Chapter 2 Mysteries of Magic (Please Subscribe!!!)_1

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When Marvin returned to the captain's quarters, Yuniya had already fallen asleep under the covers, and Levin sat behind the nearly two-meter-wide desk, flipping through the dictionary with Fat Orange and Little Black by the dim light of the kerosene lamp.

Edward never slept on a bed, and it was never clear why he would forsake a soft, comfortable mattress to transform into a bat and hang from the ceiling, perhaps...

It was a habit of the Blood Tribe, after all.

Marvin wasn't sure either.

"Boss, you're back."

At the sound of the door opening, Levin looked up, took off his glasses, and massaged his dizzy head as he asked, "How's the situation?"

"All normal."

Marvin closed the heavy iron door softly, sat down at the desk, and glanced at the two bowls of suspicious thick soup in the corner, "The Serge brothers brought this?"