A Certain Marvel Super Player

New Orleans.

A technology that is more mysterious than modern.

New Orleans, located in the southern part of the Union, has a name that has many connections with France.

In fact.

New Orleans is one of the few cities that is not only associated with witches, but also with werewolves, vampires and even magicians, and even has voodoo left in it.

In the past...

In that high-spirited era, black slaves from the African continent continued to come to the port of New Orleans and were then transported to various parts of the Union.

At that time, voodoo was practiced in Africa.

Nature.

In order to successfully capture those who tried to resist with voodoo, vampires, werewolves, and witches who were busy making money in the world followed the group of black slaves to New Orleans.

Basically, any extraordinary ability that sets foot in the Federation starts from New Orleans and then spreads.

even……

It is said that vampires and werewolves still exist in New Orleans to this day, and it is a well-recognized secret that New Orleans attracts tourists through its unique charm and becomes a food source for vampires.

Same rules as New York vampires.

However, Locke has not met the vampires in New York so far. It seems that every time he passes by, the vampires will avoid him.

That's magic.

And here in New Orleans?

Buzz!

A silver-white Audi had already left New Orleans at this moment, heading directly towards Lake Leary, the destination of this trip, like silver-white lightning.

inside the car.

Locke and Gwen, who called, reported that they were safe, then hung up the phone and looked at Carrie, who was sitting in the passenger seat next to her: "I thought there were a lot of vampires and werewolves in New Orleans."

Carrie looked at Locke: "No?"

Locke shook his head: "I can't say there is none, there are very few, and the taste is different."

Carrie opened her mouth.

"smell?"

"Um."

"..."

Locke looked at Carrie's eyes that were gradually becoming weird, then reacted and explained: "I'm talking about the smell, not the taste. I haven't eaten vampires or werewolves yet."

Carrie's eyelids twitched: "Still..."

Hey, do you really plan to taste a vampire or a werewolf if you have the chance?

If Carrie hadn't known Locke for so long, she would probably have thought Locke was a psychopath.

etc.

Locke?

Carrie was dazed for a moment, then confused.

After Locke over there finished speaking, he focused his attention on the road in front of him again.

What he sees, hears and feels will record those smells and characteristics.

but……

As for vampires, Locke had seen one, and he felt that it was a mutated vampire. Locke had never seen a genuine, serious vampire who was afraid of garlic and mercury.

Mavis?

Mavis is not a serious vampire, she is the daughter of a vampire and a witch. Let's put it this way, Mavis's bat body was not transformed with vampire abilities, but with her inherited witch power.

From a certain point of view, Mavis is not afraid of the sun at all, but Mavis doesn't seem to know it at all.

Anyway...

If they are diamond vampires, Locke is very familiar with their smell, but here in New Orleans, the smell is almost the same as the smell of vampires in New York City.

The reason why it is called similar is because Locke has never seen a vampire in New York City. Again, the vampires in New York City, even if they meet Locke himself, they all take a detour.

"never mind."

Locke smiled and looked at Carrie next to him: "Those bats shouldn't be involved."

His main experience of brushing orders now is in the ordinary world. If he can come to extraordinary brushing, there is no need to come. After all, it is a crushing game or a tailwind game. It doesn't matter who to choose.

after awhile.

Locke slowly parked the vehicle on the side of the road.

Open the door.

Locke took off the glasses on his face that were not made by the system, and looked at the crowd of people with some curiosity, heading towards Lake Leili as if they dared to gather.

"What...is this for?"

"Witch trials."

"What?"

Carrie, who was standing at the passenger door, heard this and couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound. Then, she saw the woman standing next to Locke.

Women are not the point, witches are.

Is this person a witch?

Locke glanced at the woman who spoke, smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand: "Locke Broughton, this is my sister, Carrie."

Cordelia Fox and Locke shook hands: "Fox, Cordelia Fox."

"So……"

Cordelia looked at Locke curiously: "Mr. Broughton, didn't you and your sister come here to attend the witch trial gathering?"

Locke shook his head: "No."

One thing to say.

Cordelia smiled and said: "If they don't come here to attend the witch trial gathering, then there are very few outsiders coming here, especially New Yorkers."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "I'm not a New Yorker."

"oh."

"I'm from Texas, ma'am."

