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Leaving the office, Chris went backstage to find Sindella.
This woman was as cold as ice, even on stage, with an expressionless face. Her aloof temperant didn't make people dislike her. It was the nobility born from her bloodline and a unique aura that could turn people into simps in an instant.
"Hello, Miss Sindella. I would like to learn magic from you, specifically magic that can combat demons and practical spells." Chris humbly said. Taking her as his ntor would be beneficial for him. After being taught by a seasoned magician, he could then practice and master magical skills and tricks in his own training room.
Sindella's beautiful eyes remained unfazed. "I won't teach you."
"Please, you must teach . In order to fight demons, for revenge, I must learn more powerful magic!" Chris said firmly.
"How do you know that you won't turn into another demon because of it?" Sindella sneered.
"That's because others lack determination, just like only those with weak willpower need to use the restroom," Chris said earnestly.
Pfft! Sindella couldn't help but chuckle. A subtle smile appeared on her usually taut and delicate face. "Your statent has no basis. I won't teach you. You may leave."
Chris took a deep breath. "I won't leave. I've searched for a long ti to find soone like you, a fellow magician. I've tried many thods, but I still haven't made any progress. I can assure you that I won't use magic for evil purposes. If you ever find unreliable or corrupted, you can end my sinful life at any ti."
Sindella's srizing eyes flickered as she assessed Chris. "A sinful life?"
"Yes, I'm a mafia boss. I control most of the bars and casinos. I'm also involved in the transportation industry, and I've invented many electrical devices. I have no regrets about what I've done. Effort brings rewards. I didn't co from a wealthy background; my starting point was very low. I need to work hard with any ans." Chris revealed openly, without concealing anything.
Sindella's expression beca even more intriguing. "Is that so? Whether you are corrupted or not has nothing to do with . I won't teach you. Leave."
"What if I insist on learning?" Chris said with determination. "Give a chance. Do I still have a chance?"
Chris's resolute tone caught Sindella's attention, and she looked at him intently. Her red lips parted slightly. "Fine. I'll give you a challenge. If you pass, I'll teach you."
"Go ahead," Chris's gaze sharpened. Was the mont of the challenge finally here?
Sindella waved her jade hand, and a magic map appeared. "In New York, there was a vampire who used to attack mbers of our council. This compass will guide you to track him down. Find him, kill him, and bring back his head to ."
Chris accepted the compass, and the pointer on it indicated a direction. "I will complete the mission. Is there a ti limit?"
Sindella's expression turned playful. "It's currently 9 PM. You have until tomorrow night at 9 PM."
"If I manage to finish it in ten hours, will you give a special reward?" Chris asked with a smile.
Sindella glanced at Chris with her captivating eyes. "What do you want?"
"Nothing much, just want to see your smile. ntor, you look beautiful when you smile!" Chris chuckled.
"Get lost!" After Chris left, Sindella couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile. Indeed, it was truly radiant~
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After leaving the grand theater, Carter was imdiately teleported back to the Goddess Island. She had been thoroughly fucked and needed so ti to rest.
anwhile, Chris purchased so vampire-fighting tools from the Conqueror Store, including a high-power ultraviolet flashlight. What vampires fear most is the ultraviolet rays of the sun, which causes the vampire's characteristic monstrous cells to burn up quickly.
Following the direction indicated by the compass, Chris drove ahead on the road.
Nightti in New York was filled with dazzling lights and revelry. As one of the most developed cities in the United States, New York concealed countless sins and darkness within its streets.
Prostitutes, drugs, and robberies were all visible, chaos being the defining word here. But when compared to Gotham, this was child's play. The nights in Gotham City were truly chaotic. You never knew when a bullet might fly past you, and the person sitting next to you could be a murderer from a recent case.
Chris had no interest in the prostitutes soliciting on the street corners. He had plenty of won waiting for him at ho, young and mature, slender and voluptuous - he had every type of woman he wanted and they were all superb!
As the compass got closer to the target, yet it seed to start drifting a bit.
Frowning, Chris handed the compass over to the Conqueror Store for inspection.
"A defective compass: It appears to be a compass for locating a specific source, but it is damaged and will malfunction when a certain distance from the target is reached. Repair requires a cost of 5.000 CP!"
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