"Smith, just call me Smith."

Mr. Smith calmly spoke his name and had no intention of concealing it in this regard.

It is said that in the Western mythological system, any cautious wizard will regard his real name as the most cherished secret treasure, and it is also the greatest threat to his life.

Because once the wizard's opponent grasps his real name, he can kill him or make him a slave with any kind of common magic known to everyone. No matter how powerful the wizard's magic is, and how weak and clumsy his opponent is.

Mr. Smith is naturally familiar with this, because strictly speaking, this concept originated from the "demonic science" in Europe and the United States.

However, this is a law for demons. The real name of a demon is indeed the key to recording and storing its true power. Mastering the real name of a demon means fully mastering everything about this demon.

But it is only useful to real demons. Demons like Mr. Smith don’t have such weaknesses, so you don’t have to worry about the real name. It’s useless to know his enemy by means of cursing. It’s useless to know his name.

What's more, this is not his full name.

"It turned out to be Mr. Smith..." Mr. Robert nodded and smiled stiffly, but he could still hear a little nervousness in his voice that tried to calm himself.

This well-dressed banker with gray hair around his head couldn't help but look at the servants standing there not far away, and couldn't help but look at the chair where Smith was sitting.

His mind finally recovered from the previous shock, his expression couldn't help but change slightly, and there was a hint of obvious vigilance and a hint of equally obvious fear in his eyes.

"Mr. Robert, please believe me, I came with kindness." Smith said expressionlessly. "Just to ensure that our conversation will not be leaked and will not be disturbed by irrelevant people, so I released a barrier in your garden. Please forgive me."

"…enchant?" Mr. Robert's facial muscles seemed to tighten with a strong sense of tension.

"Yes, it was originally called the East, and over time, it gradually became the general term for magic to protect specific areas used by all extraordinary people, and can isolate a special field of spells on land and buildings."

Smith leaned against the back of the chair, pressing the fingertips of his hands together, continuing to maintain his extremely calm, judge-like expression.

"To put it more clearly, I have imposed some pure and strong hint on your garden, Mr. Robert, that people outside will ignore the place. No matter how much noise happens here or how loud the noise appears, people outside will not notice it."

As he said that, he stretched out his hands and gently tapped his palm—

“It’s like this!”

Boom--!!

The next moment, without giving a few people any time to react, the air above the garden suddenly exploded violently! But they subconsciously followed their physical instincts and closed their eyes under the violent wind pressure.

Because of the deafening loud noise, the wind flows into a whirlpool, as if a huge typhoon was blowing open beside him! And whether it was Mr. Robert's wife or daughter, they still followed the nature of women. They not only closed their eyes, but also covered their ears and screamed!

The violent storm was tearing the hair of several people and blowing up the clothes of several people. The shocking wind pressure even made them unable to open their eyes at all.

Slowly, about half a minute passed.

The atmospheric tyranny finally calmed down, and the soprano duet of the lady and the lady finally stopped.

“…”

“…”

They finally opened their eyes tremblingly and looked around carefully. They saw the afternoon sun setting in the west, which looked warm and warm, and the sky was clear, with white clouds floating by.

However, the garden that was so exquisite and beautiful before was already in ruins. The gardening and landscape plants such as flowers, trees seemed to have been destroyed. They were either uprooted or broken in the middle. The entire garden became unbearable and dilapidated.

At first glance, the ground was covered with flowers and leaves. Even several exquisite and heavy huge marble statues in the garden fell off the base, smashed to pieces, and separated their bodies and heads, making people even more doubtful if a shell exploded over the garden just now.

But strangely, the few servants not far away were not hurt.

The table they sat around the middle was not messy at all. All kinds of ceramic teapots, cup sets, sugar jars, milk cups, small bowls with tea residue, sugar jars, dessert plates, jams, cream, forks, napkins, tray pads and other things were all placed in their original positions.

"This...this..."

Mr. Robert and others all froze completely. If the previous incident might have been a trick arranged in advance, then all this now is completely inexplicable.

