The Formula (1)

Angele asked Nancy to go to Ivan for the servant contract. He then closed the door and walked upstairs.

It was dark in the house. His footsteps echoed in the living room.

Angele walked to the study on the second floor and pushed the door open carefully.

Inside the room, the crystal lamp was still glowing under the piece of black cloth. The dim light penetrated the cloth and slightly brightened up Angeles’ sight.

He closed the door, walked to the table and sat down slowly.

On the surface of the wooden table, there was a notebook with the knowledge system of enchantment recorded on it.

Angele removed the black cloth, grabbed the feather pen from the side, and was about to finish the work.

Suddenly, a blue light dot flashed on his right middle finger and some smoke slowly rose from the nail.