Behind the thin layer of illusory curtains, Director George's eyes were greeted by a castle still under construction, a group of beings that looked like robots, constantly building a silver-white castle, from the outside, the silver-white castle under construction was quaint and atmospheric, full of a magical style, and looked indestructible and covered a huge area.

There are also dotted greenery around, and the armored people patrolling nearby look very similar to the one who rescued him and his daughter, but the head is smaller, and the decoration is not so beautiful.

What exactly is this place?

Who is this person?

Why is there a castle under construction here, and the volume of the castle is so large, it is not scientific at all!

Chaotic and complicated thoughts kept flashing through Director George's mind, and he felt that the scientific education he had received since childhood was slowly collapsing, and the scene in front of him was completely beyond what his three views could accept.

A metal skeleton man with a shovel, a humanoid creature made of dirt, a strangely shaped greenery, an armor man who kneads steel like plasticine, and a strange and mysterious person in front of him who can make himself fly with his fingers.

What the hell is going on?!

Hiss~~~~

The pain from the wounds on his face and the injuries on his body woke Director George from his musings, and he turned his head to look at his daughter, who had fallen into a coma floating beside him, his eyes full of worry and worry.

He didn't know where the mysterious man wanted to take the father and daughter.

Fingers gently opened the holster, and the cold firearm brought a little comfort to Director George's uneasy heart, he knew that the gun might not be of much use to the mysterious man, but having a weapon in hand always brought a small sense of security.

Taylor led George and his daughter into the already built floor of the castle, and instead of entering, Hawkes turned around and began to patrol the neighborhood with the other heavy knights, and he was very happy about it.

After entering the castle, a quiet, quiet atmosphere enveloped George, he looked at the surrounding furnishings, simple and generous, very artistic, there were taxidermy animals on the walls that he could not read, the ceiling hung a gorgeous chandelier made of precious metal, the surrounding candles have been burning, but the candles have not been shortened for a long time.

This place is full of magnificence and mystery, full of artistic sense and at the same time brings a sense of mystery, making people look dazzled without feeling bored, without aesthetic fatigue, and full of spatial layering.

The spiral staircase in the middle and the carved balustrades on both sides of the staircase add a different layer of beauty to the interior of the fortress, as if it is a kind of symmetrical beauty and a three-dimensional beauty.

Tables, chairs and other wooden furniture all have intricate and beautiful patterns, and the patterns of the wood itself are also gorgeous and unusual, very beautiful, and there are rows of bookshelves not far away, and the bookshelves are piled with books, and it can be seen that this mysterious man must be a studious person.

Taylor walked to his fur couch and sat down, folded the corner of the unfinished book next to him, and then, as if he had a conscious mind, flew to the bookshelf not far away, found his own place and flew in.

The injured Director George and the unconscious Gwen were placed on the other two sofas, Taylor waved his hand, and two bottles of potion appeared, the first bottle of potion uncorked itself and split into two streams, one poured into Gwen's mouth, and one liquid and the other bottle of potion began to heal Director George's injuries.

Gwen woke up a short time after drinking the potion, and was dumbfounded to see the gorgeous chandelier above her head, the beautifully patterned table next to the sofa where she was lying, a strange and handsome young man, her father and the artistic decoration around her.

The wound on Chief George's head healed quickly and quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, the broken arm was severely contusion, and even the misaligned legs were healed quickly under the healing of the potion, and the recovery was as before, except for some tattered clothes stained with some blood.

Gwen's memory is still stuck in the fact that they overturned and suddenly passed out, but now when she opened her eyes, she suddenly came to a gorgeous residence, everything around her felt extremely strange to her, only her father sitting next to her made her feel a little safe.

A puppet arrives with a plate with a pot of tea and three cups on it, and the puppet arranges the cups in an orderly manner, then picks up the teapot and fills the cup with pale blue tea.

This is a kind of algae that is a specialty of the fish-man plane, and after it is dried and then soaked in water, it has the effect of enriching the spirit, the taste is slightly bitter, and there is a taste of the sea, which belongs to a daily drink that can enhance mental power.

Taylor picked up the tea, took a sip and put it back on the table, and George and his daughter, who were sitting across from him, froze at the blue tea in the teacup and a few plants that didn't know what they were.

This water is pale blue, and it doesn't look like any serious water, so what if you drink it poisonous?

Director George frowned, lifted and lowered the teacup in front of him, raised and lowered, and after thinking about it for a while, he decided to put the teacup back on the table, and looked at Taylor and asked.

"Thank you for saving us, who are you?"

Gwen hugged his father's arm and stepped back slightly, trying to hide himself behind his father, George gently patted his daughter's hand, and he tried his best to block Gwen in a posture of looking at death.

Taylor's eyes flashed with a faint light, and he used an extremely shallow mental power to suggest that the father and daughter sitting opposite him could reduce their vigilance a little, and he said as he watched the father and daughter's expressions ease a lot.

"You can call me a wizard, my name is Taylor, and this is the place where I live."

After a pause, Taylor continued: "If it weren't for the fact that the car rolled over and fell into my garden, I really wouldn't care about you, after all, a police chief suddenly died in my garden, and I wouldn't have lived such a peaceful life at that time." ”

Taylor's implication was that if it weren't for Director George's car overturning into his garden, even if Director George had died somewhere else and died on the spot, he wouldn't have care.

"Uh............"

The corners of Director George's mouth twitched, he thought that the other party had some purpose for saving them, or some kindness, but he didn't expect that the other party was just afraid of trouble, afraid that he would die in his garden and attract the attention of other parties.

The word wizard Taylor caught the attention of Director George, isn't wizarding a profession that exists in myths or fairy tales? Could it be that wizards are real, right in front of their father and daughter?

(End of chapter)