After all, he is an official wizard. Even in the Othello wizard family, an official wizard is a character that cannot be ignored.

But soon, they discovered that one of the wizards suddenly disappeared, leaving only one wizard.

"Owl, Richard...Richard, Wizard Richard, where is your friend?" Denise looked at Maureen and asked softly.

A bonfire was burning nearby, and the barbecue gave off an enticing aroma.

Morin's eyes were calm, and combined with the black robe embroidered with elegant patterns on his body, there was an indescribable aura.

He raised his eyes, his gaze fell on Denise, and said, "Are you talking about Edward? He has something to do, so he left first. We separated."

Denise was stunned for a moment, then she laughed, not seeming to take it to heart at all. She continued chatting with Maureen, her temperament was gentle and very moving.

In fact, Edward did not leave, but was taken away by Maureen and put into the void pocket.

This was a decision Morin made after careful consideration.

The people in the team showed respect to Morin, even some deference. They showed the good qualities of a long-standing wizard family. Morin also gained a lot from chatting with Denise. After all, Denise grew up in a wizard family and had a good understanding of all kinds of witchcraft knowledge and wizard secrets, which surprised Morin a little.

"Denise, you asked me to protect you, what's going on? Aren't you the future heir of your family?" In the carriage, Maureen's fingers tapped lightly on the table, his eyes fixed on Denise.

Hearing this, Denise smiled bitterly. She stretched out her hand, ruffled the hair beside her ear, and said, "Richard, let me explain it to you."

"Yes, that's right. I am the future heir of the family, but the situation of our Oseroba family is very different."

"My father is seriously ill, my uncle is a liquefied wizard, and I am just an ordinary wizard, so..."

Denise's words were simple, but Maureen already understood what they meant.

It was nothing more than a matter of competing for the position of family patriarch. Such incidents happened frequently in noble families in the secular world, but unexpectedly, such a thing would also happen in a wizard family.

Unlike the noble families, what happened to the wizarding family was actually more tragic and bloody, and what the losers had to endure was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"So, Richard, I would like you to protect me for a while, because... because during this period of time, my uncle made me feel very strange, and I was afraid that he would suddenly attack me."

Denise thought about it, and suddenly a determined look appeared on her face, as if she had made some decision.

She gritted her teeth and said, "In fact, you won't be protecting me for long, just a month or two, because I will soon break through and become an illusion wizard."

"When I become an illusion wizard, I can't say that I can have an overwhelming advantage over my uncle, but at least, I can barely compete with him."

Denise's voice sounded firm.

"Is that so?" Morin's eyes dropped slightly, and there was no sign of abnormality on his face.

It seems that this mission is a little simpler than he thought.

A faint sound came from the front, and the carriage slowly stopped.

Maureen lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw a manor outside. It was very large and covered a large area. Many members of the Oseroba family looked relaxed and were shouting something loudly to the people in the manor.

Before they knew it, Maureen and the others had arrived at the Oseroba family.

This is the destination of Morin and his friends, and also the residence of the Oseroba family, Kanta Manor.

Denise got off the carriage, made some simple arrangements for everyone, and then slowly walked towards the manor.

Near the gate of the manor, there was a group of people standing in rows, their clothes elegant and gorgeous. In front of these people was a middle-aged man wearing a tuxedo and with slightly graying hair.

"Denise, kid, welcome home." The middle-aged man saw Denise and smiled.

"uncle."

Denise bowed to Claude, showing no sign of worry or anxiety.

It seemed as if Claude was really the uncle whom she trusted so much.

"Denise, you brought back a new friend." Claude turned his gaze and found Maureen next to him. His eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yes, he is Richard, my friend." Denise introduced with a beautiful smile on her face.

Morin walked over and nodded towards Claude, his face expression calm, without any sign of abnormality.

Claude spoke briefly to Morin, then looked at him deeply, turned around and walked into the hall.

Maureen was quickly settled in and received the best treatment. He lived in the best guest room in the Kanta Manor and was very close to Denise.

This was Denise's request so that they could take care of each other in the future.

Such behavior surprised many people, and those young men who secretly admired Denise were even more dissatisfied. They looked at Morin with unfriendly, even provocative eyes.

At the welcome party that Denise specially held for Maureen, the young men finally couldn't help themselves.

"Dear guest, we are honored that you can visit our Oseroba family. We have always been eager to communicate with other wizards, so we hope to learn from you and ask you to give us some advice."

A young man with flaxen curly hair and a cross sword in his hand said, his eyes fixed on Morin.

The others didn't say anything. They looked at Morin, then at the young man, and felt that there was a high possibility that a good show would take place.

But the result was quick, sudden, and simple.

Morin raised his eyes, glanced at the young man, and then his lips moved slightly. Then countless dark red fireballs rushed out from the void and rushed towards the young man.

The young man only held on for a moment before he let out a scream and fell to the ground, groaning.

The dark red flames ignited his clothes and burned his body at the same time, making him look miserable.

Morin acted very calm. After all, the young man had just become a wizard, but he dared to come and challenge him. He really overestimated his own abilities.

If it wasn't at Kanta Manor, he would have burned the young man to death with the fire of purgatory instead of using the explosive fireball to make the young man miserable.

Although he is just an illusion wizard, Morin's strength is much stronger than that of an ordinary liquefied wizard. Even if he uses zero-level witchcraft, ordinary wizards will find it difficult to resist.

After the party, Maureen and Denise walked in the corridor.

The corridor is dim, and the walls are covered with huge oil paintings. Together with the smell in the air and the dim lights, it gives people an ancient and misty feeling, as if they have experienced the passage of time and are walking on the ancient road of history.

"Richard, I'm sorry. I didn't expect that no one would take the initiative to challenge you." Denise said, her face full of apology.

"nothing."

Maureen shook her head.

What happened just now was just a small matter.

Denise paid attention to Maureen's expression. Finally, she felt relieved. She looked at Maureen's profile, thought for a moment, and said, "Wizard Richard, let's go see my father. I'll introduce you to him and you two can get to know each other."

Morin nodded. He certainly wouldn't refuse such a thing.

After walking for a while, Denise and Maureen turned a few corners and finally appeared outside a room.

"Father, this is my friend, Richard, Wizard Richard."

Denise knocked on the door and walked into the room.

The room was not big, but was elegantly decorated with good taste. In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, there was a bed. A middle-aged man was lying on the bed, watching the sun gradually sinking into the mountains outside the window.

He was wearing a thin white coat, his hair was gray, his body was thin, his eye sockets were deep, and his cheekbones were deeply protruding. The skin of this middle-aged man was very loose, with an abnormal yellow color and some spots. It was obvious that he was suffering from severe illness and his physical condition was in an extremely serious state.