The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 749

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.

However, the old man Murray seemed angrier than Blair. He took off his sunglasses to reveal a pair of sharp eyes and said, "Then, you shouldn't have brought a black witch here! I could smell that cheap hybrid stench on her from a mile away! You know very well that I hate nothing more than black witches and I will never change my stance on that matter!"

I swallowed nervously as I stood there in silence. I didn't think the old man would be so fast to figure out that I was a black witch. To make things worse, he pointed it out in front of Blair.

Sure enough, upon hearing the old man's words, Blair turned to look at me in pure disbelief. "What? You are a black witch?"

Although he was stunned, there was more confusion in his tone. "How could you be a black witch? Is this a joke?"

I didn't know how to react for a moment. This old man had not only figured out that I was a black witch before seeing me in person, but he also accurately pointed out that I was a hybrid.

At that very moment, his power made me realize that I had found the right person.