【Interstellar Contract Magician】Ruyuanke

My heart has turned cold.

I feel like I'm constructing performance art now.

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The bells on his ankles are more redundant than the jewels on his body.

Those individuals came and went, and no one recognized them.

No one recognized her.

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I still took it and looked at the gem in my hand. Can this be exchanged for money?

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He seemed to read my thoughts: "It's illegal to sell it in the Empire."

I:……

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"Your magic is done by chanting spells." I wanted to know something.

"Yes." He said seriously, "I was born with a companion book, which contains magic that belongs only to me."

He then added: "Until I die, only I can use it."

My eyes lit up: "Is it a book that appeared out of nowhere?"

He frowned, seeming to understand and yet confused.

But he still answered: "You can say that."

That, that!

Is the original owner's bookshelf that appeared out of thin air also like this?

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"If you're interested, I can take you to where we live later."

"it is good."

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Halftime break.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me.

a bit tired.

so tired.

It’s still the same restaurant.

It was still the man in black who was almost invisible under the light.

Still the same layered clothes.

Still that wide veil.

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I walked towards him.

Walk to the seat next to him.

Bit sad.

It's really a bit sad.

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He looked at me, a light flashing in his eyes.

He took off his outermost black veil and draped it over my shoulders.

It turns out that the fabrics he put on were wrapped layer by layer.

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Although it's not cold in this room.

But it also increased the temperature a little.

That black veil has no taste at all.

There is no scent of soap, no fragrance of detergent, no smell of skin, no smell of clothes drying in the sun, and no smell of brand new clothes.

No taste at all.

As if it never existed

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Just as he leaned over to help me adjust my veil.

The veil covering his face fell away.

That's a picture...

What kind of face?

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Ok.

Even without the veil, I couldn't see the face clearly.

It's just a face that can't be seen clearly.

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No, he covered his face again.

It's not clear at all.

Face to face but can't see clearly.

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It's like automatic coding at 360 degrees.

I can't see anything beyond my eyes.

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Those eyes were as dark and bright as ever.

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But although, I can't see the face clearly.

But I understand, I see.

That is another level of seeing.

I can't explain it.

But I was shocked.

I don't understand that feeling.

That was a picture that was not controlled by the brain and directly skipped the central nervous system...

A feeling deep in the soul.

Yes, a feeling deep in the soul.

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Very mysterious.

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I seem to have seen that person before.

Where have I seen it before?

I have seen this sister before.

Ok……

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I gently raised my hand and touched his cheek.

I know it's offensive.

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Well, I encountered it.

I touched it, but still couldn't see it clearly.

My fingers didn't blur because they touched his cheek.

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Is it just his face that has mosaics?

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He gently held my hand that was touching his face.

There was no emotion in his eyes.

I made up my mind and pinched his cheek.

A bit thin, not much meat.

Oh no... not this.

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The indentation left by pinching the skin with fingers was still not blurred.

So, his face is the only thing that is really unclear...