Chapter 3578 Elderly Care

I came home with an uneasy feeling, and I immediately saw Taylor slumped lazily on the sofa, eyes closed and concentrating. But as I expected, in his palm drooped on the floor, there was a wine bottle inside. And half a bottle of wine.

It's really hard for him to hold on so firmly and not spill all the half bottle of wine on the ground.

Not far away, a busy waiter saw me coming back and hurriedly came to me, explaining in a low voice that Taylor said they didn't need to put away the bottles.

I knew very well in my heart that this was the kind of person Mr. Taylor was, so I waved my hand and told them to go ahead and do their own thing and ignore him. Even if the drink was really spilled on the floor, I would not cause trouble for them.

The waiters breathed a sigh of relief and continued their work quietly.

I stepped forward and picked up the bottle from Taylor's hand. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and muttered: "I told you, no need, Xiaoyi is back, when did he come back?"

"I just came back," I said, "You always drink. When you want to take a nap, can you put the wine bottle on the coffee table? I'll see how worried the waiters are. They don't know what to do."

"As for wine, it's best to keep it in your hand." Taylor took the bottle back from my hand, took a sip, wiped his mouth, and said, "I can't help it, I can't change my old habits."

"It's true." I pinched the bridge of my nose helplessly and said, "By the way, Casillas is injured."

"I see."

Taylor acted indifferently, or rather, he never had a good look towards the apostle.

"I want to ask you to take action once."

"Healing Apostle?" Taylor said helplessly.

"Well," I said, "Casillas has been filled with a strange power. With the current strength of Fort Vicky, there is no way to get rid of it."

Taylor thought for a few seconds and then said: "There are many powerful priests in the medical institutions in Fort Vicky. You can ask them to visit."

"Which pastors are you referring to?" I asked curiously.

"You can ask the National Strength Organization and you will know. Although the number of priests in Fort Wych is the smallest among all countries, the level of priests is also the top among all countries."

Hearing this, I nodded, stood up and said, "Then I will go visit the National Power Organization now."

Before I went out, I heard Mr. Taylor shouting from behind: "Wait!"

Stopping for a moment, I wondered: "What?"

"We haven't seen them for a long time, and I miss them very much. Since you are going there, I might as well accompany you and make these old friends ours."

After that, he stood up, but did not follow me out directly. Instead, he went upstairs first, brought down a few bottles of wine, and then said to me: "Let's go."

The journey was smooth, and we soon found the strong men at the top of the national power organization.

I have to complain here about the difference in authority between me in Witchburg and Moonlight City.

In Moonlight City, there are many things I want to do, but without authorization, I will always encounter many obstacles. Even if I am an elder, I can't do anything about it.

But there was no place in Wychburg to which I could not go directly, except the chambers of their Majesties.

In fact, the palace in Wychburg was also accessible to me, but due to the moral constraints in my heart, I automatically classified the harem as one of the forbidden areas that I could not offend.

Entering the most secret core area of ​​the Fort Vicky National Power Organization, I met a group of the most authoritative bosses. I first greeted them politely, and these bosses also greeted me very kindly.

Their qualifications are too high, and the senior ones are about the same age as them. The youngest among them is about the same as Mr. Taylor, and the oldest is said to be over 500 years old.

The oldest member of this national force is a powerful berserker, and his use of a pair of mithril hammers is earth-shattering.

It is said that when he was young, he single-handedly challenged a mid-level disaster and smashed a group of disasters that had destroyed several countries during the melee into meat pies.

Although these countries are all small and medium-sized countries, they are enough to demonstrate their excellent strength.

Now that he is older, he doesn't take action often, and it seems that he has been criticized by some people with ill intentions, saying that his strength is not as good as before and that he is no longer enough to serve as the leader of the national power organization.

But these rumors seem to be unable to shake his position at all.

Now that I have seen this legendary figure in person, I feel that those criticisms are purely malicious rumors.

I am not good at sensing magic fluctuations, but I am very good at sensing breath.

After just sensing the other person's aura, I was sure that this 500-year-old man still had an extremely powerful aura, and the aura was far more powerful than any apostle.

Yes, you heard me right, it is stronger than any apostle's aura, including the first apostle who is revered as the King of the Demon Realm.

When he saw Taylor, the leader of the National Power Organization said to Taylor with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for decades, but you little guy has grown to this point. Hey, those two little girls have been clinging to you. Woolen cloth?"

Mr. Taylor's old face suddenly turned red, and he said awkwardly: "Oh, why are you bringing up these old things?"

The leader smiled kindly, but I always felt that there was a lot of bad humor in his old man's smile.

After "Little One" teased Taylor, the leader looked at me and said, "Did you encounter any problems during your visit?"

"Yes" I told the truth about Casillas being attacked.

After hearing this, the leader nodded slightly and said, "It seems that this fortieth floor has also been set up by the God of Creation. I really don't know when adventurers will be able to completely conquer the dungeon."

"Definitely," I responded with a smile: "After all, the God of Creation set up dungeons to hone the strength of adventurers and let them break through them. If they only set up difficult levels but don't let them break through, Then doesn’t the level lose its meaning of existence?”

"The little guy is very enlightened," the leader responded with a smile.

Then, he turned to one of the old ladies who looked energetic and said, "Since the little guy came to ask for help in person, let's help him."

"That's fine." The old lady put down the cup in her hand, looked at Taylor with a smile and said, "Actually, little Taylor is more than enough for this matter."

Then, she changed the subject and said, "But if little Taylor is asked to help, he will definitely think of the evil dragon, right?"

The old man nodded helplessly and agreed with the old woman's words.

"Then let me go and see what kind of power it is that can make the apostles helpless."

After saying that, the old lady stood up shakily and walked slowly towards the door.

When passing by me, she laughed and said: "Little guy, you have to support me, an old man. If I fall, you have to support me in my old age."