Extraordinary in Reality Through Magic Games

143: Chapter 141: Making MI6 and the citizens of London believe in the magician.The streets of London at noon were exceptionally lively.

Tourists packed the sidewalks, and cars crowded the asphalt roads, leaving gaps between bumpers so narrow that even a single person couldn’t pass through.

Toby, looking as if his house were on fire, pushed open his car door.

Ignoring the middle-finger insults from the driver behind him and the loud shouts of a traffic cop who had come over upon seeing the commotion, he sprinted down the sidewalk.

This slightly frantic behavior was all because of a whisper that had suddenly sounded in his ear not long ago while he was chatting with Ryan in the office.

”Coo coo—

Your letter has been delivered. Recipient—Toby Cardil, Address—XXXX.”

Oh my God.

That Magician gentleman mailed me an interview letter!

As Toby ran, a heatwave like a volcanic eruption surged through his heart; naturally, this wasn’t just from the physical exertion.

Running with all his might, he successfully made it back to his apartment building on the edge of the city center half an hour later.

”Good afternoon, Toby... what’s wrong with him today?”

The elderly security guard, holding a cup of coffee, watched with a face full of confusion as the usually gentle and polite Toby rushed into the elevator with his clothes in disarray.

”Hurry up!” Toby pressed the button for his floor repeatedly, his face full of anxiety, fearing that if he got home too late, the interview letter would be returned because no one was there to sign for it.

This concern was clearly somewhat redundant.

When he stepped through the sliding elevator doors and rushed into his living room after unlocking the door, an Owl with pure black feathers was perched on the balcony windowsill, a letter held in its beak.

”Coo coo—”

Toby leaned on his knees, panting heavily. Once he caught his breath, he didn’t approach immediately.

First, he straightened his suit jacket and tie, which had become messy from the run.

Then, with a solemn expression as if he were walking a bride down the aisle toward a priest, he walked up to the Owl and held out both hands.

”Coo coo—”

The beak opened slightly, and the white envelope drifted into his palms.

How should I address it?

He glanced at the Owl with curiosity while tearing open the letter.

The contents of the letter were very simple.

The upper half consisted of text sketched with lines he couldn’t understand, while the bottom was the translated English.

After reading it, Toby was a bit disappointed.

This wasn’t an interview letter, but a test notification to qualify for an interview.

He cheered up again in an instant.

One had to realize that including himself, only three people in all of London had received a test notification!

In fact, there were only three in the entire Ying Country.

Thinking of this, Toby suddenly realized: ”In that case, Leon and Klaisi must have signed for this letter too!”

Maybe they’ve already finished the assessment, could I...

Remembering there was still an Owl in front of him, he hurriedly interrupted his musing and asked hesitantly, ”Owl, Senior, can I...”

”Can candidates contact each other?”

The black-feathered Owl didn’t respond with words or gestures; with a flap of its wings, it dropped from the windowsill onto his shoulder.

Turning his head slightly to look at the Owl perched on his shoulder, Toby speculated in confusion.

What does this mean? Forbidden or allowed?

Unable to guess the Senior’s meaning after a long while, he ultimately didn’t dare go out to find Leon and the other.

The two of them stayed together every day, but that might just be because they were already friends.

If he rashly went to find them and ended up being stripped of his admission eligibility, it would be a huge loss.

”Speaking of which...” Shifting his attention back to the Senior, Toby looked at the somewhat familiar scene before him and recalled Leon and Klaisi, who had been viral on the internet for a while a few days ago.

”An Owl... I don’t mean you, Senior.

An Owl is on their shoulders almost all the time, so I...”

Toby slapped his hands together: ”With Senior here, Ryan and the Director won’t be able to doubt it this time!”

After saying that, he hurriedly turned and left home, rushing toward the MI6 office building on the outskirts.

As the elevator doors slowly closed, a whisper suddenly echoed in the empty hallway: ”This guy didn’t even close the door.”

Using Mental Energy to close the door, Zhang Mu’s gaze fell on his phone screen.