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

Chapter 542

Seeing Theodore's dejected and desperate expression, Don Juan finally realized what was going on.

"You didn't create this barrier above our heads?!"

At this point, Don Juan quickly shook his head.

"I witnessed you release the barrier with my own eyes, and the result then was no different from the one now. This is your spell."

"This is indeed my spell, but I no longer control it."

Theodore gave a bitter laugh, his hair, which had fallen across his forehead from running, trembled.

"When I cast the spell for the first time, that person forcibly erased it, and when I cast it the second time, he used some mysterious means to amplify the spell's effect and seize control of it."

After listening to Theodore's words, Don Juan finally spoke.

"So you were trying to break the barrier to leave, but you failed, right?"

Seeing that the former acquiesced, Don Juan also became nervous, and his speech became somewhat stammering.

"I've never heard of anyone who can casually take over the supernatural abilities released by others."

"Yes, who exactly has a conflict with all the extraordinary beings present and wants to lock them up here and capture them all?"

Theodore's lifeless words, rather than being a question, seemed more like a way of guiding Don Juan to discover the horrifying truth for himself.

"This was all done by that guy named Su Fan? Don't tell me such a ridiculous joke. Everyone knows he was seriously injured in a battle with the leader of the cult and is now recuperating in Mayfair... How could this be..."

Don Juan stopped halfway through his sentence; things had progressed to this point, and he could no longer deceive himself.

Both of them simultaneously recalled a great deal of information about Su Fan.

The footage shows a middle-class neighborhood in Los Angeles that was completely destroyed, with figures wielding lightning and dominating the battle against demons, and a giant golden sword that stretches across the sky, its sword energy still lingering to this day...

"No...he shouldn't be capable of killing us."

Don Juan's trembling body gradually calmed down.

Being targeted by such a powerful and extraordinary individual filled him with such fear that he almost forgot his own identity.

He wasn't one of those lowly commoners you see everywhere; he was a core member of a family, running many core businesses.

Compared to his physical appearance, his business acumen is his true foundation. Once his mediation is lost, the family's businesses will lose the protection of the political party, and the losses will be incalculable.

The other members of the clan would not stand by and watch such a person be killed; they would do everything in their power to ransom him from the enemy.

Theodore is the same; as a rare superhuman, his value is immeasurable, and someone will take him away.

Instead of just standing there doing nothing, you should think about what price you'll have to pay to save your life.

The higher you go, the fewer people there are. The circles of power and wealth in the world are only so big. People will run into each other all the time, and things won't escalate to the point of no return.

After this, Mayfair's status in America will rise to another level.

They are clearly a group of people who have no political acumen.

Before Don Juan could even express his feelings, he looked up at the sky as if he had a premonition.

A white figure floated silently above, standing out starkly against the pitch-black sky.

Any superhuman possessing even a little bit of special ability will have their body and senses enhanced.

The figure was suspended at a height of about 100 meters. At this distance, you could see not only its appearance but also the food residue between its teeth.

Neither Don Juan nor Theodore beside him could see his face clearly.

But they all knew who had come. Su Fan.

The legendary powerful figure, who had been severely injured by the cult's founder and whose life hung by a thread, now appeared before them unharmed, looking down upon all living beings from above, just as he had done in the live news broadcast.

This is clearly a trap designed to lure the snake out of its hole.

[Damn it... They have such great power, yet they still like to use entrapment tactics.]

While cursing inwardly, Don Juan mentally prepared his words for the upcoming conversation.

Negotiation is the art of speaking; he must do everything he can to fight for his own survival.

Just as he finished reciting his thoughts, the figure in mid-air lowered his head slightly, noticing the two figures watching him from below.

Don Juan understood immediately and took half a step forward, about to speak.

"I'm so honored..."

His words were cut short before he could finish speaking.

Theodore, standing behind Don Juan, could clearly see that Don Juan's upper and lower body were misaligned before he slid to the ground.

Before the blood could even splatter, orange flames suddenly rose from the corpse.

This beautiful body that captivated countless women turned to dust and crumbled in just two breaths, vanishing without a trace.

Theodore made no move, closed his eyes, and waited quietly, and death arrived as expected.

……

"Such a big thing happened on our side, why haven't we heard a single word?"

Ron, the Mayfair family patriarch who had always maintained a calm and intellectual demeanor, suddenly erupted in fury at the table.

The furnishings in the room trembled slightly, a result of the magic emanating from her intense emotional fluctuations.

Opposite her stood a group of elderly people with white hair. These elders, who had lived for more than half a century, all looked embarrassed and dared not utter a word.

The family business in New Orleans is facing a shopping mall crackdown, its stock price has plummeted, and many family trusts have been suddenly subjected to financial investigations.

Moreover, Mayfair's estates and numerous businesses in other states have also faced acquisition offers.

These sources of income, which originally provided for the family members' basic needs, were frozen almost simultaneously. The elders, who were in charge, were completely unaware of such a dramatic change, which explains why the usually calm and composed head of the family was so distraught.

Faced with Ron's fury, the elders dared not maintain their seniority and instead lowered their heads to explain.

"Homeowner..."

"These worldly matters are not our responsibility, but are reported to us regularly by the collateral branches of the family outside each month."

"Our trip to Britain to support you, Patriarch, and Lord Su Fan was unexpected; we overlooked this aspect."

"Moreover, money can be earned back. Although there are not many members with extraordinary powers in Mayfair, there is no shortage of business geniuses."

"The incident happened so suddenly that they didn't even have time to send back any messages."

"yes……"

Seeing the remaining elders begin to echo him, Ron felt his blood rush to his head, and his body swayed involuntarily.

The Mayfair family is such a powerful and deeply entrenched entity that it would take a tremendous amount of resources to launch an attack on all of its businesses at the same time.
The connections in both political and business circles cannot be established with just a one-day phone call.

The enemy had clearly been plotting for a long time, and their intentions went far beyond this. It was laughable that these elders in front of him, who knew nothing about business except for their superpowers, could simply characterize this as a worldly disturbance.

Was it because the message couldn't be sent back in time? No, it was because the communication channel was completely cut off!
(End of this chapter)