Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"Which aspect are you referring to?"

She seemed to adapt to the situation quickly, even though the mage was a complete stranger to her. Or maybe she actually knew she had no choice.

"every aspect."

Raven nodded calmly: "I'm fine. When do we start?"

"You don't have a problem with that?"

"..." She was silent for a while, and a ray of unexplainable light flashed through her purple eyes under the hood: "No."

She repeated her question again: "When do we start?"

The mage pointed behind her, where an extra chair had appeared. He motioned for Raven to sit down, and then said: "There is no need to be so anxious, you already have the foundation of magic, plus my teachings.

..I don’t want to talk too much about myself, but the fact is, if I want to teach you, you will make rapid progress.”

"Now, there is only one issue standing between you and the true mage: your magic."

The question that was thrown at her made her bite her lower lip again. He Shenyan didn't care about her mental activities, he just continued talking.

"They all come from your father, which is good, if you can control them. Of course, this is only based on the premise that you can. It's a pity that you can't, otherwise you will have many more magicians out of thin air that they never dare to think about in their lifetime.

It’s a huge amount of magic power. But since you can’t control them... I have to put a safety lock on you.”

"Do you have any objections?" He looked at the girl sitting upright not far from him.

"No."

"Very good, it seems that you also know what will happen if you use the magic power from Him for a long time." The mage revealed the matter lightly, and then snapped his fingers.

Raven raised her hands, and she found that all the evil magic in her body that she had been trying so hard to suppress had disappeared. At the same time, even the feeling of being held in the palm of her soul was gone.

He also disappeared without a trace. The mage stood up, walked to her, and raised his hands.

An illusory scarlet crown appeared in his hand, turning from illusion into reality in a moment. The mage put the crown on her and said, "Do you know what this means?"

"...have no idea."

"Very good, actually I know you don't know, I'm just asking for fun." He smiled evilly and continued: "I'll tell you what it is."

"This is a gift."

"With it, you can use the magic power from me. You can move mountains and seas with a wave of your hand, and you can also control the life and death of others at will - of course, provided you pass my test. After all, I give you power, but you

It’s useless if you don’t know how to use it.”

"I don't like hiding things, so let me tell you the truth. This is not only a gift, but also an insurance... As long as you have the slightest sign of being invaded by the Three Palaces, this crown will activate my

Another function of it."

Raven seemed indifferent to this, but her hands under her black robe were already balled up: "...Are you going to kill me?"

Unexpectedly, the evil smile on the mage's face turned into another smile, a smile that Raven had never seen before. He took off the girl's hood, exposing her purple hair with the same color as her eyes to the sun

Under the shining light, he rubbed her head: "No, it's an alarm."

"Then, I will rush to the scene and beat up your father for you - of course, it would be better to kill him."

This sentence is very arrogant, but Raven can feel the magic power in the mage's body. Even if he deliberately restrains himself and does not emit any magic power, just standing there is like a sun. Considering this situation, she feels that the mage is indeed

I have the confidence to say this.

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"Hello, this is Lois Lane's voicemail, please leave a message after the beep..."

Clark Kent wore a pair of heavy and old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses. He sat on his desk and said carefully: "Hey, Lois. It's me, listen... I know there's something going on between us.

I have a problem, but I think there is still room for improvement. I mean, can you call me back after you hear the news? I made a reservation at a Mexican restaurant...Saturday night at seven o'clock, is that okay?

"

He hung up the phone and twirled the pencil in his hand carelessly. After returning home, he thought about what the teacher said. He Shenyan was right. Some problems will always remain a problem if they are not solved. This time

Maybe this was an opportunity for him to reveal his secret identity... To be honest, he was nervous about it.

He has never told outsiders that he is Superman. There are very few people in the world who know this. What's more, the person he is talking about is the person he has already decided to spend his life with.

Clark Kent sighed, and one of his colleagues passed by him, a little surprised.

"Hey, Kent. Why are you still here?"

"What's wrong? It's not time to get off work yet?" His colleague's words made him a little confused.

"No, no, no, didn't you read what Perry said? He said it at Tuesday's morning meeting that we will have an early holiday today!"

"Old Perry has changed his gender?" Clark was a little surprised. In his impression, his boss Perry White was a boss who wanted everyone to work overtime. Although he was a very nice person, his mantra was, 'Reporters never get off work.

'.

"Who knows, anyway, I'm going to enjoy life! Have a nice weekend, Kent."

"Okay, you too." Clark smiled at him, maintaining his image of a good old guy, but actually he had already begun to make plans in his mind.

The time I have set is tomorrow, so how about I call the restaurant and tell her that I want to go in advance? If, if the restaurant agrees...then, I will go to see her as Superman and tell her who I am.

Yes, Clark, no need to worry, just like Mr. He said...just do it.

His heart was beating fast for his bold decision. The Kryptonian's heart was extremely strong, but it did not allow him to be as strong in his attitude toward emotions as his physical body.

Yes, I'm going to call that restaurant and tell the restaurant to change the time to today...I'm going to do it now.

He dialed the phone, and the beeping sound was never as long as it was now, and uneasy emotions swirled alternately in his heart.

But, he was lucky. The owner of the restaurant told him with a smile: "Young man, you are lucky. There is still a place tonight, let me see... I can make a reservation for you until eight o'clock tonight, okay?

?”

"Okay! Thank you!"

He hung up the phone with joy, looked around and found that he was the only one left in the newspaper office. He no longer hesitated and took off the clothes on his chest.

Superman flew out with a smile on his face.