In the evening, Merlin's Ford was parked downstairs at an investment firm on Wall Street.He opened the car door and saw the sign at the entrance to the glittering building.It looked like a chaotic invisible light, shaped by the artists into a very abstract gesture.And on that strange logo, the name of this investment company is inscribed."
BlackHalo" "Blacklight Investments..."
Merlin silently read the name, he thought it should mean something special, but unfortunately he didn't understand it.It's like he doesn't know the owner of the building and the company.He just knew that a powerful half-demon named Daemon owned this place.As early as 91, when he came to Manhattan, there was a strong demonic aura entrenched here, and after 4 years, the dark aura here not only did not weaken, but faintly strengthened.That gesture was like that of a demon lord who had smuggled into the world, and this Lord Dimon didn't seem to have any intention of hiding himself at all.Four years ago, it took almost no effort for Merlin to find out about this Lord Damon.He was ostensibly a very generous investor, willing to invest large sums of money in any worthy idea, and was the most generous angel in the minds of all entrepreneurs in all of New York.And because His Excellency Dimon has an extremely accurate vision of investment, and every investment can pay off a large return, he has a very good reputation among the capitalists on Wall Street.Merlin straightened his casual suit, picked up his handbag, and walked into the investment company.In the rows of seats in the company lobby, at this time when dinner should be eaten, there are still many entrepreneurs with dreams, waiting for the opportunity to be summoned by Mr.
Damon.The pretty sister at the front desk greeted Merlin with a formulaic beautiful smile and asked, "Sir, can I do anything for you?"
”"I'll talk to Mr.
Dimon about something."
Merlin said with the same hypocritical smile, "Something very important. ”"What's your name, please?"
The young lady asked again, and Merlin whispered, "My name is Merlin." ”The young lady lowered her head and checked the appointment record for today, and after a few minutes, she said to Merlin, "I'm sorry, Mr.
Merlin.But you have not made an appointment with Mr.
Damon, if you really want to visit Mr.
Damon, please leave your information and contact information, if Mr.
Dimon has time, he will contact you. ”"No, ma'am."
Merlin took something out of his pocket and put it in front of the beautiful young lady, and he said, "I have an appointment." ”Merlin's fingers moved away, revealing the burnt black metal badge, the inverted pentagram on the badge that began to shine with a strange light after Merlin injected a touch of magic into it, much to the surprise of the young lady at the front desk.Her expression changed slightly, as if she thought Merlin was making fun of her with something she didn't know what the hell.However, just as the young lady was about to call the security guard, the phone in her hand suddenly rang.The young lady put the microphone to her ear, and after a few seconds, with that formulaic smile on her face again, she made a "please" gesture to Merlin in the most elegant gesture, and said in the sweetest voice: "Please come with me, Mr.
Merlin."
Mr.
Dimon is waiting for you. ”Merlin put away his badge, nodded, and followed the perfectly built young lady into the elevator amid the envious and jealous gazes of those seeking investors behind him.Two minutes later, Merlin came to the top floor of the Black Light Building, and the young lady at the front desk politely pushed open the heavy, gorgeous red wooden door in front of him.The moment the door was pushed open, an aura that was at least 5 times purer than Merlin's dark magic almost rushed to his face, making Merlin's eyes under his glasses shine with a fluctuating light.He reached out and pushed his glasses, smiled at the young lady beside him, and walked into the office in front of him.It was a luxurious office, larger than Merlin's entire house, but it didn't have much to offer, and it looked a little empty.A sumptuous red carpet was laid out on the floor, the luxurious gold wire curtains were half-opened, and the last rays of the setting sun shone through the windows into the office, reflecting a cold glow on the precious mahogany desk.Behind the desk, sat a young man.He looked a little more mature than Merlin, wearing a black suit, neatly combed black hair, and a pair of black eyes, looking very stable, just like those real business tycoons.Mr.
