Forgot that memory of magic is only once in this life, and only the "beautiful reality" left after completing the transaction.

Sam, who had cast the Forgetful Spell for the 19th time, put down his wand and lowered his head as if he felt guilty.

"Sam-Sam-" Eric shouted for more than a dozen times.

"Sorry, I'm a little distracted."

"them……"

"Please rest assured, they will wake up after a night's sleep."

Eric was completely relieved.

There is still one problem left, the most serious problem.

"Dad~"

This shout made him shudder.

"Why are you watching me? Why don't you get back to school quickly!"

"Today is Sunday." Vincent got into an off-road vehicle.

"I also have a secret to share."

Eric followed him skeptically, and his incredible scream came soon after the door was closed.

"What!?"

Just as he was about to earn enough money to buy Bugatti, Vincent made a lot of money quietly and even bought 7 board seats directly.

"The contract will not take effect until I am an adult, and not many people know about this."

Eric gave a thumbs up and then slapped his son's strong shoulders.

"You open a store and sell cards, buy a car manufacturer to build supercars, and now you are a school manager. You have a lot of ambitions."

Vincent blinked quite well,

"Dad, I am Nicole Lemay's apprentice. Isn't it normal to build a car that can run, fly and dive."

"Can run, fly, and dive..." Eric's face was instantly dark,

"Good son, do I have to buy an airplane factory and a shipyard?"

"It shouldn't be necessary. Just get a few eliminations."

A qualified alchemist can achieve countless ways, but it is soulless if you just run or fly.

Those sophisticated and complex mechanical structures, amazing and wonderful designs...

The collision of magic and technology will surely burst into more brilliant sparks.

Eric didn't know why the magic circuit could replace the circuit board, but he believed that his son Vincent would definitely do it.

"Dad, how much does it cost to acquire the Bugatti factory?"

"Don't worry, you boy, I'll go to France when they wake up."

Romano Attioli takes charge of Bugatti's EB110GT, although its performance is strong, unfortunately there are very few orders at present, and the factory has always been in a loss-making state.

There are rumors that he is very interested in General Motors' Lotus Auto, and maybe he only needs to offer a suitable price.

dream?

The more money you have, the more dreams you have.

Vincent carefully looked at Eric's outfit.

Standard desert combat configuration, accompanied by a machine gun and RPG...

I hope this Italian entrepreneur will not be ignorant of politeness.

When Eric opened the door and got out of the car, he always felt that there was something wrong with his eyes when he looked over.

After asking, I didn't say anything, and then I changed the topic.

"Forget it, you can deal with the mummies here and at home quickly. If I can't handle it, I will have a lot of noise left."

Vincent carefully opened the trunk of the off-road vehicle, and immediately closed it.

"No need, of course, the wizard's affairs must be solved by the wizard's method."

He ran to Sam as if he was running away, "Let's go back."

After the harsh sonic boom, the two and a "mummy" disappeared into the black and white vortex.

...

...

Wayne's house.

The Night Demon-Shay Patel has a new partner.

They were also tied into mummies, and they did not cry when they were not seen in the coffin.

Vincent sat between them, slowly pressing the magazine of the gun blade into the copper bullets.

"I know you are collecting money and messing up things."

"Huh—" the new guest looked disdainful, "Wayne, I shouldn't underestimate your Muggle father."

Patel's eyelids twitched across the street.

"Click—" The magazine was fastened.

"Do you know," Vincent flipped the blade in his hand, as if talking to himself:

"The hardest bone in the human body is the skull, followed by the ilium.

Ordinary bullets can penetrate the skull, and if you are lucky, you may not touch the brain."

He raised the blade of the gun, "and the penetration force of the mountain copper bullet was enough to pass through the typhoon in a straight line, and a hole was made in Fulakan's transparent shell."

New customers always feel a faint pain in their eyebrows.

I'm afraid it's not a hit on my forehead.

"I can't use a wand, but I can use it."

The eyebrows pointed at by the gun seemed to hurt even more.

"I'll ask only once." Vincent's index finger hit the trigger, "What's your name?"

"Nightmare Killer."

Patel gasped violently.

"Bang--" The gun blade's body hit the forehead with force.

Vincent faced the blade upwards, "Do you want to try the sharpness of Mithril?"

"Widrig! Widrig Lake!"

Lake gave in.

Emotions such as psychological pressure increase little by little, tension and anxiety affect judgment.

The 12-year-old child in front of him may really shoot.

Sam, sitting on the sofa in the distance, learned again.

He looked at Evelyn, who was sitting on the other side and was immediately full of fear of Muggle psychology.

With just Freud's psychoanalysis, the remaining 6 schools will only be even more terrifying.

"Auntie, did you teach Vincent these?"

Evelyn calmly turned to the next page, "No, he said it was taught by his teacher."

The old monster who has lived for more than 600 years is indeed perverted enough to teach the little monsters.

The new guest Lake has even been able to do anything before, and I am afraid that he will never forget what happened today in his life.

"Mr. Lake, thank you very much for your cooperation." Vincent pointed the blade at the opposite side.

“I have one last question.

Do you know him?"

Patel, whose heartbeats are increasing, shook his head slightly.

"know."

Finished.

"I don't know you!" He struggled excitedly and stood up.

But no matter how hard I tried, the white cloth strips on my body showed no sign of looseness.

Lake suddenly realized something and explained in a hurry.

"I know the Night Demon Spirit because before taking this commission, the owner of the 'Half Girl' bar was asking around for information about him."
To be continued...