"Barbray, we've just received word that Mr. McLean won't be here tonight...... In addition, His Royal Highness the Prince is now waiting for you in his study, and I want you to come and go. ”

At nightfall, in the foyer of the British royal family's estate, Barbury was waiting for the arrival of Maca, Kingsley, and Delphi on time, as he had done a few days before.

Over the past few days, he had gradually adapted to his newfound magical powers.

Although he was only able to control the hurricane a little bit, the feeling of being able to manipulate natural phenomena really made him gradually addicted to it.

Therefore, Barbury's awe and longing for Maca may be much more than that of the queen recently.

"Mr. McLean isn't coming tonight?"

Hearing what his former colleague said, Barbré couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment, so much so that he seemed to have little interest in the prince's summons.

But fortunately, at least for now, he still has a lot of obedience to the royal family. After knowing that the prince was looking for him, he quickly nodded.

"Okay, I'll go over now...... Thank you. ”

Thanking the other party, Barbre staggered past him and walked briskly towards the stairs on the side of the foyer.

Not long after, after stepping on the royal carpet to the third floor and passing through a corridor, he knocked on the door of the prince's study.

"Tuk-tuk."

"Come in."

The prince's reply came from within, and Barbury at once gently opened one of the two doors, and then stepped inside.

I have to say that as the heir to the throne, even if this is just a temporary refuge manor, His Royal Highness the prince's study is still very large.

It is still typical of the royal style, the decoration is resplendent but not conventional, even Barbré is generally used to it, but in the presence of the royal family, he still feels oppressive.

Right now, His Royal Highness the Prince, who had seen Maca many times with his mother as the Queen, was sitting behind his desk, which looked like a dining table, and looked up slightly at Barbré, who appeared in the doorway.

"You're here...... Well, come here! The prince said to Barbray, "Oh, yes! I just asked the maid and the guard in charge of my place to leave first, so remember to close the door before you come here!" ”

When Barbré, who had just come in through the door, heard this, he immediately turned his head and closed the door, and then walked lightly as the prince had said.

However, on the way to the prince's desk, he casually glanced at the bookshelf on the side of the study, and realized that there was another person in the prince's study at this time, except for the prince himself.

"That's ...... Mr. Davidson? ”

Barbré looked at the back of the man who seemed to be flipping through the books, and just looked at the cloak, and he realized that it was the old bishop Davidson, who had been standing very aggrievedly with the guards for every experiment these days because Mr. McLean didn't like it.

Who would have thought that this former archbishop, who was once very trusted by the Queen, would now fall into such an embarrassing situation all of a sudden?

"It is said that ...... He's actually a wizard too? ”

As he thought so, Barbray walked over to the prince's desk. Immediately, he put aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind for the time being, and saluted the prince.

"Your Highness, may I ask if there is anything you want me to do?"

"Oh no, at least not yet!" The prince smiled calmly at Barbré, and nodded slightly, showing some kindness and kindness, "I asked you to come here this time, just to talk to you...... Don't stand, there's a chair there, sit down first! ”

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness."

Barbury saluted again, followed Cai Yiyan to the side of the desk, and sat down somewhat reservedly.

And at this moment, the prince behind the desk looked at him again and said:

"Don't be so restrained, you know, you weren't an ordinary guard a few days ago! That's right, that's it, just relax. ”

Seeing that Barbré's sitting posture was obviously relaxed, the prince changed his words and said:

"Speaking of which...... What do you think? Are you still satisfied with the latest treatment given to you by the royal family? Without the usual patrol and guard duties, do you feel that even your daily life has become much easier? ”

When Barbré heard this, he immediately leaned over slightly and said:

"This is also thanks to Her Majesty's love and Her Royal Highness's concern...... Yes, if you want to say easy, it is indeed a lot easier. However, in order to live up to the trust of the royal family, I am currently trying to familiarize myself with the feeling of using magic every day. If you can master a few more tricks as soon as possible, you will be able to serve the royal family as soon as possible. ”

Barbray still knows this very well, and he knows very well that the reason why the royal family attaches great importance to him is magic after all.

And at this moment, I heard the prince immediately say:

"Don't have such a big psychological burden, don't worry! Your efforts and persistence are visible to me and my mother. Whether it's the perseverance of the experiment, or the persistence of practicing at the back of the manor every day, we can see it! ”

At this, the prince suddenly paused. He then finally asked Barbré a question that seemed to be the real purpose of the conversation.

"By the way," said the prince suddenly, "what do you say...... Barbray, I wonder what you think of the wizard, Mr. Mackellen? Will you 'hate' him? After all, his tube of reagents really made you suffer a lot, and I was watching from the sidelines at the time, and I could see that you were obviously quite in pain at that time. ”

"'Hate'...... Is it? Barbury was stunned, "Maybe a little!" Because in any case, there is a possibility that the experiment will die. And after experiencing this kind of thing, I think everyone will have hatred and fear of it! ”

As he spoke, Barbré quickly but hesitantly said:

"Of course, there must be nothing to hate now. It can even be said that if I hadn't experienced that kind of pain, I wouldn't have been able to get the power I have now. ”

"Well, is that really the case?" The prince bowed slightly, "But don't you think Mr. McLean is ...... Is some too arrogant? Leaving aside his attitude, at least I think he was somewhat wrong with his exclusion of Mr. Davidson from the experiment......"

At this point, the old bishop on the other side of the bookshelf finally turned around.