future."

Su Fan, without blushing or skipping a beat, winked at the little nun.

That's when Su Fan's attention was drawn to something above his forehead.

The little nun I remember shouldn't have had such a good figure, how come she's almost covered half her face after only a short time?

Something's off, even down to nine out of ten.

Theresa was dressed in formal nun's habit, with her face and hands completely covered by black and white fabric.

The simple and plain clothes did not make him blend into the crowd; on the contrary, they added a unique, ascetic charm to him.

"Don't look."

Theresa could clearly feel Su Fan's gaze, and hurriedly pulled her hand away to cover Su Fan's eyes.

The warm, slightly floral-scented hand blocked his vision, plunging him into darkness for a moment, but Su Fan remained completely calm.

"You haven't forgotten that I have divine sense, have you? It's the ability to see things around me without relying on my eyes."

"I told you not to look!"

His previously obscured view suddenly opened up, and what greeted Su Fan as he looked up was Theresia's embarrassed and angry headbutt attack.

This startled Su Fan, who quickly used his spiritual power to help deflect the force.

Even bullets couldn't penetrate his forehead; this silly nun's powerful headbutt would only hurt herself badly.

(End of this chapter)