"Mother, are you ready?" Merlin said gently.
"We're ready," Maye replied with a smile.
"Well, then let's go."
"How are we going to travel? Why isn't there a carriage?” Winson frowned and asked curiously.
Merlin turned around and said,
“Right, I must have forgotten to tell you two. We are not going to use a vehicle like a carriage. It is too slow,” Merlin said in a calm tone.
"Then how are we going to travel, sir?” Winson asked curiously.
Winson called Merlin "sir." That meant he had a lot of respect for the boy. Although Merlin was his stepson, the identity of the little boy was too high. Not to mention him being a member of the Falcon Guild, his high level of magical power, and the fact that he was Eric’s grandson were good reasons for him to address the boy in this manner.
Winson would not dare to disrespect the little boy.
Merlin gave him a soft smile and said,