Dimon seemed to be on business business as Merlin walked into the office, scanking through a document and waving for Merlin to sit aside.He seemed to be very comfortable with his role, at least with the casual wave of his hand just now, it was full of the smell of an upper-class elite.Merlin didn't bother Damon.If he could, he didn't want to have a grudge against the half-demon in front of him, and he didn't even want to contact him.Damon's strength is far above him, this half-demon, almost the most powerful of all the magic-related characters Merlin has seen so far.It's like a quiet flame, and although it looks peaceful, it doesn't mean that it doesn't have the ability to incinerate the world.A few minutes later, Dimon picked up his pen and stumbled his name on the document in front of him, which he closed and set aside.Then he looked up and looked at Merlin sitting on the couch.A hint of doubt flashed in Damon's black eyes, and he said to Merlin, "I just sensed your breath, and for a moment, I almost thought I was wrong.Your technique of concealing your aura is very skillful, and it cannot but be admired.But what I'm more curious about is that the 'son' of a three-palace demon came to me for what?
”The half-demon said bluntly, "Is it to deliver the news for your father?"
”"Nope."
Merlin shook his head, and he tossed the badge in his hand to Damon, who took it in his hand, and only glanced at it, and the brow on his handsome face rose high.He stood up, propped his hands on the table, and said to Merlin, "Where did you find this?"
”"Hell's Kitchen, a bunch of enchanted thugs."
Merlin said, "They don't know where to find an altar that can communicate with hell, and fortunately that group of people is a real layman, and they only used a bunch of erroneous runes to sacrifice, otherwise...
I guess I didn't come looking for you. ”"This emblem was found in that altar."
Merlin coughed lightly, he looked at Damon, and he said, "I serve an institution, and this matter is under my jurisdiction, so I took the liberty to come to visit, just to ask, Lord Damon, do you have any ideas for developing believers in Hell's Kitchen?"
”"I didn't do it."
Damon tipped the emblem to his fingertips as he walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and looked out over the bustling Manhattan neighborhood below.With a wave of his hand, a lit cigar appeared in front of Merlin, who reached out to catch it, and also to catch Damon's kindness.In the afterglow of the setting sun, the silent half-demon turned around, letting the golden light spread over himself, he put his hands behind his back, and said to Merlin in a calm tone: "I was tired of recruiting believers and forming a cult 20 years ago. ”"And, Mr.
Merlin, I don't know if you realize that in this day and age, the role of money has been magnified without limit.In the past, people gave everything they longed for power, or dignity, or power, and so on. ”"But now, those young people with dreams are pleading with beings like me...
Just money. ”With a nonsensical smile on his face, Damon spread his hands: "As long as I spill meaningless money, there are countless people to do anything I want to do for me, and anything I want will be put in front of me as quickly as possible, even the soul, the most important soul, money can buy a lot...""
In this case, you think, I'm going to look for a bunch of...
Well, the little bastard?
Do you think I'd be looking for that kind of scum as my followers?
”Merlin's explanation was impossible to refute, and in fact, after seeing the power that Dimon had, Merlin didn't think that those thugs would have anything to do with someone of his status.But that badge is really related to Damon.The change in his expression just now was not as good as Merlin's."
And this badge?"
Merlin asked, "What's the deal with that badge?"
The magical aura on that thing is exactly the same as your Excellency's breath, which can't be faked. ”"Well, if I'm not mistaken."
Daemon said with a gloomy face, "This should be my dear sister's doing." ”He sighed and whispered, "You may not understand, Mr.
Merlin, when twin siblings have the misfortune to inherit power from their devil father, stories tend to go badly...
