The Bizarre Wizarding World

Chapter 252 - 198 Herard

"Lord Colin."

Seeing him approach, the knights on either side simultaneously greeted him respectfully, causing Colin to be slightly taken aback.

If one of the knights had greeted him, he might not have thought much of it... after all, the Great Knight had conveyed a message that morning and recognizing his face was quite normal.

But now it seemed that both knights recognized him...

And rather than saying they were twins, they looked more like copies pasted from the same mold! They bore a striking resemblance to each other.

From the color of their pupils to the height of their noses, even the length of their hair, the two knights were exactly alike!

"Please, this way, Lord Colin," the tall knight on the left continued, "follow this path, and in the innermost private room is where the Official Wizards gather, Lord Eugene is waiting there."

'The gathering place for Official Wizards… it seems that Wizard Apprentices do not meet with them in the same place.' Colin mused to himself, then asked another question.

"Besides Lord Eugene, have any other Official Wizards arrived?"

"Many Official Wizards have already arrived," answered the tall knight.

"Hmm," Colin nodded, now reassured, and walked inside.

Having other wizards there was good, otherwise, if it ended up being just him and Eugene in the room... it would also be a bit of a troublesome matter.

He pushed the door open.

The size of the room exceeded Colin's expectations, a huge brown long table that could accommodate over forty people was placed in the center, yet it did not appear cramped.

At the head of the table sat a black-haired wizard, handsome but with a pallid and ominous complexion, his face marked by strange patterns...

Clearly, this was Wizard Eugene.

This appearance, oddly enough, reminded Colin of an "old acquaintance"—Nidham.

That very Advanced Apprentice who had bought Charlie, who had attacked him, and later transformed him into a hound...

But Nidham did not have the presence of this black-haired wizard.

Flanking Eugene closely sat two wizards, one with a youthful face and handsome features, the other of middle-aged appearance.

The other dozen or so First Rank Wizards were sparsely seated along both sides of the long table.

However, what surprised Colin the most were the two familiar tall knights standing in the corner of the room...

Quadruplets?

Colin shook his head... this must certainly be a creation of witchcraft.

Suppressing his curiosity, he silently approached Eugene, placed his hand on his chest in a gesture of respect, and after carefully scanning around, he directly took his place at the middle of the left side of the long table.

There, sat a petite witch with a slightly furrowed brow.

"Good afternoon, Senior Lillian."

Colin paused, sitting down while greeting her.

With just a brief

Herard's pace of speech was unhurried, but his tone seemed to explode from clenched teeth, as if holding back roiling anger.