The Reason

Quincy stroked his bristly chin. His white beard was slightly damp with liquor, and he wiped it away with his rough, large hand. The coffee table before him was piled with food, and he picked up another can of fruit.

Although he did not understand why the Sorcerer Supreme knew what he had been doing lately, he had nothing to hide regarding this question.

"I heard about SSR from a friend. I observed them for a while, then chose Doctor Richards as the target, because he was the only one who often acted alone and was relatively easy to approach."

Su Ming nodded with a smile. He picked up a can of kiwi fruit from the table, twisted it open, and handed it to Rachel beside him, as though everything had gone exactly as expected. "So you want the United States military to get involved and guide them into conflict with the vampires. But displaying supernatural matters before everyone is against the rules. You know that—the Magic World handles its own problems."

Quincy looked at him, opened the can of oranges in his hand, and used a dagger to spear the fruit before stuffing it into his mouth. "Those were Ancient One's rules. As the new Sorcerer Supreme, what is your attitude toward this?"

"My attitude? The exposure of vampires falls within the limits of what I can tolerate."

Su Ming tapped his eyepatch. He did not really care whether the magical side was exposed. After all, technology was the mainstream of human society, and magic had a high threshold. It was not a power that just anyone could master. The ambitions of schemers would still be focused on Mutants.

Over in DC, many sorcerers openly displayed their identities. They made a living through businesses like exorcism and fortune-telling, and