As An Antique Shop Owner, It's Only Reasonable That I Know A Bit Of Magic - Chapter 108

Watching the troubled Loren leave, Su Fan gently tapped his fingers on the desk.

A moment later, a smile appeared on his face.

[Your assistance to Loren has once again hindered “Its” actions.]

Who else could the prompt be referring to?
Naturally, it was the entity that had previously made a contract with the astrologer ghost.

Su Fan hadn’t expected to get involved with it again so soon.

This was the very definition of fated enemies crossing paths.

This guy really was casting a wide net, even having contracts with human families.

Based on Su Fan’s deduction, the other party was most likely a demon, and a humanoid one at that.

It had been moving among humans for a long time. Given a demon’s ability to deceive and manipulate, Loren probably stood no chance against it.

[Can the Suppress Evil Talisman work on a demon? And how effective would it be?]

Su Fan began to ponder.

First, he had taken the demon’s contracted evil spirit, and now he was obstructing its transformation of the woman from the contracted family.

The feud was officially on.

Making an enemy of a demon naturally meant a fight to the death.

Since it was a fight to the death, it seemed perfectly reasonable for Su Fan to figure out how to kill this unseen enemy.

Exterminating demons and evil spirits could be considered acting in the name of justice.

As for the first step, it was naturally to use the Clear Heart and Suppress Evil Talismans to cause some trouble for that demon, while also testing its strength.

Unknowingly, it was already noon.

With nothing else to do, Su Fan pulled out a piece of paper.

As he continued to fold the paper, it gradually took on a concrete outline.

Once finished, Su Fan placed the paper frog in his palm, blew a breath onto it, and waited quietly.

One second… two seconds…

Nearly half a minute passed, and the paper frog remained motionless. Su Fan finally lowered his hand.

Still unsuccessful.

Previously, while observing the astrologer ghost manifest the images from the Tarot cards and give them life, Su Fan had gained some insight.

But this insight was too little, not enough for him to learn a new supernatural ability.

He had tried before, asking the astrologer ghost to recreate the Tarot patterns in front of him again.

But after watching for a long time, the results were minimal.

Su Fan wasn’t in a hurry, though. He began to practice.

Repeating the process multiple times would eventually lead him to find some clues.

“Knock, knock, knock…”

A sound came from the door.

Su Fan went to open it.

“This is your delivery. Please sign for it.”

After signing his name, Su Fan carried the box back into the shop, feeling a wave of nostalgia for his previous life.

The satisfaction of next-day delivery was something he hadn’t experienced in a long time.

E-commerce and online shopping had started earlier here than in the eastern nation across the sea, but the development speed was far slower.

Back when Su Fan first acquired his swordsmanship, he had been searching everywhere for a way to forge a sword.

And this sword had only just now been delivered to him.

Unwrapping the packaging and opening the box, Su Fan finally saw the long sword he had been waiting for.

Its appearance was plain and unadorned, but Su Fan didn’t care in the slightest.

Compared to the crowbar, this was a significant step up in looks.

You can’t be too picky.

There were no worries about strength; modern metal forging techniques were definitely superior to ancient ones.

Then again, what truly harmed the enemy wasn’t the sword itself, but Su Fan’s supernatural abilities.

He drew the sword from its scabbard and tried swinging it a couple of times.

The balance was good; it felt comfortable to use.

Confirming it was sharpened, Su Fan focused his mind.

The sword left his hand, automatically floating in the air, and slowly began circling around the shop.

The space was a bit too narrow…

He really wanted to test the maximum attack range of his sword-control technique.

But being in a bustling city made it difficult to fully utilize it.

Su Fan recalled the travel vouchers Carl had sent him.

That might be a good place to test the sword.

However, he needed to deal with the demon he had recently crossed paths with before he could travel with peace of mind.

Su Fan retrieved the flying sword from the air, sheathed it, put it away, disposed of the garbage, and once again began his daily studies.
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Some distance away, in New Orleans…

In a luxurious mansion, a woman with a gaunt, sickly face sat in a wheelchair, her eyes vacant.

Sunlight streamed through the window, falling on her withered, tangled hair, like light spray on a clump of dead weeds.

In front of her, a doctor was fiddling with medication, seemingly preparing to inject it into her.

But in reality, his eyes kept glancing around the room.

He had been hired by this wealthy family to treat the woman before him.

“Treatment” was a loose term; it mainly involved injecting her with Chlorpromazine daily.

The doctor could tell the family didn’t care about this woman; they just wanted her to remain a quiet, compliant puppet.

He couldn’t accept this. Moreover, the eerie atmosphere here made him eager to uncover its secrets.

So, he made a bold decision.

He came here every day but substituted the medication.

In fact, he had succeeded.

Although the woman still appeared dazed every day, her thinking was gradually recovering bit by bit.

As she recovered, a figure appeared by her side more and more frequently.

The man’s form was dreamlike and illusory, invisible to everyone else. He whispered in the woman’s ear.

“Do you remember? I said your fate would change, that everything would get better.”

“I remember…”

“The time for change is coming, my dear. I found her, your daughter.”

“She is in a place as dark as this one.”

“She is still alive…”

Upon hearing the man’s words, the woman’s previously empty eyes suddenly brightened.

“I want to see her! I need to see her!”

“Then you must awaken, take control of everything, use the power that already belongs to you.”

The man’s voice was full of temptation.

“Awaken… awaken… AWAKEN!”

In the villa, a tear fell from the woman’s eye.

Beside him, a man unseen by everyone else, revealed a smug smile.

But at that moment, the smile on his lips suddenly froze, and his eyes widened slightly.

He had lost track of the girl.

That crucial girl.

This shouldn’t be possible.

He gritted his teeth, his expression anxious and angry.

The contract was buried deep within the bloodline of every member of the Mayfair family. Once the girl’s abilities awakened, he could sense her location.

This connection, passed down through generations, had never been broken!
What had happened!
The man paced back and forth.

He was imprisoned in this estate, his true form unable to leave, so his perception of the outside world was extremely limited.

Damn it!

The spirit he owned had suddenly lost contact some time ago.

And now, even Loren, who had a contract with him and was destined to become a witch, was slipping from his control?

No… no, no, no…

The man resolved in his heart that he must uncover the truth behind all this!