Chapter 25

The Ancient One doesn't even know the name of the Time Variance Authority?

Su Quan was even more relaxed: "Do you know why I came? I have a Time Stone, the Time Stone on this timeline!"

The Ancient One was very surprised that two Time Stones appeared at the same point in time, but she is the Sorcerer Supreme, a master of time after all.

After the surprise, she quickly reacted: "You want to learn the time magic in [The Book of Cagliostro]?"

Su Quan shrugged, non-committal.

The Ancient One was curious why Su Quan didn't learn from another 'self' in the Void, after all, he had already learned the Mirror Dimension.

"I can lend you [The Book of Cagliostro], but only in Kamar-Taj; you know, it concerns the future."

If [The Book of Cagliostro] is not in Kamar-Taj, Kaecilius would have no way to summon Dormammu through the dark magic in the book.

"Next time, I want to see your magic more now."

"Good!"

The Ancient One smiled, and her right foot tapped lightly on the ground.

In an instant, the ground rolled over like dominoes being pushed over.

Su Quan jumped to dodge, and the system prompt sounded.

"Ding!"

"Combat detected, drop reward: Crimson Bands of Cyttorak (Ancient One)"

It is also the Crimson Bands, but the one controlling Kimiko is a magic tool, this one is magic!

The Ancient One floated gracefully in front of Su Quan, and the fan-shaped Rings of Raggadorr stabbed sharply at his shoulder.

"Bang!"

Su Quan's shoulder tilted back slightly, and he gave the Ancient One a wicked, rogue smile.

"Just this?"

The Ancient One smiled, and the Rings of Raggadorr in her hands performed a set of combos on Su Quan.

"Bang bang bang—bang bang bang—"

The two went back and forth, fighting fiercely together.

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Although the Ancient One is called a Sorcerer and uses magic, every sorcerer in Kamar-Taj, including her, has the heart of a melee fighter.

It’s just like Loki, who calls himself a sorcerer but uses two daggers like an assassin the moment he starts a fight.

He changed classes, but not entirely.

While the novice Loki was still asking how to play melee, the veteran Ancient One was already going "oh oh oh oh."

I have magic but I won't use it; hey, I’m just playing around.

Jokes aside, the Ancient One really is quite skilled at playing the melee sorcerer.

Especially the "Lightning Five-Link Whip"—it’s so fast that even with super speed, you can’t see the whip itself, only streaks of golden energy.

Lightning Five-Link Whip?

The Ancient One: Are you being polite?

"Bang!"

The Ancient One kicked out, used the momentum to backflip, and put some distance between herself and Su Quan.

"The Master of the Void is indeed very powerful."

Facing the Ancient One's praise, Su Quan shook his head with some regret: "Are you very short on money?"

The Ancient One was stunned: "Although I don't have much, I'm not short on it either. Why do you ask?"

Not short on money—if you aren't short on money, then use some special effects.

Winds of Watoomb, Shield of Seraphim, Sacred Sword of Vishanti, Bolts of Balthakk, Ikon of Hoggoth, Images of Ikonn—you should be putting those on display!

Especially the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak, use them! If you don't use them, how am I supposed to use them? If you don't use them, how am I supposed to show off—

A dignified Sorcerer Supreme facing a 'dimension traveler' without even a shred of competitive spirit? Where is the responsibility to protect Earth?

Have you just given up?

"I'm off. Next time, I'll treat you to the first cup of milk tea of autumn." Su Quan waved his hand 'desolately' and left the Mirror Dimension.

"..."

The Ancient One also left the Mirror Dimension, feeling confused. Su Quan's reaction gave her the feeling that she had disappointed him.

The problem is, what did she even do?

Master Mordo walked up with concern: "Teacher, are you alright?"

"I—I don't know." The Ancient One thought about it with a strange expression and asked: "Do you know what the 'first cup of milk tea of autumn' implies?"

"The first cup of milk tea of autumn? No, I don't. It should just be milk tea, right?"

Master Mordo was also baffled. The teacher asked about milk tea the moment she came out; could it be that she wants some?

But haven't you always just drunk regular tea?

The Ancient One nodded and asked again: "Are we short on money?"

"Money? We aren't short on money. Teacher, that person—you said he is the Master of the Void. What is the Void, and what is his purpose in coming here?"

Master Mordo couldn't quite grasp the teacher's meaning, so he simply changed the subject and asked about the mysterious visitor who had shattered the Shield of Seraphim with one punch.

"The Void is the end of the multiverse timeline. As for the intentions of the Master of the Void, Su Quan—"

The Ancient One shook her head. She had thought he wanted the Book of Cagliostro, but he just tested her with a few moves and left inexplicably.

"He shouldn't have any malice, but you should still maintain a certain level of respect when you see him in the future. This Master of the Void is stronger than I imagined, and unfathomable."

"Yes."

The strength of the Master of the Void had already been vividly displayed through that one punch and the teacher's reaction.

To this day, Master Mordo hadn't heard of anyone who could shatter the Shield of Seraphim with a single punch; even the teacher couldn't do it.

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Su Quan studied dimensional mirroring and astral projection for a while, packed the valuables from the safe into his backpack, and went downstairs.

"Martin." Su Quan beckoned to Li Martin, who had changed his clothes at some point.

Li Martin shuddered subconsciously and hurriedly trotted over with a nervous, apologetic smile.

"Boss, do you have any instructions?"

Su Quan handed him the backpack. Li Martin opened it, paused for a moment, and asked in a low voice, understanding the implication: "Do you want me to get rid of these?"

Su Quan nodded.

"Leave it to me."

Li Martin was very familiar with this kind of work. Wasn't it just turning stolen goods into cash? Back when he helped people smuggle in the snakehead organization, many people would use valuables to pay off their debts if they didn't have enough cash.

Su Quan wanted to pat his shoulder, but he dodged, then moved to the side and offered his other shoulder.

That shoulder was injured and hadn't healed yet.

How sensible!

Su Quan patted him with satisfaction: "Go ahead. Remember to come to work tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

Li Martin greeted Jessica Jones and the others, then left carrying the backpack.

Jessica Jones grabbed Su Quan's arm, pulled him aside, and asked in a low voice: "Did you hit him when you called him out earlier?"

Su Quan: "Did he say so?"

Jessica Jones shook her head: "I'm not blind. Can't I tell if he's injured? Even though he changed his clothes, you can still smell a faint scent of blood."

"He's already miserable enough."

"How miserable?"

"You don't know. In your hometown, he was the owner of a zipper factory, living a life that wasn't exactly wealthy with his wife. Later, he was suppressed by officials, so he had the idea of coming here to live."

"After finally saving up enough, his wife came first, only to find a new lover here."

"He smuggled himself here and saw many stowaways die in dark, cramped ship cabins; some died of severe dehydration, others from the abuse of the snakehead organization."

"Just when he finally saw hope, the ship took on water and capsized. Over two hundred people died, and there was only one survivor—him!"

Su Quan looked at Jessica Jones, who was feeling sentimental, and didn't know what to say.

All that talk about his wife finding a new lover, and being the only survivor out of two hundred people—it was all a lie to elicit sympathy.

If he hadn't used reason to convince him by beating him first, Li Martin would probably have told him the same thing.