Sylvia's POV:
"It's none of your business..." Before I could finish my sentence, I suddenly realized that Blair was testing me.
Exasperated, I gritted my teeth in anger, but just as I was about to say something, he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer.
"Here we are."
It was not until then that I found myself standing in front of a dilapidated cottage. There was a huge sail hanging in front of the door riddled with intricate runes. On both sides of the door frame, there were firefly lights.
Suddenly, the wind blew the old wooden door open, revealing a mossy yard and a few giant puppets sitting under the eaves. The puppets looked like children in different poses; about half as tall as Blair. At first glance, they looked very real.
The sound of crows cawing broke the silence. Blair looked up at the crows and then led me inside.
"What was that? Some sort of signal?" I asked curiously.
"Kind of. If there are crows, it means the master is at home." Blair went ahead. When he was about to reach the center of the yard, he suddenly turned around and walked towards me.
I immediately retreated and distanced myself from him, glaring at him vigilantly. "What are you doing?"
Blair smiled playfully, revealing his white teeth. "Nothing. I just want to tell you that the owner of this place is an old wizard named Murray. Apparently, his power is as legendary as his temper. He doesn't show himself around ordinary people. However, his greed for money has put him in a great deal of cooperation with the royal family. We are friends now because I am more generous than most ordinary people. So don't worry. Just tell him what you want him to do for you."
"Got it," I replied. At the same time, I took two steps back again to keep a distance from him. I couldn't let my guard down around him.
Blair seemed like he couldn't care less about the fact that I tried to keep him at arm's length as he continued to lead me inside.
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