"Smith, just call me Smith."

Mr. Smith calmly said his name, and had no intention of hiding it.

It is said that in Western mythology, any cautious shaman will see his real name as the most cherished secret and the greatest threat to his life.

For once a wizard's adversary has his real name, any common magic known to everyone can kill him or make him his slave, no matter how strong the wizard's magic is and how weak and clumsy his opponent is.

Mr. Smith is no stranger to this, because strictly speaking, this concept originated from "demonology" in Europe and the United States.

But this is the law for demons, and the demon's true name is indeed the key to recording and storing its true power. Mastering the true name of a demon means mastering everything about that demon.

But it's only useful for real demons, and demons like Mr. Smith don't have such weaknesses, so don't worry about real names. An enemy who can kill him by means such as a curse does not need to be able to kill him by a curse, and an enemy who can't do such a thing is useless if he knows his name.

What's more, this is not his full name.

"It's Mr. Smith......" Mr. Robert nodded, and smiled a little stiffly, but there was still a hint of nervousness in his voice as calm as he could.

The well-dressed big banker, with a ring of gray hair around his head, couldn't help but look at the few servants who were standing in place not far away, and then at the chair where Smith was sitting.

His mind finally recovered from the shock he had seen before, his expression couldn't help but change slightly, and there was a hint of obvious vigilance in the depths of his eyes, and an equally obvious hint of jealousy.

"Believe me, Mr. Robert, I have come with good intentions." Smith said with a blank face. "Just to ensure that our conversation this time won't leak out, and we won't be disturbed by unrelated people, etc., so I released an enchantment in your garden, and I beg your pardon."

“…… Enchantment? Mr. Robert's facial muscles seemed to tighten with intense tension.

"Yes, it was originally called in the East, but over time, it gradually became the general term for the magic used by all extraordinary beings to protect a specific area, a spell that can isolate a special area from the land and buildings."

Smith leaned back in his chair and pressed the fingertips of his hands together, continuing to maintain his extremely calm, judge-like expression.

"To put it more plainly, I have given some kind of pure and strong hint to your garden, Mr. Robert, so that anyone outside will ignore the place. No matter what kind of movement is going on here, no matter how loud the noise is, no one outside will notice it. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and slapped his hands lightly—

"It's like this!"

Boom——!!

The next moment, without giving a few people any time to react, the air above the garden suddenly exploded violently! But they still subconsciously followed their physical instincts and closed their eyes in the fierce wind pressure.

Because with the deafening loud roar, the flow of the wind formed a whirlpool, as if a huge typhoon was exploding around it! And both Mr. Robert's wife and daughter still obeyed the nature of women, and they not only closed their eyes, but also covered their ears and screamed!

The violent wind was tearing at the hair of several people, blowing up the clothes of several people, and the wind pressure was so amazing that they could not even open their eyes at all.

Slowly, about half a minute passed.

The atmospheric fury finally calmed down, and the soprano duo of Madame and Mademoiselle finally stopped.

“……”

“……”

They finally opened their eyes tremblingly, looked around cautiously, and saw that the afternoon sun was slanting westward, looking warm and warm, and the sky was also clear, and white clouds were drifting by.

However, the garden, which was still delicate and beautiful before, has become a mess, and the flowers, trees and other horticultural landscape plants seem to have been destroyed, either uprooted or broken by the waist, and the whole garden has become unsightly and dilapidated.

At first glance, the ground was full of broken flowers and fallen leaves, and even several beautiful and heavy marble statues in the garden fell from their bases, shattering and separating their bodies, making it even more doubtful that a cannonball had just exploded over the garden.

But strangely, a few servants not far away were unharmed.

And the table they sit around in the middle is not messy at all, all kinds of ceramic teapots, cup sets, sugar pots, milk cups, small bowls for tea residues, as well as sugar jars, snack plates, jams, cream, as well as forks, napkins, tray mats and other things, are still well placed in their original positions.

"This ...... This ......"

Mr. Robert and the others froze completely at once, and if what had happened before might have been a pre-arranged trick, then all of this was completely inexplicable.