It's like those traditional, disgusting tragic stories. ”"My mother taught me to be an upright person, I couldn't, and my dark nature forced me to keep searching for souls.But at least I'm trying to suppress myself. ”"It's a pity that Satana doesn't think so.She seems to adore our dark father more than our gentle mother.Especially after her mother's departure, her pursuit of dark forces became more and more unscrupulous.This disappointed me that I was walking on a different path than her, but unfortunately, my sister seemed to think that I was on the wrong path, and she wanted to pull me back on the 'right' path all the time. ”In the afterglow of the setting sun, Dimon strolled over to Merlin.Looking at Merlin, he said, "Thank you for bringing me this badge, which gave me some insight into some of Satana's intentions in advance.Go back to your world, Lord Merlin, and I'll send someone to deal with it. ”"Okay, then I'll just let it go."
Merlin nodded to Damon, who was still calm in front of him, and he planned to leave.For a half-demon like them, it wasn't reassuring to be around a much more powerful kind.Although Damon is not the son of the third house and does not have any conflict of interest with Merlin, the half-demon is mostly paranoid and insane, and Merlin does not want to cause any more trouble after the matter has been resolved.But just as he took a few steps, Damon's deep voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Mr.
Merlin, I suddenly forgot that you helped me solve a problem, and I haven't rewarded you yet."
That's rude. ”"You killed Maurice, didn't you?"
Damon's question made Merlin stop, and he turned and nodded.Damon's expression didn't change in the slightest, and he said, "Then let me advise you, what you took from Morris, you'd better digest it quickly...
I have also heard of the tragedies of the sons of the three palaces in every era, and if you continue to wander around with it, you may soon become the target of your mad brothers. ”"What do you mean?"
Merlin frowned and asked, "I've already used the shard." ”"No, it's not use, it's digestion!"
Damon shook his head, and he said, "People like you and me are born to live in darkness, and darkness is our strength.But if you have never been a member of the darkness, how can you control them?
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”"The power of Morris is like ice, you are water, and the power of the three houses is very peculiar, and each wisp of power it gives to its sons is rich in different 'characteristics'."
With his hands behind his back, Dimon looked at Merlin in front of him and said, "In my eyes, ice cubes are shaking in the water, but the two are not yet one.In other words, Mr.
Merlin, you have not yet touched the characteristics of that power.I'm curious...
How did you, who are as simple as a blank sheet of paper, survive for so long?
”"Really?"
Merlin's brow furrowed high, Dimon shouldn't be bored enough to joke with him about such a thing, so Merlin began to reflect on whether he really hadn't completely assimilated Maurice's power.After a few minutes, Merlin whispered, "I don't quite understand what you mean, Mr.
Damon.But I still want to thank you for the reminder, and besides, I'm curious, as a powerful half-demon, why would you stay in a place like Wall Street?
”"Good question!"
A smile finally appeared on Damon's face, and when he laughed, there was a hint of weirdness, and he said, "The devils of the past used contracts and lies to deceive souls to fill their own hell. ”"But times are developing, technology is advancing, civilization is changing with each passing day, and the instinct from the devil makes me yearn to see the fall of the soul, but I will not use traditional contracts and lies, that is too uninspiring...
After entering an increasingly depraved human society, I finally found a more convenient and effective way to do it in this time. ”"That's money!
I've already said that. ”With a strange smile, Dimon said to Merlin: "Those capitalists praise me for my precise investment vision, but what is the use of money for an existence like mine?
I keep spilling money, what I desire is more precious..."
Daemon stretched out his left hand, and the howling soul tried to get rid of Damon's fingers, and the pale light of the soul illuminated Damon's face, and he closed his fingers, and said to Merlin in an oozing tone, "Soul!
This is my treasure!
”The strange scene in front of him made Merlin subconsciously take a step back, he looked at Damon, and said, "You remind me of an uncomfortable guy...
Mephistopheles, are you its heir?
The tone of your voice is exactly the same. ”"Mephistopheles?"
Damon pouted and smiled, he stared at Merlin, the sign of the inverted pentagram appeared in his black eyes, and he said, "No...
It's not that cunning bastard. ”"My father, called...""
Satan!"
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