After turning several street corners, Samir led Merlin into a narrow alley. On the right side of this alley was a small door, which was Samir's residence.
Merlin looked around the small courtyard. Living in such a secluded place meant that ordinary Spellcasters would need to spend a fair amount of time even if they wanted to find it, which was enough to show that Samir was actually a very cautious person.
Upon entering the courtyard, there was a long bluestone corridor ahead. Passing through the corridor led into the living room. Although Samir's residence looked hidden, it was very spacious.
"Master Merlin, please. My old friends are all in the living room."
Samir turned his head, pointed toward the living room, and said with a smile.
Merlin nodded, then stepped across the threshold into the living room. As soon as he entered, Merlin saw three Spellcasters sitting on the left side.
All three Spellcasters were draped in black robes. One of them had only a single eye, a bald head, and a burly figure, making him look more like a ferocious bandit than a powerful Spellcaster.
"Hehe, Samir, is this the person you made us wait for?"
The one-eyed, bald Spellcaster sneered when he saw Merlin.
The moment he entered the living room, Merlin immediately felt three massive mental powers sweep across his body. He only frowned slightly. Being directly inspected with mental power was an extremely impolite act.
Sometimes it could even lead to a battle between two Spellcasters. However, these three Spellcasters considered themselves third-level Mages, so naturally they did not look upon a mere Novice Spellcaster like Merlin with any regard. Even though Samir had mentioned to them that Merlin could withstand his attack, these three Spellcasters remained skeptical.
Samir nodded and said, "That's right, this