Even the man who always looked cold and calm, as if he was hard-hearted, was even interested in taking a piece of scone with jam and cream and enjoying it slowly.

That kind of natural demeanor, that kind of natural behavior, for a while, made Robert and others have a ridiculous illusion-

That is, this man is the owner of the place, and their family is the uninvited guest.

"That's it, as you can see, even if it's so loud, people outside the garden won't notice it, and they're psychologically ignoring the existence of this area." Swallowing the delicate snack, Mr. Smith said, his tone slow.

But as long as you are not a fool, you can hear what he said.

The lady and daughter both subconsciously shrunk their bodies, the graceful and luxurious celebrity lady and the young and beautiful daughter, both women obviously became emotional, but they didn't dare to scream anymore, but their eyes contained great horror.

And the young man, about twenty years old, Mr. Robert's eldest son, was stiff and did not dare to move, not even to roll his eyes.

— because Mr. Smith was sitting next to him.

If when they first met, they were only suspicious, and they were more inclined to believe that this strange guest was a master of tricks, and they did not know when they had managed to get through the servants of the house, and through certain arrangements, they had performed a trick in front of their eyes.

Now, they have basically believed that this man is a wizard who has mastered the power of evil, or a devil in human skin.

"You...... Mr. Smith, what are you trying to do here? You want to ...... from me What do you get? ”

Mr. Robert looked around, cold sweat pouring down his face, and asked with such difficulty, he felt as if his heart was clutched, and he felt a feeling of being out of breath, worried that as soon as the other party opened his mouth, he would ask them to give their lives, their souls, and so on.

And the huge movement just now was as if it had exploded-

Just look at the tragedy of the garden, if it weren't for the fact that this wizard with unimaginable evil power didn't seem to want to hurt them for the time being, I was afraid that they wouldn't even have the chance to open their eyes again.

But even so, there were no servants or bodyguards who rushed from the house to hear the news, as if no one had heard the previous sound, which made his heart cold.

And the outside of the garden seemed quite quiet, whether it was the house inside, or the neighborhood outside the wall, it was so quiet like never before, and no sound could be heard, as if all the people in the city had disappeared at once, and only the people in this garden were left.

He took a deep breath, then lowered his head, his voice almost like a whisper: "Mr. Smith, whatever you want, please feel free to command!" As long as I can do it. ”

People under the eaves can't help but bow their heads. As a powerful and successful man in this era, and a well-known banker in the center of the world's empires, Mr. Robert is definitely not a good man, but he is definitely not a stupid man.

Who can be exploited and oppressed, who can be treated with arrogance, and who should be dictated or treated with courtesy or respect...... These are the things that Mr. Robert has on his mind.

As a class of elites, we must first know how to remain humble in front of more powerful elites. It is precisely because of his ability to decide the fate of thousands of people that it is all the more important for those who have the potential to be able to decide their own destiny to know how to maintain respect and even grovel.

To put it simply, it is necessary to be horizontal when it should be horizontal, so that you can better protect your own rights and interests, so as not to let anyone want to come up and take a bite of fat. And when it's time to kneel, you must also kneel decisively.

"Don't be so alarmed, Mr. Robert...... As I have already said, I have come with good intentions. ”

The evil wizard said calmly, he took the initiative to take the teapot and filled the big banker's cup with black tea, and then poured black tea into the cups of the other three people in order, very politely.

But in this process, everyone was sincerely afraid, after all, as long as people with normal IQ would not feel that the kind of power that this wizard showed just now was a manifestation of kindness.

However, Mr. Robert was still slightly relieved, looking at the other party's performance, it seemed that he and his family would not be in any danger for the time being.

At this time, Smith put down the teapot and continued after a long time:

"I'm here to talk to you about a business, Mr. Robert......"

Mr. Robert lifted the teacup with a trembling hand, then brought it to his lips while taking a deep breath, and took a quick sip: "Excuse me, what kind of business?" ”

"As you can see, I'm a wizard......" Mr. Smith didn't waste time explaining the concept of "magician" to the rest of the world, but straightforwardly admitted his wizarding identity.