Wizards Under Cthulhu

　　 Listening to Miranda's impatient tone, Norman's suspended heart gradually calmed down.

　　 "Well, call me again if you have something big!" Miranda hurriedly interrupted the conversation with Norman.

　　 Even if he reminded himself that it is best not to sleep, Norman soon felt drowsy after resting his head on the soft pillow.

　　 After a short while, Norman breathed evenly.

　　 When Norman woke up the next day, it was already the morning of the next day.

　　 The surroundings are very quiet, I can hear the sounds of birds outside, and I can also faintly hear the sounds of servants walking and talking not far away.

　　 After a night of sleep, Norman felt a lot more energetic.

　　Getting off the bed, Norman stretched.

　　 "Norman, are you awake?" Mother Mead's voice came from outside the door.

　　 "I woke up." Norman hadn't had this feeling of waking up from his sleep for a long time.

　　 In his memory, sleep is not a pleasant thing.

　　 But after waking up this morning, Norman felt that his whole body was very relaxed.

　　Opening the door, Mother Mead still maintains a meticulous hairstyle and neat dress.

　　 And Norman looked a little embarrassed when he restrained himself from using witchcraft.

　　Mother Midea's expression did not change, but her eyes quickly swept Norman.

　　 Subconsciously, Norman felt guilty in his heart, and smiled awkwardly: "Grandma waits for me for a few minutes, I will freshen up."

　　 Sister Midea nodded, turned and walked towards her room.

　　 At this moment, Norman suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

　　It was a few minutes, and when Norman washed up, he realized how effective cleaning is for a wizard.

　　 When he came to Sister Mead’s living room, he saw Tony winking at him imperceptibly.

　　 "Grandma, did you find anything?" Norman hurriedly shifted Madam Middle's attention to another place.

　　 "I saw other wizards!" Sister Midea frowned slightly.

　　 "Other wizards?" It was not Norman but Tony who surprised the most. His eyes were wide open, and some blamed why Mother Mead didn't say it earlier.

"I talked to him. He belongs to a small team of the Yate Group. They have been investigating this village for five years. I know some information from his mouth. Of course, I don't know if the information is true." Mead The mother was not surprised by Tony's excitement, she threw him a soothing look.

　　 "Yate Group?" Norman immediately appeared in the mind of Yate Group's information, and then focused on the newspaper, "What's the news?"

　　Yate Group is a communications-oriented group company. The Wizarding World, 50% of the magic pattern film and television are supported by hardware provided by the Yate Group.

　　 Tony didn't speak, caution appeared on his face, calculation in his eyes.

　　 "They discovered this place five years ago. Not only they, but also some wizards who went on a wizarding journey. At most, dozens of wizards existed here at the same time!"

　　 "In the first two years, the wizard used various methods to test this place, including trying to hurt the villagers here. However, once they used magic and spiritual power, they would disappear inexplicably and then appear outside the barrier."

　　 "The witch potion is completely useless here. The witch potions they know about have basically been tried and failed! The most important thing is that everything here behaves harmlessly! No wizard has ever been injured or killed here!"

"In the next few years, there were fewer and fewer wizards guarding here. They suspected that the entropy thing here only limits the ability of ordinary people, and has no other effect at all! In the end, within the group, he was the only one who kept guard ..."

　　 Sister Midea recounted the information she had inquired.

　　 The wizard who provided information to Mother Mead was called Frit Baron, a second-level elemental wizard, and a C-level member of the Special Operations Department of the Yate Group.

　　 currently lives in a house at the end of the village.

　　 This information is of great help to the three people who have been perturbed.

　　 From the words of Mother Mead, the information provided by Flitt should be more than 90% credible.

　　 "If he said, why are there fewer and fewer wizards here?" Tony immediately asked his own question.

　　 "He didn't mention it!" Mother Mead shook her head.

　　 "Maybe, the number of times to enter here is limited." Norman has seen many peculiar cases about different entropy things, and this reason happens to explain Tony's problem.

　　 And Tony asked no questions.

　　 What kind of group the wizards are, they are one of them, how can they not understand the psychology of wizards?

　　 will never give up this peculiar place easily, not to mention that it hides a lot of secrets at first glance.

　　 It’s good to sell the news even if it’s not clear by yourself.

　　 But after the three arrived, only Mother Midd saw the wizard named Flett.

　　 Then the wizard who entered before, why not reveal this next time.

"According to your statement, I have a guess." Tony saw Norman and Mead look at him at the same time, and slowly said: "If the number of times you go out reaches the upper limit, you will be teleported to a different place, and then about here. His memory will be completely lost!"

　　 Norman and Sister Mead nodded one after another, which explains why there are so few wizards here!

　　 The three of them were teleported out for the first time, and they didn't even have any special feelings. If it weren't for Fred and Wingon, they didn't realize they were teleported out at all.

　　 Obviously, the most important thing that Flitt did not talk about was probably to give them the illusion that they could use witchcraft unscrupulously, and then leave the village.

　　 "I think we can learn more from this wizard~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A smile appeared on the corner of Norman's mouth.

　　 "Yes, after all we are crowded, I don't believe it, even if I change one, I can make him tell the truth!" Tony immediately understood Norman's meaning.

　　 The two looked at each other and smiled.

　　 Just then, a rush of footsteps sounded.

　　 The three of them didn't dare to mobilize any mental energy, and they didn't notice until the sound of footsteps appeared at the door.

　　 "The three are here, the master asked me to invite the three to have breakfast together, and I can also participate in the cotton planting festival here with the master!" The butler was very polite this time, without the sense of alienation that I saw at first.

　　 Lille mentioned breakfast, and the three of them felt hungry at the same time.

　　 "Okay, thank you Master Thoreau for your hospitality!" The three stood up and followed Lille towards the front restaurant.

　　 In the restaurant, Thoreau was already seated in the host's seat, and saw the three of them smiling: "Three, please sit down."

　　 The three nodded and sat down one after another.

　　 A maid quickly put the food in front of the three of them.

　　 Even if they become wizards, the three of them still know the table manners of ordinary people.

　　 This meal was a pleasant one.

During the 　　 period, Thoreau also said a lot about the cotton festival.

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