Locke made a false gesture of raising his cowboy hat.

You are from New York, and so is your whole family.

New Yorker?

These days, apart from New Yorkers who are proud to say that they are New Yorkers, who else would rarely call themselves that?

I'm from Texas, the Lone Star State.

Texas Lone Star Cowboys!

The birthplace of the great cowboy, the place where demons and contracts travel, the mysterious place blessed by the lone star.

Of course.

In fact, when I say this sentence, there is still some other intention.

If the legends of New Orleans are about witches, vampires and werewolves, then the legends of Texas are about demons, evil spirits and the legendary land of hell.

What's there in New York?

I'm afraid I won't even get a hair.

Cordelia Fox looked at Locke, who raised his cowboy hat, and was slightly startled: "Really, you are from Texas?"

"Yes."

"Well, my bad."

Cordelia said this. She had some suspicions that Locke was referring to something, but she had no evidence.

but……

Just don't come here to take part in the witch trials.

Cordelia thought so in her heart, smiled with Locke and Carrie, said, "I hope you have fun." Then she left on her own.

after awhile.

Locke drove into the town and found a cafe that had been open for some time in the town. He found a seat by the window and sat down first.

Through the window, you can see very well the crowds of people setting off towards Lake Leri one after another, seemingly going to attend some kind of witch gathering.

Just right.

The proprietress of the cafe came over at this time and asked Locke what he wanted to order.

After Locke ordered two cups of coffee and a box of snacks, he looked at the landlady and asked curiously.

The landlady glanced at Locke and Carrie.

Then……

"Coming from out of town?"

"right."

"Just arrived."

"...That's right."

"No wonder, he's from New York."

"..."

Locke and Carrie looked at each other to confirm that no one had labeled their faces. Just now, Cordelia Fox seemed to have revealed their origins at a glance.

But Cordelia is a witch, so that's understandable.

But this boss lady in front of me?

Cheating?

The boss lady looked at the expression on Locke's face, smiled, and pointed to the Audi parked outside the window: "That's your car, right?"

Locke Game looked at the proprietress with an evil look and nodded.

What does the car have to do with New York? Audi is not only sold in New York City in the Commonwealth.

The next second.

The landlady smiled and said: "Unparalleled Assassin!"

I don't know why, but Locke feels like he already understands.

The proprietress then said that since January this year, there seem to be more New Yorkers driving Audis or renting cars in New Orleans to drive themselves, especially renting Audis.

As a resident of a third-tier tourist town, it is a compulsory course to distinguish which ones are coming from big cities and what kind of tourists can be preyed upon.

Naturally, Audi made the list due to its New York influence.

As for why this is the case.

Maybe those New Yorkers in New York City feel that car thieves will not steal Audis in New York City whether the doors are locked or not. It should be similar outside New York City.

However, the bloody reality taught them to start a new life.

Carrie pursed her lips and looked at the joking landlady with a smile: "Boss, you don't want to kill us."

I advise you to be kind, boss lady.

The proprietress smiled and said: "My cafe has been open for almost thirty years. Except for regular customers, no one comes here. However, if you go to Leri Lake, it is best to hire a local guide."

"Why?"

"Without local guidance, you will get lost in the forest."

The proprietress seemed to rarely have tourists from other places come here, so she started chatting and said: "Don't talk about you, even if they are from our local area, if a few people accidentally get in, they will not be able to get out. According to legend, Laili Lake can swallow people." .”

Carrie was slightly stunned: "No way."

Locke also looked at the proprietress curiously: "When I came here, I did the strategy guide and didn't find anything strange."

The landlady looked at Locke: "You are making a strategy for modern Lake Leili. Do you know the origin of Lake Leili?"

Locke shook his head.

"According to legend..."

When the proprietress said this, she paused, looked at Locke, and said with a smile: "We also have a new cake in the store that is pretty good. Do you want to try it while listening to my story?"

Locke was speechless, but still nodded: "Of course."

Get on the road!

The landlady was thinking this, and then she looked at Locke and Carrie and said, "This matter, speaking of it, has something to do with the witch trial gathering you saw when you just came in."

Said.

At Locke's expense, the proprietress introduced the origin of the so-called witch trial gathering.

"Have you heard about the Salem Witch Trials?"

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