Marvel Magic Case Files.

Chapter 57

To date, Salomon remains a member of the Lawful Order, but he abides by the laws set by the Sorcerer Supreme, not those of ordinary people.

Kamar-Taj isn't some kind of SWAT team; it can't easily arrest someone seeking the mysterious and erase their memories. Unless someone wants to reveal those mysteries, Kamar-Taj won't stop someone from pursuing magic. Some of Kamar-Taj's apprentices joined the Sorcerer Supreme's tutelage precisely because of their pursuit of magic.

However, Luca's situation was different—as a family member of the victim, he naturally had the right to know, which is why Salomon told him the truth. Sending him into the Infernal Realm and informing Luca of the risks he would face was the greatest help Salomon could offer.

Luca was different from the ordinary people who had previously hindered Salomon's hunt for vampires or werewolves; he hadn't violated the rules set by the Sorcerer Supreme. After promising not to reveal the mystery, he merely wanted to uncover the truth and seek revenge.

If Salomon were to erase a person's memory because of this, that would be far too domineering.

The personality he developed in his previous life made it difficult for him to watch someone die. Even a clueless kitten running into the street couldn't bear to see Salomon suffer, let alone a human life. In Salomon's eyes, Luca was just a kitten that had wandered into a mysterious world on the main street. Even if the kitten insisted on going forward, how could Salomon not explain the risks to him? Although those cruel memories would gradually harden Salomon's heart, a few short years were not enough to change his mind—but telling Luca to bring a gun could be considered his last act of mercy.

This isn't a matter of "superiority complex," but rather a matter of conscience as a human being. Salomon hasn't yet completely transformed into a ruthless person. Reality isn't some mindless wish-fulfillment story; no one possesses an aura of dominance that commands obedience, with the sun, moon, and stars revolving around them from that moment on. Nor is anyone born with a "superiority complex"—that's impossible.

If so, that person must be insane; please contact a mental hospital immediately.

If someone thinks that after arriving in another world and gaining supreme power, everyone must obey them, and they can abandon their previous beliefs, quickly discard the personality they developed in a peaceful society, and regard life as nothing, then they are either crazy or stupid.

But undeniably, everyone harbors this dream: to break free from restrictions and do whatever they want, much like how ordinary people fantasize about what they would do with all their wealth. If it weren't for this, there wouldn't be so many "spiritual capitalists"—what's called a dream to put it nicely, and a delusion to put it bluntly.

The first lesson the Sorcerer Supreme taught Salomon was to maintain restraint in the face of unbridled temptation, to resist the allure of chaos and madness—including restraint when drawing upon the power of the Dark Dimension, lest he be quickly assimilated. And don't spout foolish notions like "it's not too late to exercise restraint when facing the Dark Dimension." Just imagine the psychology of late-night online shopping; who doesn't end up buying a bunch of things without thinking? If you can't even exercise restraint normally, how can you possibly do it in a crucial moment? It's simply impossible.

Even Salomon, who has taken several lives, can feel the weight of life. He wouldn't easily take an ordinary person's life unless absolutely necessary. This is why the Sorcerer Supreme made Salomon think about the weight of life. Salomon knows the extent of every life he has taken, and it was those reflections that pulled him out of his mad memories.

If Salomon truly abandons his principles and becomes indifferent to the value of life, it means he has jumped off the red line marked by Kamar-Taj, and that will be the time for the Sorcerer Supreme to clean house.

Even if other Kamar-Taj mages were standing before Luca now, all they could do was offer advice. However, seeing Luca's stubbornness, Salomon understood that persuasion was useless, so he wouldn't hinder Luca's path of revenge too much.

"The place where angels descend is called Purgatory, a place separated from the real world only by a pane of glass. Your mind isn't strong enough to see them, but I can send you in," Salomon said. "You'll need a gun."

Bayonetta, however, was somewhat displeased with Salomon's actions. In the witch's eyes, Luca was merely an ordinary person, and sending him to the Infernal Realm was tantamount to suicide.

“That angel died a long time ago,” Bayonetta said. “It died after I came out of the lake.”

The sorcerer shrugged at Luca. "Now you don't even have anyone to take revenge on. Alright, sign a contract with me."

"A contract? What contract?" Luca asked in surprise.

"A contract witnessed by Vishanti." Salomon produced a scroll of parchment. "In the world of magic, oaths are useless. You said you wouldn't reveal those things, but I can't believe you, because you're a stranger to me. So, if you don't want your memories erased, you'd better sign a contract with me."

"What will happen if the contract is broken?" Luca asked hesitantly, anything with magic seemed extremely dangerous to him. However, this time Salomon's actions provoked the witch's opposition, but she couldn't object, because Salomon was standing on the side of protecting the secrets of this world, demanding that Luca sign a contract guaranteeing not to reveal the secrets of the mysterious world. Bayonetta had no right to object to such a thing.

Salomon stared intently into Luca's eyes, saying nothing.

"Will I die...? Okay, I'll sign." The reporter took a deep breath and wrote his name on the parchment with the drafted clause. "You have to tell me where my leads are."

"Vigrid." Salomon carefully put away the parchment; the ink on it wouldn't dry completely for a while. He said, "The last sage is there, Badr, the president of the Izawell Corporation. But like I said, bring a gun; it's dangerous there. If you find anything, you can contact us. Here's my phone number."

"Do you also want to find out what exactly happened there?" Luca asked in surprise.

"Yes, you're not the only one investigating," the sorcerer said. "Recently, the number of angels has surged, and we can't get close to Baldr because he hasn't shown himself yet."

"Alright, alright, I'll investigate." Luca sighed, interrupting Salomon. "There won't be any assistance, and I won't expose our connection. I understand."

"Very good." Salomon nodded, took a small statue from his pocket and placed it on the ground. Immediately, a white winged horse with a golden bridle appeared in the spot. The arcane mage climbed onto it and said, "Now, I advise you to leave. The sound of police cars is approaching."

"Police car, where did this police car come from... F*ck! I'm leaving right now!" Luca hurriedly turned and ran towards his dark green car parked near the church, disappearing from Salomon's sight. Salomon also gestured for Bayonetta to sit on the horse, and Pegasus flapped its wings and soared into the sky. Before the police car arrived, Pegasus carried the two of them through a purple magic circle and completely disappeared into the air.

"Boya, why did you send him to investigate Vigrid? Was Enzo's intelligence fee too high?" Bayonetta sat behind Salomon as they headed towards Rodan's Hell Bar. The witch couldn't help but ask this question along the way.

“Beyond, Luca wants the truth, so I’ll give him the truth. As for what he’ll face, that’s his own business. I’ve already tried to persuade him, but he won’t listen. However, as long as he can’t reveal those things to ordinary people, he’s harmless,” Salomon said. “There won’t be any memory erasure or any underwater private room. We’re not murderers.”

"Then I knew I hadn't misjudged you, you soft-hearted little thing," the witch asked. "So, what's next?"

"Then you're mistaken," Salomon said. "Next, go to the Hell's Gate bar and find Enzo. This time, the information he provided is seriously flawed."

This chapter is written for readers who demand the protagonist have a "strong mindset" or something like "directly erasing memories," a forced expression of their values. As I've already said, this book isn't a wish-fulfillment story, and the protagonist isn't some capricious character; he's on the lawful side, mainly focusing on the transformation from lawful good to lawful neutral to lawful evil. There are countless books that depict characters acting as they please, but I can't write them.

As for things like "Luca dared to yell at the protagonist" or "lacking respect for the strong," that's all I can say. If you don't like it, just remove it from your bookshelf.

(End of this chapter)