Wizard: Seeker of Infinite Planes

Chapter 107 Shocked George

After passing through a thin illusory curtain, what Director George saw was a castle under construction. A group of robot-like existences were constantly building the silver-white castle. From the outside, The silver-white castle under construction is simple and atmospheric, filled with a magical style, and looks indestructible and occupies a large area.

There are also green plants dotted around, and the armored man patrolling nearby looks very similar to the one who rescued himself and his daughter, except that his head is a little smaller, and the decorative patterns are not so beautiful.

Where 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!

Complicated thoughts kept flashing through Director George's mind. He felt that the science education he had received since he was a child was slowly collapsing. The scene in front of him was completely beyond what he could accept with his three views.

A man with a metal skeleton holding a shovel, a humanoid creature made of mud, a strange green plant, an armored man who kneads steel like plasticine, and the hooked finger in front of him that can make him fly Strange mysterious person.

what on earth is it? !
hiss~~~~
The pain caused by the wound on his face and the injury on his body awakened Director George from his contemplation. He turned his head and looked at his daughter who had fallen into a coma floating beside him, his eyes were full of worry and concern.

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

He gently opened the holster with his fingers, and the cold gun brought some comfort to Director George's uneasy heart. He knew that guns might not be useful to this mysterious person, but having a weapon in his hand always brought a negligible sense of security.

Taylor took George and his daughter into the already built floor of the castle. Hawks didn't go in, but turned around and led the other heavy armored knights to patrol nearby. He never tired of it.

After entering the castle, George was surrounded by a quiet and quiet atmosphere. He looked at the surrounding furnishings, simple and elegant, with a strong sense of art. There were animal specimens on the wall that he could not understand, and precious metals were hung on the ceiling. The gorgeous chandelier, the surrounding candles have been burning, but the candles have not shortened after burning for half a day.

This place is full of magnificence and mystery. It is full of artistic sense and at the same time brings a sense of mystery to people. It makes people look dazzling but not bored, without aesthetic fatigue, and the space is full of layers.

The spiral staircase in the middle and the carved railings on both sides of the stairs add a different kind 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 complex and beautiful patterns, and the patterns of the wood itself are also gorgeous and extremely beautiful. There are rows of bookshelves not far away, and the bookshelves are full of books. It can be seen that this mysterious person must be A studious person.

Taylor walked to his own animal skin sofa and sat down. He folded a corner of the unfinished book next to him, and then flew to the bookshelf not far away as if he had a self-consciousness, and found his own place to fly. go in.

The injured Chief George and the unconscious Gwen were placed on the other two sofas. Taylor waved his hand, and two bottles of medicine appeared. In his mouth, a stream of liquid medicine and the liquid medicine of another bottle began to heal Director George's injury inside and out.

After drinking the potion, Gwen woke up not long after, and opened her eyes to see the gorgeous chandelier above her head, the table with beautiful patterns beside the sofa where she was lying, a strange and handsome young man, her father and the surrounding crowd. The artistic decoration made everyone dumbfounded.

The wound on Director George's head healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, the broken arm was severely contused, and even the dislocated legs healed quickly under the healing of the potion.

Gwen's memory is still that they overturned the car and she suddenly passed out, but now when she opened her eyes, she suddenly came to a gorgeous residence. Everything around her made her feel extremely strange, only her father sitting next to her let her She has some sense of security.

A puppet came here with a plate. On the plate was a pot of tea and three cups. The puppet arranged the cups in an orderly manner, and then picked up the teapot and filled the cups with light blue tea.

This is a kind of algae that is a special product of the murloc plane. After drying it and then soaking it in water, it has the effect of strengthening the spirit. The taste is slightly bitter, and there is also a taste of the sea. It is a daily drink that can improve the spirit. .

Taylor picked up the tea, took a sip, and put it back on the table. George and his daughter, who were sitting opposite him, looked at the blue tea in the teacup and the few sticks floating in front of them. The plants froze at the same time.

The water is light blue, and it doesn't look like serious water at first glance. What if it is poisonous if you drink it?
Chief George frowned, raised and lowered the teacup in front of him, raised and lowered it, and after much deliberation, 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 her father's arm and leaned back slightly, trying to hide herself behind her father. George gently patted his daughter's hand. He blocked Gwen as much as possible and put on a deadpan look. The posture of returning home.

Taylor's eyes flickered with an imperceptible light, and he hinted with an extremely superficial mental power that the father and daughter sitting opposite him could reduce their guard a little bit. Seeing the expressions of the father and daughter softened a lot, he said.

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

After a pause, Taylor went on to say: "If you didn't overturn your car and rolled into my garden, I really wouldn't care about you. After all, a chief of the police station died suddenly in my garden. An Sheng's life can be lived."

Taylor's implication was that if Director George hadn't overturned his car and rolled into his garden, even if Director George died suddenly somewhere else, he wouldn't care.

"Uh…………"

The corner of Director George's mouth twitched. He thought the other party was saving them for some purpose, or had some good intentions, but he didn't expect that the other party was simply afraid of trouble, afraid that his death in his garden would attract the attention of other parties.

The word "wizard" that Taylor said caught Director George's attention. Isn't wizard a profession that exists in myths or fairy tales?Could it be that the wizard is real, right in front of their father and daughter?
(End of this chapter)