When the boy woke up again, it was already dark.

He found himself being taken to a house.

The flame on the hearth on one side was burning with firewood and crackling.

There was no one in the living room, his clothes had been changed, and his injuries had been treated.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands, the burns on them telling him that what happened in his memory was not a dream

He slowly raised his head and looked around, this living room was very large, at least twice the size of his house, the floor was covered with precious short-haired carpets, whether it was furniture or sofas, there was a sense of heaviness of the years, but the maintenance was very good.

Soon, he focused his attention on the painting hanging on the wall opposite the couch.

The style of this painting is very unique, unlike most of the paintings he has seen.

A starry sky full of movement and change is depicted. The night sky is high and far, large stars and small stars swirl in the night sky, the golden full moon forms a huge whirlpool, and the short lines of the nebula are tangled and swirling, as if people can see the passage of time.

The dark greenish-brown cypress trees resemble huge flames and are the responders to the starry night revelry. Under the sky, the sleeping lake is so peaceful and serene. The pale blue tones and dynamic lines give people a sense of freedom in time and space.

The boy had really seen this style of painting, very similar to that of the famous painter Van Gogh.

If this painting is really a Van Gogh painting, it will be worth at least hundreds of millions in the future.

As he was stunned, he heard the sound of someone walking down the stairs.

He thought it was the owner who rescued him here, so he quickly stood up and looked at the staircase, but what he saw next made his body tense up instantly.

Because it wasn't a man coming down the stairs, it was a white tiger, and even this tiger was much bigger than the average tiger.

When it comes down the stairs, it makes a dull sound, even if it is handled gently.

It slowly raised its head, and a pair of bright blue eyes looked at him, and at that moment, the boy even thought that he was about to die, and did not dare to move.

But fortunately, the white tiger only took a few steps forward, lay down on the carpet, and the two forepaws were superimposed on each other, closing his eyes and resting.

But even so, the boy didn't dare to move, for fear that his movements would be too big and wake him up.

At this moment, the new clothes he changed into were completely wet with cold sweat. The living room was silent except for the crackling sound of burning firewood, and he could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating violently.

The fear in his heart was even greater than when he first saw the dragon, because by then he had already taken refuge in the cellar, instead of staying in a confined space with such a monster as he was now.

"Don't be afraid, Tai Sui won't hurt you."

The sudden sound from his side almost scared the boy's soul out, but he held back and didn't let himself cry out, just looked at the source of the sound stiffly.

On the hearth, he saw a pair of eyes and a mouth in a raging orange-white flame, and he was quietly looking at himself at the moment.

"Hello, my name is Cassifer." Cassifer said, tilting his head.

"Ahhhhh!!!h

The boy finally couldn't hold back and shouted loudly, and tried to run out to the side in horror, but directly hit Tai Sui, who was taking a nap on the carpet, and was knocked to the ground by the reaction force.

Tai Sui opened his eyes, obviously a little unhappy that his nap was disturbed, and directly opened his bloody mouth that could bite off a bull's neck and let out a low roar at the boy.

The voice was not loud, it was just a warning from the white tiger.

But the child, who was less than ten years old, obviously could not withstand such a fright, and with this low roar, the boy's eyes rolled and he fainted directly.

At this moment, Char walked downstairs because of the movement downstairs, and then saw the boy who fell next to Tai Sui.

He looked at Cassifer to the side, "What's going on?" ”

"I don't know." Cassifer opened his hand a little helplessly, "I just said hello to him, who knew he would react so much." ”

"Woo." Tai Sui on one side nodded in response, indicating that it was just coming down to take a nap.

Char looked down at the boy lying on the ground, and after making sure that he was okay, he slowly walked to the side of the cupboard and took down a set of tea sets and a box of tea leaves.

He placed the tea set on the table, poured some water into the kettle he had given Alicia, and began to sit down at the table and make tea.

And the white tiger also slowly got up and came to Char's side to lie down.

I don't know how long it took, the boy who fainted on the carpet slowly opened his eyes, he looked around a little confused, and said in a low voice.

"It's not a dream?"

"It's not."

A voice from one side caught the boy's attention.

In the corner of the living room, where the dining table was placed, a white-haired young man sat there for some time.

In front of him was a tea set, and the teapot was steaming.

He lifted the teapot on one side and poured the tea into the two cups of teacups, the tea fragrance was rich and pleasant, which made people feel calm, and slowly calmed down the somewhat flustered heart at the moment.

Char raised her hand and gestured to the teacup placed on the table.

"It would be very comfortable to get up in the morning and drink some tea"

However, it was clear that the boy had no intention of going to the past, and he focused his gaze on the white tiger lying on Char's side.

With this body size, just lying there is enough to bring great shock.

"Don't worry, it's smart and won't hurt you." Char said.

He raised his hand, and the teacup floated straight up to the boy.

The boy was stunned for a moment, but raised his hand and carefully grasped the tea, lest it spill on the ground.

There was a faint blue floating in the teacup, and a few wisps of light smoke were warm.

A smell of tea slowly touched from the nose to the throat, and the limbs were indescribably relaxed and happy.

The boy lowered his head and took a sip, which was mellow and refreshing, which instantly soothed the boy's restless heart and tired spirit at this time.

"Who are you?"

"You can call me Merlin." Char said, "That's what a lot of people call me. ”

"Merlin." The boy silently repeated the name.

"What about you?" Char lifted the teacup in front of him, took a sip and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The boy thought for a moment, "Enzo. ”

Char nodded, "How old are you?" ”

"Five." Enzo replied.

"You don't look like you're five years old." Char teased.

This child looks very mature in terms of eyes and gestures.

Enzo fell silent, speechless.

And then, the words of the existence named Merlin in front of him made his heart rise instantly.

"You're not from this world, are you?"

(End of chapter)