Mage Joan

Joan and his party walked about two hundred yards along the paved avenue.

From afar, I saw a three-storey villa with a blue roof and creamy white walls. The architectural style gives a refreshing and elegant impression.

A handsome man in a brocade robe, in his early thirties, is slowly walking on the lawn in front of the villa with his hands behind his back.

Seeming to hear the footsteps of the visitor, the extraordinary gentleman stopped and turned, giving a welcome smile to Joan and his party.

Joan felt that the man was a bit familiar from the distance. Hearing Hailar greet each other and called him "Uncle Joseph", his mind flashed abruptly, and he suddenly recalled that this extraordinary man was not the only one in Lai. Joseph Adams who met at Port Don!

The Freedom Sons Association is said to have three high-level officials, known as the "Big Three". The identity of two of them is unknown. The only one of the "Big Three" who often makes his appearance is this Mr. Adams.

"Uncle Joseph, what do you plan to invite us to eat at noon today?" Hailar asked with a smile.

"I don't know yet. In fact, I am also a guest." Adams shrugged his hand.

Hailar froze for a moment and asked in doubt: "Aren't you the owner of this manor?"

"In fact, the owner of the manor is an older brother of mine, but he rarely lives here, so he will leave the manor to take care of it."

Adams opened the door and cast a profound glance at Joan.

"Mr. Vader, after a year, we have met again."

"Yeah, I didn't expect to meet you again here."

Joan couldn't help but feel the swiftness of the passing of time, and in a year, he recalled the scene of meeting Adams for the first time.

"Mr. Vida, as well as Ms. Zion and Mr. Zion, in fact we should have met long ago, only because of some reasons it was delayed until today."

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Adams."

Audrey smiled politely.

"Don't say that, Your Honored Princess, I am the one who should feel honored."

Adams raised his chest with one hand and bowed deeply to Audrey.

Audrey's complexion changed slightly, as if he was surprised when he saw his identity.

"Come with me, ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to a real big man."

Adams opened the restaurant door and led four young visitors into it.

The interior layout of the restaurant is not as luxurious as Joan expected, there are no expensive carpets, no crystal chandeliers, white napkins on the long table, ordinary armchairs on the table, and a fireplace The two lazy cats are all fat like balls.

The sight in front of him reminded Joan to visit White House Estate during the weekend while studying in Port Leiden.

The restaurant of Sister Castis is similar to the decoration style of this room. Stepping into a familiar restaurant, Jo Ann couldn't help but feel a little trance, as if he stepped into the old time of a year ago, he felt warm and welcoming, and at the same time there was a trace of unspeakable melancholy.

Just as he was stunned, footsteps were heard outside the restaurant.

A tall, cold-faced Asa man, dressed in a white shirt tuxedo, with a bow tie upright, and spotless white gloves, dressed like an unsmiling butler, led the waiter into the restaurant, to the visitors Bow to salute.

"Good afternoon, Heimdall, how is Lord Lord's body today?" Adams asked the strong man's butler.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Adams. The old man looks pretty good today. I look forward to meeting the young guests."

Heimdall's tone was low, not slow or slow, giving a calm and calm impression.

After arranging the visitors to be seated, Heimdall ordered the waiter to serve, and then left the restaurant to invite the host to dine.

Holden looked at Heimdall’s tall and steady back and whispered to Joan: “This Mr. Heimdall is extraordinary, not like a housekeeper serving people.”

"In fact, Heimdall usually doesn't entertain guests very much. He is the personal servant of the manor."

Mr. Adams smiled, and then seemed to casually say something that scared everyone.

"Heimdall is a devout follower of the'Queen of Cause and Effect' Timus, who was trained in martial arts at the'Bi'an Temple' in the Chaos Sea and is a legendary monk."

"Biography, legendary monk?!" Holden was almost shocked to overturn the coffee cup.

Joan couldn't help changing his face.

Heimdall, the legendary monk, where are all the powerful figures, even a housekeeper in this small country manor?

This can no longer be described as "big use"

In an instant, Joan naturally had an association.

Adams said that Heimdall was the personal servant of the manor of the manor, and he was qualified to let a legendary monk serve as his servant. How should he be respected?

Joan couldn't imagine it.

At this time, footsteps were heard again in the corridor outside the restaurant door, as well as coughing sounds from far and near.

Heimdall pushed the door open and hung his hands beside it.

Adams also stood up, his expression solemn, his eyes showing respect from his heart.

Under the focus of everyone's eyes, a vertical elderly man in a white resident robe coughed all the way on crutches and stumbled into the restaurant.

The old man's face was wrinkled, his look haggard, and his sick body was as thin as a wood, as if a strong wind could blow it, and he had to rely on the support of a cane to barely stand. It seems very difficult.

Joan also noticed that the sick old man had long hair and shoulders, randomly tied into a bunch of ponytails, and his hair was as white as frost, and he exuded a magic wave that made him feel familiar!

At the same time, Joan suddenly felt that his left palm was hot-"Tears of God" was sending him an emergency warning in an unprecedented and fierce manner!

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Just when Joan secretly shocked, the old man with white hair seemed to perceive a "like" breath from him, and smiled gently at him.

"I'll tell you about it." Mr. Adams solemnly helped the old man to sit down and supported the back of the chair, facing the young visitors solemnly. "This gentleman is the owner of the manor, my eldest brother, and also the most respected in my life. Man-Lord Dandridge Castis."

When Joseph Adams spoke, Joan, Hailar, Audrey, and Holden stood up together, looking at the four pairs of eyes of the white-haired old man opposite, all exuding the mixed emotions of confusion and awe.

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