Wizard: I devour the stars with swarms of insects.

Now, the carriage travels quietly along the dirt road in the fields, while dozens of armed fruit flies are scattered around in the surrounding dense forest.

They circled the carriage, moving silently through the gaps in the leaves and through the dense woods.

Everything happening around him was fed back into Wayne's mind.

In any case, given Wayne's current mental strength, maintaining the daily existence of dozens of spiky flies wouldn't consume much mental energy.

When we go out, we often gather them outside for guard and warning purposes.

It allows you to receive feedback on everything around you, so that you can be fully aware of it.

Furthermore, maintaining their existence is also a slow form of training for one's mental strength, allowing it to gradually improve.

Wheat fields, streams, sunsets, country roads... scene after scene recedes as the carriage moves forward.

Soon, Wayne saw a castle ahead, situated on a gentle slope surrounded by wheat fields, with a small watchtower standing on the side of the main castle.

And next to the nearby winding stream, there is a large wooden windmill, the windmill's canvas is old and faded.

Beside the windmill, several tall silver-leaved poplars stand upright, their leaves shimmering with silver light as they turn in the breeze, creating a picturesque scene against the backdrop of the sparkling stream.

"We've reached the castle ahead, stop here." Wayne drew back the curtains and ordered the carriage to stop at the castle.

"Yes, sir!"

The coachman said respectfully.

Next, when they arrived at the castle gate, Wayne got out of the car and saw a boy and a girl, about seven or eight years old, playing at the gate.

Upon seeing the newcomer, they were clearly surprised, wondering who this man in the long robe was.

"Hello, may I ask who you are...?"

The boy stepped forward and asked.

Although they didn't know who the other person was.

However, their older sister, Isabel, had repeatedly given them advice and guidance.

If you encounter a man who is wearing a long robe and a hood, and whose face is stern and whose expression is somewhat distant.

You must treat them with utmost courtesy and respect.

My sister told me that they are beings called "wizards," and that they are very dangerous and terrifying, and should never be provoked.

"Little guy, please announce that Wayne Albert is visiting..." Wayne said with a smile after getting out of the car.

......

"What? Lord Wayne... Lord Wayne is here?"

Now, in a room on the second floor of the castle, after hearing the news from his younger brother...

Isabel, who was tidying up her clothes in the room, suddenly changed her expression, and a glint of light flashed in her eyes.

He hurriedly put on his shoes, rushed downstairs, crossed the somewhat empty hall, and arrived at the doorway, where he saw Wayne indeed standing outside.

He trembled all over, and spoke nervously and incoherently.

"Lord Wayne, you...you didn't even give me any advance notice. I'm so sorry I couldn't greet you properly!"

His voice trembled slightly from nervousness.

Wayne smiled and said with a smile.

"It's alright. We agreed to come and take a look. I just happened to have some free time recently, and on a whim, I thought I'd come and check it out."

"Yes, yes, Lord Wayne, please... please come inside!" Isabel said hurriedly, welcoming Wayne in.

Next, Wayne went inside the castle and found it rather deserted, with only a few servants.

The walls where tapestries and family crests once hung are now empty, with only faint traces remaining.

Wayne's heart skipped a beat; it seemed the scene inside the castle wasn't much better after all.

This former countess's daughter, whose family had fallen into ruin after her father was caught up in that terrible political storm, is now in this state.

The once aristocratic heiress, living a life of luxury, has now been reduced to the dangerous profession of "executioner."

"Lord Wayne... please wait a moment. I didn't know you were coming, so I didn't prepare much. I'll send someone to buy some nearby right away. Please wait a moment!"

Isabel said, her face full of apology and fear, and quickly called over an old servant.

"It's alright."

Wayne said calmly.

While they were busy entertaining guests, Wayne took a short stroll around the castle.

Wayne arrived at the rooftop, where he had a panoramic view of the surrounding wheat fields, and further on the horizon lay the vast, boundless Black Forest.

Beside the Black Forest lies a magnificent city, with several round towers standing within it.

This is the Black Forest City, and my own wizarding academy, thanks to the fact that the family territory is not too far from the Black Forest City.

Therefore, Isabel was able to work as a knight guard in the wizard tower of the academy to make a living and barely support herself and her younger siblings.

Soon after, the housekeeper, who had gone out to buy groceries, returned with the items.

Isabel said she would personally cook the meal so that Lord Wayne could taste their "specialty".

So Wayne waited quietly in the living room, drinking the tea that the servants brought him.

Her arrival clearly flattered everyone in the Isabelle family, who busied themselves with preparing and attending to her needs.

Even the little ones who were playing at the castle entrance when I arrived are now helping out in the restaurant.

Some helped wash dishes, some helped carry things; a group of people were busy in the restaurant.

Although they didn't know who this robed, cold-voiced, slightly thin man in front of them was.

But it was obvious that my sister... had great respect for the adult in front of her.

Could he be the wizard my sister occasionally mentioned, the one she served at the academy in the Black Forest City?

Half an hour later, the castle's dining room was filled with the aroma of food, which had been prepared.

The variety of items was dazzling and abundant.

The castle's dining room was located underground. When Wayne walked down the steps and arrived at the dining room, he saw that the table was full of delicious food.

"Lord Wayne, please try our cooking," Isabel said with a smile, her voice full of anticipation and hope.

Wayne took a bite, and his eyes lit up.

Yes, it tastes really good!

And... it has a special fragrance, like the aroma of rice and wheat, very mellow.

Upon hearing Wayne's assessment, Isabel gently brushed the ends of her hair behind her ear and said with a smile.

"Hehe~~ Lord Wayne, it's because of the 'wheatgrass' that grows in our Windmill Valley~~"

"It only grows so vigorously in our Windmill Valley! Normally, when we add this wheatgrass, the flavor is like a summer field, full of the aroma of rice and wheat."

Isabel blinked and said.

Next, Isabel thought for a moment and then suddenly said.

"Lord Wayne, please excuse me for a moment!"

Then, he turned and left.

After a while, the restaurant door opened, and down the restaurant's stairs, came a figure dressed in a flamboyant red dress, with a bright and charming demeanor.

When Wayne looked up and saw Isabel's attire, his eyes twitched slightly, revealing a look of surprise.

The current Isabel is completely different from the one who used to wear silver armor.

The well-tailored red dress perfectly accentuated her exquisite figure.

Her long, flowing golden-red hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her calves beneath her skirt were smooth and delicate.

On her feet were a pair of high heels made of light purple Roland crystal.

Near the frost-white ankle, patterns of vines and stars are embroidered in mithril thread.