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Time flies, and the years pass by, and the morning in Pandragorn is still as warm as the past.

The entire city seems to have no change compared to the past, and it is still the crowded traffic.

But in the center of St. George's Grand Plaza, a huge statue more than 20 meters high stood at some point.

The statue wore a crowned robe, with long hair casually scattered behind him, and on his fingers, he wore ten similar rings, looking into the distance, with compassion for the heavenly beings.

Under the statue, there are a bunch of fresh flowers and some blessings. There are many people in the square.

There was a family of three, middle-aged and old. After delivering the flowers, they all solemnly bowed deeply to Solomon.

That is a statue of Solomon.

Not only Pandragorn, but also in major important squares of countries such as Beichen EU.

Solomon gave up everything he had and saved billions of lives in both worlds. The achievements he had made were not an exaggeration to be regarded as a god.

People were grateful to Solomon and moved by his spirit of sacrifice, and this statue was also jointly decided by the whole Britannians.

Of course, in some cities near the sea, there are statues of white beards, and in the Garden of Eden there are statues of King Arthur. Behind this square, there is an abyss museum, where people explain everything that happened in the abyss.

All of this is to make people no longer forget their heroes like Whitebeard, and let people remember history.

"It has been more than eight years since the abyss invasion that year..."

Under Solomon's statue, a purple-haired girl looked up at the magic king and said.

The girl's face is delicate and small, and she looks smart and cute.

"yes."

Beside her, the young man wearing a big windbreaker also raised his head and said with deep eyes.

The young man is tall, at least 1.9 meters above, and is in his twenties. He has a very inconsistent vicissitudes of life, with clear facial features and deep eyes, and a standard appearance of a handsome European and American man.

"It is because of him that we can live like today, rather than becoming an irrational monster, wandering aimlessly on the ruins."

"Eight years ago, I was only fourteen years old," said the girl. "My father was worried that the scene was too bloody and would leave me with psychological shadows, so he forbidden me to watch the live broadcast at that time. Now all the images about the abyss can be seen can only be movies..."

The young man looked at the girl for a moment and said, "You have a good father. Such a picture really shouldn't be what you should see at that age."

"But I heard that some people on that battlefield were even about the same age as me," said the girl.

"They are magicians."

"Magic..."

The girl raised her head and looked up at Solomon's face.

"This hero who saved two worlds is also a magician.

Since I was a child, I heard my father say that there are magicians in this world, and my classmates have also believed in this.

But I have never seen it before. In the past eight years, there is not a single world about magicians. There are many news about mutant plants and mutant animals."

As the tree of life influences this world, the magic power gradually becomes abundant, and all animals and plants in this world will gradually evolve independently.

So are humans, but because the people around them are the same, their feelings are not obvious.

However, if someone is interested in checking the hospital records, you will find that the number of people suffering from illness has decreased significantly, and most of them are trauma.

"You said... are there really magicians in this world?"

The girl turned her head and looked at the young man, her eyes flashing with excitement, "Will there be no magician in this world at all? Everything is a lie made up by the Britanian royal family!"

"Helen, we're dating now." The young man said helplessly, "Don't show your journalist occupational illness at this time."

"All right……"

"But..." A glimmer flashed in the young man's eyes, "I think if the magician really exists, it should be hidden among ordinary people in order not to cause panic among ordinary people, and live in a corner of this city as the habit of ordinary people."

"Puchi--" Helen couldn't help laughing, "Do you think magicians and ghosts are still hidden in ordinary people."

The young man smiled embarrassedly.

"Okay, those things that are too far away from us are not something we should care about," Helen said, looking at the young man.

"But...Sherlock, we've been dating for almost three months. Can you tell me what you're doing now?"

"What can I do? I am an ordinary student who is about to graduate from a rural technical school." Sherlock said half-jokingly, "The kind that can't be found online is at most inheriting the teacher's grocery store."

"Teacher's grocery store? Why did you inherit your grocery store?" Helen frowned.

"My teacher has no children. It was originally inherited by me, one of my senior brothers, but after my senior brother got married, he traveled around the world with his wife, so I could only inherit it." Sherlock said helplessly.

"..." Helen looked at Sherlock with a suspicious look on her face, "You don't look like an ordinary grocery store owner."

It seemed that he wanted to ask something else. The ringtone of the mobile phone on his body temporarily relieved Sherlock. Helen took out the phone in her pocket and connected it, and a few minutes later.

She raised her head helplessly and looked at Sherlock and said.

"Another mutant animals appeared, and the newspaper asked me to go and interview witnesses urgently."

"But isn't it a holiday today?" Sherlock frowned.

"The news will not be on holiday," Helen said, picking up the shoulder bag on the ground and carrying it on her side. "And the labor protection law will not guarantee your rights and interests while also ensuring your work."

"Okay..." Sherlock said helplessly, "Then let's make an appointment next time..."

Helen smiled, stood on tiptoe, gave Sherlock a sweet kiss on the cheek, then looked at him with a slightly red cheek and said with a burning look.

"You are mysterious, but I just like your mystery. Sooner or later, I will peel off the secrets that you hide from your appearance layer by layer..."

As he said that, he turned around and walked to the street with his backpack in a very casual manner and stopped a taxi and left the square.

Only Sherlock stood staggeringly.

After a moment, Sherlock touched his face and smiled.

But, it seemed that I had noticed something, turned my head and looked into the distance, murmured softly.

"Is another one in..."

As he said that, his whole body turned into a black wind and disappeared from the spot...

That is changing shapes.
Chapter completed!