The guard's spit almost splashed across Hoffa's face. Fortunately, he had sunglasses turned into wands to protect his face. He took a few steps back in annoyance. Hoffa avoided the impatient middle-aged man in disgust.

Walking to a quieter corner, Hoffa couldn't help but take out Dippet's letter to him and read it again.

[Go to Double Cape, Thames Harbor, London, at 9 a.m. on June 18th.]

Yes, this is it. He looked over the letter over and over again, wondering if he should open it and take a look.

Maybe the letter will state where your destination is.

Just when Hoffa hesitated.

Snap.

There was a soft sound with violent fluctuations of magic power.

Hoffa quickly turned his head, and a green figure almost apparated close to him.

This is a very young and tall witch with a green robe and neat bun. She is carrying a black female official bag elegantly. She looks sideways at the letter in Hoffa's hand and asks: "That's you.

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"I......?"

"There is a magic beacon on the letter, which will be activated at the destination. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The witch's expression was very cold when she spoke.

Hoffa reacted, was this a fresh graduate? Why did she look so un-British?

"Who are you.....?"

"Let's go to the Cape of Two Horns first," the witch said.

After saying that, she strode forward without saying a word of explanation.

She was tall and had long steps, so Hoffa had to jog all the way to keep up with her. After walking for nearly a kilometer along the Thames River, they came to a very remote corner.

Compared to the bustling scene just now, this place can almost be described as desolate. There are stone floodplains all over the place, and a few dilapidated and half-collapsed houses in the distance.

Yes, there is indeed an iron plate marking the Double-horned Cape.

But behind the lone street sign is a long wooden pontoon. Other than that, there is nothing else.

It's as if this is a photography set that a certain film crew director built on the spur of the moment.

"This is? Cape Two-Horn?" Hoffa asked breathlessly, covering his waist. This woman is really tall. The visual estimate is that she is at least 175cm tall.

"Take a deep breath." The witch said nothing nonsense and put her hand directly on Hoffa's shoulder.

Hoffa was puzzled, but he took a deep breath anyway.

The witch suddenly pushed Hoffa, and Hoffa was caught off guard and fell from the pontoon into the wide Thames River.

There was a soft thump.

The cool and warm river water swallowed Hoffa instantly, but he did not panic. More than a year of wizard adventures had made his heart a lot stronger. He fell into the water with a mouth full of bubbles, and his ears were stuffy.

The sound of water.

The body fell rapidly, as if there was no buoyancy in the water.

Just when he was wondering where it was, a slippery thing clung to Hoffa's arms. At first there was one, then two, and finally several.

These slippery things carry Hoffa higher and higher...

Wait, Hoffa feels a little strange, am I obviously not falling? Why do I feel like I am rising now?

Yes, he is indeed rising, and the light above is getting brighter and brighter, the blue water and the pink sunshine.

There was a crisp sound of water rushing.

Hoffa suddenly emerged from the water. He was floating on a circular pool. Beside the pool was a circle of ancient stone steps.

What you can see is the pink morning sun, the extremely clear light blue water, the salty air and the chirping seabirds. There are dense wooden pontoons floating on the sea, and groups of people dressed as wizards are walking up and down on the pontoons.

There were also people similar to him who emerged from the circular pool next to them.

He actually came directly from the river to the sea.

There are old cruise ships moored one after another on the sea. They have red chimneys and emit white smoke.

Behind the cruise ship is a long and narrow promontory, shrouded in light morning mist and hazy, with buildings with red and blue roofs built against the mountains.

This place is completely different from the busy atmosphere of the industrial docks in Thames Harbor. It is more like a resort town.

Before Hoffa could take a few more glances, the long-lost system prompt sounded again after half a year.

Discover [Mysterious Land of the Sea--Morek--Two-Horned Cape]

Complete 50% of the secret realm exploration - you will receive [one-third of the spell fragments]

(One-third of the spell fragments contain unique energy. After obtaining three pieces, you can upgrade one of your spell abilities)

Complete 100% exploration of the secret realm - you will obtain [Madman’s Knowledge]

(A madman’s knowledge, treat it with caution, after possessing it, it is destined to deviate from your expectations)

The knowledge of a madman? Hoffa was stunned. This seemingly peaceful secret place was not actually built by a wizard.

Hoffa stood up from the circular pool, and soon the water droplets on his body disappeared without a trace.

It had been a long time since he heard the sound of the system, and it had been a long time since he had received a reward from the system. His first reaction was to explore the secret realm.

But at this moment, an excited scream came from the pool at his feet.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

"Zhi crunch qua!"

Hoffa took a quick look.

Huh? It turned out to be a group of gray dolphins. There was one under his crotch. There were three beside him. They rubbed themselves with their smooth skin, as if seeking Hoffa's praise.

Hoffa was immediately delighted when he saw a group of friendly marine animals suddenly appearing around him. He caressed the heads of several dolphins around him.

"Good baby, are you the one who sent me here? It's really a good baby!"

The creaking and creaking sounds around me suddenly stopped, as if falling into silence. Only the sounds of waves and waves were left.

Hoffa had some bad premonitions. He turned around and found that there were at least hundreds of dolphins in this area. Now all the dolphins poked their heads out of the sea and looked at Hoffa in shock.

squeak.

The dolphin closest to Hoffa screamed again, and its monotonous voice was actually filled with an incredibly complex emotion. It seemed to be begging Hoffa to praise it again.

Although Hoffa felt strange, he still touched the head of the dolphin in front of him.

"Be good...what a good boy..."

As soon as this statement came out, Hoffa finally felt that something was wrong.

All the dolphins in the sea rioted. They swam towards Hoffa desperately, their eyes flashing with eagerness and excitement. Some of the dolphins even jumped high and jumped over the pontoon. They plopped down like dumplings.

Around Hoffa, people crowded into groups and swam towards Hoffa.

Squeak!

Squeak!

Squeak! Squeak!

The air was filled with the sounds of one after another.

Those dolphins seemed to be talking.

Praise me! Praise me! Praise me quickly!!

Hoffa was dumbfounded. There were so many dolphins that his whole body was covered with dolphin heads. While these dolphins were quarreling with their own kind, competing for position, they were frantically rubbing against Hoffa's body, trying to get his praise again.

More and more dolphins gathered together, and Hoffa's sunglasses were pushed crookedly. He stood up on the sea, standing on the back of a group of dolphins. Some of the dolphins' heads even dug into his shirt.

Finally, there was a sharp whistle.

Shhh!!

An old man in gray robes who looked like an administrator blew his whistle angrily. He quickly separated from the crowd, walked over from the pontoon, and roared:

"Go away, you ugly, despicable, lazy, incompetent, worthless guys, go and work in the sea!"

"Oh woo..."

"Oh woo..."

"Oh woo woo..."

The dolphins who were desperately fighting for position all let out a sigh of disappointment. They glanced at Hoffa reluctantly, and then swam in all directions into the sea.

Then, the old man in the gray robe reached out, accurately pulled Hoffa's collar, and dragged him onto the pontoon. He angrily accused: "You brat, was it you who praised the dolphin just now?"

Hoffa was puzzled and had no choice but to nod.

"Bastard!" the old man said angrily, "Are you blind?"

He tapped a metal sign on the pier with his finger, "Do you read what is written on it clearly? Do you know how much loss you have caused me?"
To be continued...