The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 203 Chloe made a great contribution on her first day at work
Locke's voice was not loud.

Very light, and even with a hint of concern.

But to the young Dolan it sounded like thunder exploding in his ears, causing him to tremble all over.

Natasha, who was standing by, listened to Locke's words and looked again at the trembling young Dolan.

"Dolan is an enemy of the Tree Witch. Isn't it normal that he has the Tree Witch's aura?"

"normal."

Locke said this, then glanced at the young Dolan, who seemed to be a little relieved after hearing this, and raised the corner of his mouth: "But the key is, this breath is not left by the tree-like witch, but emitted by him."

Young Dolan's body completely went limp.

"Stand still!"

The SHIELD agent looked at the young Dolan who was about to lie on the ground, suddenly lifted him up and shouted.

Natasha's eyes narrowed, and she also reacted when she saw the young Dolan's face turn pale instantly.

"You said he was one of the Tree Witches."

"Ah."

"You fart!"

The thirty-sixth generation old Dolan, who was almost dragged to the door, could no longer sit still after hearing this. He shouted fearlessly at Locke, "I think you are the Bloody Queen's accomplice. Don't think we don't know about your relationship with the First Blood God and the Bloody Queen..."

Before he could finish his words, his mouth was tightly covered by the SHIELD agent.

The SHIELD agent also covered old Dolan's mouth with a look of horror, and repeatedly apologized to Locke, whose face turned dark.

"Old man, do you really think I won't kill you because I respect the elderly and love the young?"

"Drag him down and chop him up..."

"Pull it away, pull it away."

Natasha on the side took the opportunity to wave at the SHIELD agent who was covering old Dolan before Locke finished speaking.

After the SHIELD agents dragged the fearless old Dolan away, Natasha breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Locke: "It was nothing in the first place, and you killed him. Doesn't that prove that you really have something fishy going on with the First Blood God and the Bloody Queen?"

Locke looked at Natasha unhappily.

"He slandered me, so I can't kill him?"

"You can kill him, but not now."

"..."

Locke met Natasha's gaze and took a deep breath: "Damn it, don't let me find out who is spreading this bullshit rumor."

Natasha looked at Locke who had calmed down, shook her head, and turned the topic back to the young Dolan who was almost collapsing to the ground.

"You just said he was the tree witch?"

"It can't be wrong."

Locke came back to his senses and looked again at the young Dolan, who was pale and bloodless and could not even stand if the SHIELD agent had not pulled him. His eyes flickered slightly, and then he stretched out his right hand and pressed it directly on the young Dolan's head.

Memory plunder.

moment.

Memories of the past year of young Dolan's life came flooding back.

Most of the memories were of the training and preparations that were carried out step by step so that he could smoothly take over as the 37th Dolan priest after the 36th Dolan died.

Just study hard about the weaknesses of various wizards, as well as the spells that various wizards like to use.

In a word.

This young Dolan, apart from not being a wizard, learns knowledge that only wizards would learn.

If you know yourself and your enemy, you will be victorious in every battle.

However, unlike wizards who can save time by studying directly through the wizard spirit world, the young Dolan needs to learn all kinds of knowledge that seem boring and even more uninteresting to learn by himself.

Among these, there seems to be no memory that the young Dolan had any contact with the tree-like witch.

But Locke's perception would never be wrong.

This guy is the tree-shaped witch's man. Besides, if he guessed wrong, the young Dolan's expression would not have changed so drastically.

So there is only one possibility.

This guy is a deep diver.

It's similar to the type of spy in the spy world who is sent out to be a spy very early but has not been used for more than ten years.

Considering that this guy is being trained as the next generation of Dolan.

This is very possible.

Because only Dolan is qualified to touch the heart of the Bloody Queen preserved by the Dolan Church.

If this is the case, then it explains why the young Dolan has no memory of any contact with the tree-like witch in the past year.

Locke's thoughts turned, and he looked at the pale young Dolan and sneered.

"Send him to the special interrogation holding room, which is in Calder's cage. By the way, tell Calder that this guy is an undercover agent of the tree-like witch. His goal is to become Dolan so that he can revive the bloody queen."

"Yes."

The SHIELD agent nodded and dragged the young Dolan, who was almost fainted from fear, outside.

Young Dolan reacted at this moment.

"Wait a moment."

"Wait, don't take me away. I'll tell you whatever you want to know. Don't lock me up with Calder."

Young Dolan shouted with all his might and a distorted expression.

The SHIELD agent stopped again and looked at Locke.

Locke said expressionlessly: "No need, you can say it or not, take it away."

Young Dolan's face turned pale, and just as he was about to continue shouting, his mouth was covered.

