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Chapter 34 Halle's Magic
🕑 Added 2025-10-12 14:29:15 +0000 UTC“Unfortunately, there are no boxes.” Sitting next to Connors, Shayna said, looking not without regret at the stage wrapped in trees.
“It was originally a stadium, so it’s normal to not have boxes… There is a room with a commentary booth, though,” Connors said.
“Then… do you want to go?” Shayna's eyes were as bright as silk, and her voice became hazy.
Connors, who had been working hard all night, was still in a state of post-coital clarity and instinctively refused when he heard this. “It’s boring if it’s too many times.”
“I wore something very sexy…” Shayna continued to lean into Connors's ear and said charmingly.
“…A swimsuit?” Connors took the word.
It's a pity that Shayna didn't understand this joke, so she just blinked her eyes, which seemed as if they were about to overflow, and corrected him. “It’s a uniform~”
If we continue to chat like this, sooner or later I’ll get stuck in this chat with Shayna. Connors quickly changed the topic. “Who is the magician you invited to perform this time? Yesterday, I remember you said a beautiful magician came… Let’s talk about the uniforms later in the evening.”
He gritted his teeth and said no to the celebrity singer in front of him, Shayna thought, an indescribable emotion coming from her heart, and she was a little depressed. Are you thinking about the beautiful magician who was only mentioned once last night?
“Her name is rare, so I wrote it down. She’s called… Zatanna Zatara. She is a very professional stage magician.”
Not Harley Quinn, but soon the magician will be replaced by Harley. Connors was relieved, or so he thought. He and Shayna had met Harley three times on the day of the concert. Once, Shayna was on stage; once, Shayna was tied up by “Spider-Silk” Cindy Moon; and once, Shayna was tied up by “Poison Ivy.” There was not much chance for them to deal with each other, and not much possibility that Shayna had invited Harley to perform a magic trick. As for the magic show that Harley had mentioned, it was probably just a matter of her hearing about this magic trick on the roadside on her way back last night, and she just wanted to do something.
In the bottom of his heart, he prayed for a few words for the beautiful magician named “Zatanna Zatara,” and then Connors quickly realized something was wrong.
I prayed wrong!
Zatanna Zatara. With that name, he hadn't reacted immediately! She was one of the most powerful magicians in the DC Universe! The one who should be prayed for was Harley Quinn.
By the time he realized that this time the magician was such a strong presence, the audience around him had already burst into applause. A beam of spotlight was shining directly on the stage from top to bottom, while a beautiful figure appeared in the spotlight from scratch.
Amidst the applause, Zatanna smiled and took off her hat to bow to the audience, then reached for a mirror to pull from the darkness that the spotlight could not shine on. Apparently, her appearance out of thin air was achieved by this mirror’s “visual fraud”—a serious magic trick, not what Connors had thought.
Usually, when a magician performed a stage show, several relatively simple magic tricks were performed first, and he or she would debunk them. One was for the heat, and the other was to prepare for the show that was really going to take place after that. Zatanna on stage was no exception. After using small tricks such as a white dove flying out of her hat and bending the beam of the spotlight at will, one by one, to win cheers and applause, she also began to pretend to be mysteriously arranged.
And since the first few may have seemed simple, but Zatanna herself did not expose the visual magic that no one in the audience could detect, the audience's expectations also began to gradually increase. And thanks to Zatanna wearing a dovetail evening gown, a black magic hat, lined with a white shirt, two long legs wrapped in black fishnets, plus a pair of black high-heeled over-the-knee leather boots, the effect of the magic, coupled with her excellent image, made the audience eager for the next performance.
The magic show was silent throughout; only the name of the magic was displayed on the big screen on the stage. What was about to take place was a fairly classic one: “The Great Living Transformation.”
“It turns out you like black stockings…” Shayna looked at Connors staring at the stage intently, secretly deciding to wear another set of black stockings under her uniform at night.
Connors reached out and rubbed the visibly jealous Shayna's head next to him, his eyes still lingering on the stage. Among the people he was currently exposed to, Zatanna, who was performing on the stage, had the deepest facial features and belonged to the very standard of Western beauties. A pair of black-silk-wrapped thighs were just right plump and looked bouncy.
No, compared to looking at her legs, I should look at the box now. Connors turned his gaze away from Zatanna towards the chest that had been moved from backstage for the show.
“Guess what hair color this magician will create?” Connors asked Shayna, who was obviously feeling better after being touched on the head.
“You can’t have black and white hair like me, right?” Shayna, listening to the topic Connors seemed to be picking up casually, also rambled.
“That won't happen, but I guess a little madman with red and blue pigtails will soon emerge from that box,” Connors said.
On stage, Zatanna waved a small stick in the air in her hand, doing the magician's trick, and opened the chest for the audience to see. It was empty inside. She also randomly selected two lucky spectators to come on stage—not to kill, but to have them check the box for mechanisms, mirrors, and the like. Being able to get up close and personal with the beautiful magician, the two lucky spectators were so happy that they couldn't find north. They obediently checked the box and gave a thumbs-up to the others off stage, saying that there was no problem.
There was an episode in the middle where one of the audience members tried to be frivolous, but flames suddenly came out of Zatanna's tuxedo, scalding the guy. Still smiling, she showed the audience the ignition props hidden in her clothes, saying that it was just a magic trick. After allowing the two lucky viewers to return to the audience, the magic show “The Great Living Transformation” officially began.
She was seen closing the chest that the viewer had checked and confirmed was no problem, then placing it on a four-legged table and covering it with a red cloth. The following performance, if nothing else happened, after the red cloth was uncovered, a living person would appear inside the box and interact with the audience.
In the audience's anticipating gaze, Zatanna wielded the magic wand in her hand. But just as she was making a move to confuse the audience's eyes before uncovering the red cloth, the red cloth flew out. The red cloth, which was supposed to be slowly unraveled, flew out like this, and Connors could even see clearly that underneath it was something resembling a sky-running monkey firework.
Zatanna's face was somewhat stunned; it was clear that this scene was not part of her performance.
After the red cloth was uncovered, the box also exploded, with sawdust splashing everywhere. A Harley Quinn, wearing red and blue pigtails, a small red and black gold vest, and with her thighs also covered in black stockings, shined in the spotlight.
“The next magic trick will be performed by Harley Quinn!” Harley Quinn patted the remaining wood chips on her body, and then there was a loud noise, and a huge, heavy metal cage fell from the sky, just covering Zatanna on the side.
“After the transformation of the living, what we have to do now is… let the living disappear out of thin air!”
Kill everyone, right? Is she going to crush Zatanna into a cake? Connors's prayer object was changed to Zatanna again.
At this time, the “Green of All Things” in his body moved. Before he could react, Shayna, who was sitting next to him, spoke first with a surprised look on her face.
“Look, it’s blooming!”
Countless plants that had been used in advance for Connors to protect the crowd were blooming at this time, and a wide variety of aromas quickly filled the enclosed stadium. It had nothing to do with him, but he knew: “Poison Ivy” was here.
