Diary of the life of a working wizard

"Servant understands." Brad bowed meticulously again, fully demonstrating the pleasing gentlemanly demeanor of a British aristocrat.

Xia Yunjie smiled. He found that Brad, the servant, was worth his efforts. Compared with the Japanese businessman Aso Shashu, he looked much more pleasing to the eye. No matter how he looked at him, he looked like a slave and obscene. He looked nothing like cloth. Even though he is a servant, Ladd still exudes an elegant aristocratic temperament, and even his master suddenly looks classy.

No wonder housekeepers are very popular among wealthy people in China. It seems to make some sense. If Brad and Aso were to work as housekeepers together, Brad would have to throw Aso a few blocks away.

Outside the living room, the people of the Stuart family were indeed waiting impatiently, but they did not dare to go in and disturb them. It was not until His Highness the Duke opened the door of the living room and stood by the door intact, waiting quietly, that the people of the Stuart family I was completely relieved, but at the same time my heart was full of doubts. I didn't know what happened inside just now. Has the fire poison in the patriarch's body been removed?

Although the core figures of the Stuart family waiting outside have never experienced the Agia Holy Fire Dragon Incident, at that time all the elites in the family were poisoned by the fire, and only the patriarch escaped with his life, and he suffered all the fire for the next two hundred years. The core figures waiting outside knew all about the poisonous torture, so everyone was already extremely afraid of the fire poison of the Holy Fire Sky Dragon. Even though Xia Yunjie had shown extremely terrifying strength before, they still had doubts about Xia Yunjie's ability to eradicate the fire poison from the clan leader's body.

"Old Brad, I'm staying at the Royal Garden Hotel. You can pick me up at eight o'clock the day after tomorrow." Xia Yunjie walked out of the living room and said to Brad, who was standing by the door with a slight bow.

"Yes, Mr. Xia." Brad bowed in a gentlemanly manner.

Xia Yunjie nodded, and then said to Feng Guoming: "I think Olivia's delivery date is only within these ten or twenty days. I will take her back to Jiangzhou to meet your grandfather and the others in these few days, so that they can Be mentally prepared. It's best to give birth to the baby in Jiangzhou, so that I can help take a look at it then."

"Yes, uncle, I will take Olivia back to Jiangzhou City tomorrow." Feng Guoming replied respectfully.

"Well, I might as well come back tomorrow." Xia Yunjie nodded, then took out two more amulets, handed them to Feng Guoming and said, "Don't be careless this time. Wear one close to your body, and give one to Olivia to avoid unnecessary trouble on the way. An accident occurred.”

"Thank you, uncle." Feng Guoming couldn't help but blush, and he hurriedly bowed and took the amulet respectfully with both hands.

All the necessary explanations have been made, Xia Yunjie stopped staying, said hello to Feng Guoming and others, and did not ask Brad to arrange for someone to see them off. He waved his hand and took a step forward, and he was already floating out of the past. fort.

It is the fairy magic that shrinks to an inch.

Brad and others, including Feng Guoming, had never seen such a magical spell before. Seeing Xia Yunjie just raised his feet and disappeared at the gate of the castle the next moment, everyone opened their mouths wide and could not look back for a long time. God comes.

"Don't look, Mr. Xia is a real Eastern god." The first person to come back to his senses was Brad. Seeing that everyone looked distracted, a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes, waking everyone up.

"Ah" everyone suddenly woke up.

"Your Highness, how is your health?"

"Father, has the fire poison been removed from your body?"

"Patriarch, is Mr. Xia really capable of helping you get rid of the fire poison?"

"Grandpa, too..."

The core members of the Stuart family asked one after another, with different names.

"Fire poison is nothing to Mr. Xia." Brad waved his hand to stop Olivia and others from asking questions. His eyes looking outside the castle showed admiration and fascination.

"Look." Brad quickly retracted his gaze and raised a proud smile on his lips.

With a "whoop", in the dark night, two huge purple wings suddenly popped out from Brad's back and opened up to face the wind. Dots of silver light flickered on the purple wings, and a trace of the powerful aura of a vampire superior followed. Brad's transformation radiated from him.

The family elites who were originally standing in front of Brad couldn't stand firm in front of this powerful aura of the vampire superiors. They all crouched on the ground tremblingly. Only Feng Guoming and Olivia did not stand in front of this powerful aura. He knelt down, because there was a trace of golden light emanating from the amulet, excluding the powerful aura.

