After having ice cream with Little Rich and Little Guy, he had originally wanted to treat them to burgers and fries, but they said they wanted to eat ice cream until they were full, so he had no choice but to let it go.
After leaving the fast-food restaurant, the three went their separate ways at the intersection. Little Guy wanted to take Line 7 and experience the human subway, so Franklin went with her, while Deathstroke still had another destination.
A few seconds later, the Sorcerer Supreme returned to his loyal Kamar-Taj.
Compared to New York City, which had lost some social order amid the boom of the Cosmic Voyage, the sacred land of magic remained as quiet and peaceful as ever. Green mountains and clear waters, fallen blossoms drifting everywhere, apprentices practicing martial arts and spellcasting techniques in the square, and the distant snow-capped mountains still seemed blanketed in Golden Light.
"Master." Mordo, who had been supervising the students' studies, walked over and asked whether Deathstroke needed anything. After all, he was always the one sent out to buy snacks.
"It's fine. I just came back to take a look." Su Ming clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the future hopes of the Magic World. "How have Strange, Liu Haizhu, and the other new Great Mages been lately?"
"The usual. Earth is a little chaotic because of the Cosmic Voyage, but that sort of thing doesn't affect our Magic World." The black professor revealed an oily smile. He rubbed olive oil across his chest, and his chest hair clung to his skin like wet seaweed. "The Mages are all performing their duties. The four Sanctum Sanctorums are operating normally, and the Earth Protection Spell Formation is foolproof."
"The Blood War in Hell has calmed down