The SHIELD agents no longer hesitated and dragged the young Dolan away from the meeting room like a dead dog.

Young Dolan's sobs died away.

Natasha looked at Locke and said, "You have always wanted to find out where the tree-shaped witch is. Why don't you listen to what he has to say?"

Locke shrugged: "No need."

"why?"

"I'm too lazy to listen to his nonsense." Locke said, and then his eyes swept around the conference room and finally fell on the fireplace in front of him.

In the witch's memory, the heart of the Bloody Queen Clarke is hidden behind this fireplace.

but……

"Where's Chloe?"

"downstairs."

"Let her come up. There is a magic mechanism that needs her help to open."

"it is good."

Natasha nodded and turned to look at the SHIELD agent standing guard at the door.

after awhile.

Led by the SHIELD agents, Chloe walked in from outside with her eyes wandering around, looking a little scared and curious.

Dolan Church Headquarters.

Who would have thought that a little witch like her could walk in so brazenly and openly.

If this had happened before today, no, if this had happened an hour ago, it would have been unthinkable.

Mom, your daughter has made great progress.

Chloe couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

at this time.

She heard Locke's voice, and when she came back to her senses, she saw Locke waving at her from the other side of the fireplace. She glanced at the SHIELD agent beside her, and then hurried over.

"Hajime... Sir."

"Sir?"

Locke listened to Chloe's title and glanced at Natasha: "Have you really recruited this little witch?"

Natasha shrugged and said, "You Sentinels don't like it, but we SHIELD do."

Locke laughed and did not continue the topic. Instead, he pointed to the fireplace in front of him and said to Chloe: "There is a magic space in here. Try to see if you can open it."

Magic space?

Chloe's eyes lit up when she heard that. She looked at the fireplace in front of her and said carefully, "I'll try." Then she stretched out her hands, closed her eyes, calmed herself down, and sensed the magical fluctuations around her.

soon.

She felt the magical fluctuations hidden in the fireplace, or to be more precise, perfectly integrated with the fireplace.

but!
"I can't open it." Chloe opened her eyes, looked at Locke, and shook her head.

Locke raised an eyebrow: "Can't, or can't?"

"No."

Chloe explained: "I am a dream witch. I don't understand space magic, I don't know the spell, and I can't fight..."

Locke interrupted, "I have."

Chloe was slightly stunned and looked at Locke.

"You have?"

"Yeah, I really do."

Locke nodded, then recalled the spell from the plundering witch's memory that the witch used to open the magical space of the fireplace, and repeated it to Chloe.

Chloe silently repeated Locke's retelling in her mind.

Locke repeated it three times before he stopped.

He looked at Chloe who was mumbling silently with her eyes lowered. After a while, he asked, "How is it? Can it be opened this time?"

Chloe raised her eyes and glanced at Locke: "I'll try."

Locke smiled slightly: "Okay, it doesn't matter if it can't be opened."

Anyway, there are so many wizards registered today, he doesn't believe that he can't find a three-legged toad or a wizard who can do space magic.

Chloe said nothing, took another deep breath, and stood in front of the fireplace again.

Locke pulled Natasha and stepped back a few steps, leaving Chloe enough safe space to cast spells.

The little witch Chloe closed her eyes and quietly sensed the magical fluctuations on the fireplace.

In fact, the principle of unlocking space magic is very simple, just find the keyhole and insert the key.

The spell was the key, and now she had it. All she had to do now was find the magic keyhole on the fireplace.

She was a little nervous, but also a little excited.

Although Locke said it didn't matter if he couldn't solve it, what if he did? He would definitely get a bonus or something for such a great achievement before he was recruited.

No, I can’t think about it anymore. Jingjing, come on, you can do it, Chloe.

Chloe quickly cast aside the distracting thoughts in her mind, encouraged herself, calmed down, and quietly sensed the fluctuations of magic power.

Locke and Natasha stood quietly at the back.

A SHIELD agent who was going to search the floors of the building for the remaining suspects came in from outside and was about to report his work.

The SHIELD agent standing at the door stopped him, pointed toward the fireplace, and made a hushing gesture.

The SHIELD agent who came to report agreed, covered his mouth, and made a gesture of receipt.

But Locke still heard the noise behind him.

However, Locke just turned his head and took a look, not caring about it. He retracted his gaze and looked at Chloe who seemed to be solving a problem seriously in front of the fireplace.

He checked the time on his watch.

It's been almost ten minutes.

Just as Locke was about to speak.

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from the fireplace.

Chloe opened her eyes, looking surprised.

"opened."

"..."

(End of this chapter)