Even the man who always looked cold and calm, as if he was a slim heart, was still interested in slowly taking a piece of scone, served with jam and cream, and slowly enjoying it.

That kind of demeanor and that kind of behavior made Robert and others have a ridiculous illusion-

That is, this man is the owner of this place, and their family is the uninvited guests.

"That's it. As you can see, even if there is such a loud noise, no one outside the garden will notice it. They have psychologically ignored the existence of this area." Mr. Smith said, his tone of slowness after swallowing the delicate snack.

But as long as you are not a fool, you can hear what he meant.

Both the lady and daughter subconsciously shrank their bodies. The elegant and luxurious celebrity lady and the young and beautiful daughter, both women became obviously emotional, but they did not dare to scream again, but they had a great fear in their eyes.

The young man, who was about twenty years old, Mr. Robert's eldest son, had a stiff body and did not dare to move at all, and did not even dare to turn his eyes.

——Because Mr. Smith was sitting next to him.

If the few people were just suspicious when they first met, they were even more inclined to be a master of tricks. They didn't know when they had already connected with the servants at home and performed a trick in front of them through certain arrangements.

So now, they basically believed that this man was a wizard who had mastered evil powers, or a devil in human skin.

"You...Mr. Smith, what are you trying to do? What do you want from me...?"

Mr. Robert looked around and sweated down his cold sweat. He asked with such a difficult time. He felt like his heart was being held, and he felt breathless, worried that the other party would ask them to give their lives, souls and so on as soon as they spoke.

And the huge movement just now seemed to explode-

Just look at the tragic garden, if it weren't for the wizard who had the unimaginable evil power that seemed not to hurt them for the time being, I'm afraid they wouldn't even have the chance to open their eyes again.

But even so, there was no servant or bodyguard coming from the room after such a huge movement, as if no one had heard the previous sound, which made his heart feel cold.

Moreover, the garden seemed quite quiet. Whether it was the house inside or the block outside a wall, it was unprecedentedly quiet and could not hear any sound. It seemed that all the people in the city disappeared all at once, leaving only the people in the garden.

He took a deep breath, then lowered his head, his voice low almost like a whisper: "Mr. Smith, please feel free to tell me whatever you ask! As long as I can do it."

People are under the roof and must bow their heads. As a powerful and powerful successful person in this era, and a big banker who is famous in the center of the world empire, Mr. Robert is definitely not a good person, but he is definitely not a fool.

Those who can exploit and oppress, who can be arrogant, and who should be domineering or treat politely or respectfully... These are all things that Mr. Robert knows in his mind.

As a powerful class, you must first know how to be humble in the face of a stronger powerful class. It is precisely because you have the ability to determine the fate of thousands of people that those who are likely to be able to determine their own destiny must know how to maintain respect or even be humble.

Simply put, you must be arrogant when you should be arrogant, so that you can better protect your rights and interests, so that everyone will not want to come up and bite a bite of fat. And when you should be kneeling, you must also be decisive.

"Don't be so terrified, Mr. Robert... I have said that I came with kindness."

The evil wizard said calmly. He took the initiative to pick up the teapot and fill the big banker's cup with black tea, and then poured the other three cups with black tea in order, which was very polite.

But in this process, everyone was intimidated. After all, as long as the IQ was normal, no one would think that the power that this wizard just showed was a manifestation of kindness.

However, Mr. Robert was slightly relieved. Judging from the other party's behavior, it seemed that he and his family would not be in any danger for the time being.

At this time, Smith put down the teapot and continued leisurely:

"I'm here this time to come specifically to discuss a business with you, Mr. Robert..."

Mr. Robert raised the teacup with his trembling hands, then took a deep breath while bringing the cup to his mouth, and took a quick sip: "What business is it?"

"As you see, I am a wizard..." Mr. Smith did not waste time explaining the concept of "magic" to people in this world, but directly admitted his identity as a wizard.
Chapter completed!