Looking at this strange scene, Feng Guoming truly understood that the amulet his uncle had given him back then was a real magic weapon. If he carried it with him, even if Brad and others caught him, they would never be able to absorb it. blood.

Looking at the family elite crawling in front of his feet, a long-lost look at the world, and the pride in shaking hands with life and death suddenly surged into Brad's heart, but when his eyes swept over Feng Guoming and Olivier Yashi's heart suddenly trembled, and he put away the pair of wings representing the second-class duke on his back, and also put away the powerful aura of the superior vampire.

As soon as Brad calmed down, the elites of the Stuart family breathed a sigh of relief. A gust of night wind blew, and the back was cold, but they had unknowingly broken out in a cold sweat.

"Father, could it be that you have now reached the rank of second-class Duke?" A middle-aged man with eyebrows somewhat similar to Brad's, a tall, thin man with blond hair and a particularly British aristocratic temperament looked at him in disbelief. asked Brad.

This is Brad's only son Barnett, a British nobleman with the title of Marquis, but he is not Olivia's father. Olivia's father passed away more than ten years ago.

The others also discovered this and looked at Brad with disbelief upon hearing this.

Before this, they had doubts about whether Xia Yunjie could get rid of the fire poison in Brad, but now Brad suddenly showed the cultivation of a second-class duke, which was one level higher than in his heyday. Realm, how can this not make them shocked and unbelievable?

Could it be that the Chinese man not only got rid of His Highness the Duke's poison, but also helped him break through to the realm of a second-class Duke?

This is impossible, absolutely impossible. A second-class duke. What a terrifying existence that is. How can one person casually create it in two or three hours? If this is true, how can they be embarrassed by the viscounts and earls?

“Mr.

The scene suddenly became quiet, with only the sounds of heavy breathing and the whistling of the wind blowing through the castle.

Although Barnett and others had doubts, they could never believe that the Chinese young man was so terrifying that he could easily create a second-class duke. But Brad's words made them believe that Chinese young people are indeed so powerful that they are terrifying.

A gust of night wind blew, and everyone couldn't help but shiver. They looked at Feng Guoming and Olivia with uncontrollable fear.

They dare not think about what kind of terrible ending awaits the Stuart family if they really killed Feng Guoming and the child in Olivia's belly.

"Mr. Xia's magic power is beyond our imagination. I have sworn to be his loyal servant. From now on, the Stuart family will respect Mr. Xia as their master. If anyone violates it, I will kill him." Brad looked at him again. He swept through everyone, this time with a cold and murderous aura.

"Yes, Patriarch." Everyone put their hands on their abdomens and bent down deeply. No one dared to say no, and no one felt a little aggrieved. There was even a hint of excitement in their voices.

The vampires respect the strong. A peerless strong man who can easily create a second-class Duke. They are proud to be his servants.

Brad was not surprised at all by the reaction of Barnett and others. He nodded when he saw this, then turned his gaze to Feng Guoming, with a trace of apology on his face and said: "Mr. Feng, I have offended you many times before, please forgive me. "

"We are all our own people, Your Highness the Duke said something stern." Although his great-uncle could treat Brad as a servant, Feng Guoming had to maintain some respect for Brad because of Olivia.

Brad heard a flash of excitement on his face, looked at Olivia and said, "My child, you are lucky. It's a pity that your father and mother didn't have the chance to wait until today, otherwise they would have been very happy."

"Your Highness the Duke, if you allow me, I hope to take Olivia back to China to meet my relatives tomorrow and give birth to our child there." Feng Guoming bowed slightly to Brad, although his great-uncle had already He had mentioned this before, but after all, Brad was Olivia's grandfather, and out of respect for Olivia, he still needed to mention it to Brad.

"You can make the decision on this matter, and a child born in your hometown will definitely receive the blessing of your great-uncle. I very much look forward to the day when this child can lead our Stuart family to another glory. But before you return to China, I hope you can forget the unpleasant things we had before and call me grandpa." Brad looked at Feng Guoming and said sincerely.

Feng Guoming glanced at Olivia and saw that her eyes were full of expectation. Although he still had some grudge against Brad in his heart, he still respectfully called out: "Grandpa

Brad was very excited when he heard Feng Guoming's voice. He patted Feng Guoming on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Thank you, son. I know that Mr. Xia is willing to save me because of you. I can see that he is a very serious person." People who are passionate about love don’t want to see the future relationship between you husband and wife and your father and son being affected because of me. Otherwise, how could a powerful person like him care about me? "