Author: Shining Milky Way

"I'm really sorry, but this is an accident. Who is that? Guest?" Evelyn tried hard to divert the director's attention. This time, it was as successful as she wished. The director immediately went to deal with the seemingly bigger trouble.

"Sorry, the guests let you see the joke, and you also saw that there was a little unexpected situation in this museum. Now the museum must be closed for rectification! I am very happy to see young people like you who love Egyptian culture, but it is really not the time to receive guests."

The old director said, moving towards the position of the hardwood cane he threw.

"Wow, magic wand?"

"What?"

The old director's face froze and he couldn't help but speed up.

"Oh, I mean I can help clean it up soon." Wu Jie walked out and said, "It may take a long time for you to clean up the place just by just two people."

Evelyn forced herself to add a sense of presence: "And this is really an accident."

"Listen to Evelyn! The [Battle of Kadieshi] of the son of Seti I, Ramses II, destroyed Syria, that's called an accident. This - it's clearly a disaster! Look at my library! Do you know why I left you here?!"

“Uh that’s because”

"Because she is the reincarnation of a princess?"

Wu Jie was so playful that he asked loudly.

The old director's expression froze. This sentence sounds like a joke to ordinary people, but for the old director who is highly powerful among the tomb guards clan, this sentence has other meanings.

Although it may be a joke, the old director dared not gamble.

"Thank you for your praise for me." Evelyn seemed very happy about Wu Jie's praise for her as a princess: "But reincarnation is unscientific, I."

"We are going to close the store! I will let her clean up! No matter how much energy and time she needs to spend!" The old director grabbed Evelyn and dragged her back: "And! I keep you here not because you are the reincarnation of a princess! It's not because you are the only one in a thousand miles who knows how to code books! It's because your parents had strongly sponsored this library before their lifetime! This is the reason! May they rest in peace."

Evelyn didn't know what was wrong with the curator today. She was so rude, but the next second, she would no longer have the energy to care about these things.

"I think it's a bit rude to ask a beautiful lady to clean up such a big mess."

With Wu Jie's words and a crisp snap of his fingers, the fallen bookshelf in the library began to recover, and the scattered books floated in the air and then returned to their positions one by one.

"So, I think we can have a good talk now, Director Madica of the Tombkeeper clan."

Ten minutes later, the director's office.

"Who are you? Is that magic? There is really magic in this world? Can I learn it? You are"

In the director's office, everyone was holding a cup of hot tea in their hands.

"Evelyn! Go out!"

Under the director's stern scolding, Evelyn reluctantly gave up and pestered Wu Jie and was kicked out of the office.

"Sorry, she is the child of my friend. She died both of her parents since childhood. She is currently my student and the staff of our library. She is a little impulsive to do things. Please try it. The oriental tea I treasure. Unfortunately, it is popular in Europe to put milk or sugar in tea. It is difficult to drink this kind of tea. These teas are just an occasional opportunity, which I got from a group of oriental travelers."

The old director was completely different at this moment, and he could not see the previous look of rushing them out. He looked like a homely old friend.

"Courtess Madigarh, when will your tribe members arrive?"

Director Madigar, who brought the tea to his mouth, froze his movements. Chu Xuan broke through the window paper in one sentence and said the old director's real intention.

"You can see that I'm calling for reinforcements?"

The old director clenched his hands slightly and asked expressionlessly.

"Is it hard to guess? We all said that you are from the Tomb Guardian clan. It is strange that you don't call for help in this situation, right?" Wu Jie picked up the tea and drank it all. After drinking it, he did not forget to smack his lips and commented: "Director, first of all, we are not hostile, otherwise we wouldn't have been with you here for so long. Do you really think the museum's defense can stop us? If we really want to attack you, do you think I can stop my motivation?"

"Reciting the power? Is that kind of spell? I can't stop it." The old director nodded undeniably and said, "There is no need for casting materials, no need for casting spells, no need for casting time. This kind of spell does not exist in my understanding."

“Don’t exist?”

"Don't you know?" The old director seemed to accept his fate. He slowly said: "Spells, time, and spell casting materials are necessary conditions for casting spells."

"Spells are the way to call for magic, and time is the process of waiting for the magic to echo, and the casting materials can help us cast spells better. In ancient times, some powerful people could not use casting materials, and the time could be shortened, but I have never known that spells that casting spells do not require spells."

"Imoton needs it too?"

When the name Imoton was said, the old director stared at Wu Jie in front of him, his eyes full of hesitation.

"If you want to turn on the toxin magic, my suggestion is OK, but it is not necessary." Wu Jie said without panic: "First of all, I have a special physique. Not to mention that I am immune to all poisons, but at least I can resist most of the toxins, even magic toxins."

"Secondly, if I really get poisoned, I can also understand the poison by taking out my internal organs."

Looking at the shocked curator, Wu Jie asked with a smile: "Do you need me to demonstrate it?"

“No need.”

The director had no choice. Although he still couldn't accept that a human being (Wu Jie temporarily pinched his face) could perform this kind of physical poison, he was sure that his [Apophis Tooth] would not have any effect on Wu Jie.

If Wu Jie would be hurt by this magic, then he would never be able to drink the tea contained in the cup engraved with the Apophist totem, under the premise that he already knew this magic.

"So, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I said, we are here to discuss cooperation." Chu Xuan pushed his glasses and said, "We will provide you with an undeniable condition."

"Tell me." The old director didn't think there were any conditions that would make him, the person who stepped into the coffin with half his foot, unable to refuse.

Chu Xuan turned his head to the door and said loudly: "How about helping Egypt independence?"
Chapter completed!