The architecture reminiscent of castles from the Equaian century dotted the landscape.

Simond was quite considerate when preparing a wheelchair for Andrew.

As Martin wheeled Andrew around, Andrew was exceptionally delighted. Their journey across the seas to the archipelagic nations gradually opened up his world, and he was no longer confined to his cage-like laboratory.

"Dad, the houses here are so beautiful, and the colors are so vibrant," Andrew said to Martin.

Martin nodded. Simond had warned him not to mention the name of this place, so he had to avoid it and said, "Yes, many countries have houses like these in various colors. In the future, if we have the chance we'll see many beautiful sights."

Abigail, being led by Simond, couldn't see and had no one to tell her where they were.

The group got into the car.

Andrew remained quietly content as he gazed out the window throughout the journey. He knew Abigail couldn't see and might feel sad about it, so he suppressed his own joy and chose to quietly relish the moment.

They arrived at a heavily guarded ancient castle. Simond waited for Martin and Andrew to alight from the car before assisting Abigail.

Abigail held her child as she slowly made her way out of the car, and then Simond embraced her shoulders.

"You remember my voice, don't you?" Simond's voice turned serious.

Abigail murmured in agreement.

"Let's go," he spoke softly and led her forward. "If someone who isn't with me tells you to go out for dinner or anything like that, don't listen to them."

"Okay." She complied obediently.

her. Despite enduring so much, she never completely succumbed to despair, nor did she ever have a major outburst

extra time and effort

castle, it was eerily quiet, with rows of black-clad bodyguards, each as imposing as

serious atmosphere. It felt so solemn that even breathing had to be done

apprehensive and

glances before quickly averting his gaze in

moment, Larry's mouth quivered. He was

let him

covered Larry's eyes and gently

and she breathed a sigh of

Abigail, leaving only her

"Stand guard at the door. If she calls for you, then

use the restroom?"

question momentarily stumped

way to the toilet. I can manage with my hands,"

Simond before

his gaze turned cold as he made his way to Martin and Andrew's

door and lightly tapped

ask a question, but upon seeing the unusual look in Simond's eyes, he instinctively took a

with no effort to conceal the bloodthirsty soul that seemed to emanate from his very core and a fierceness reminiscent of a wild predator etched in his

throat bobbed as he asked, "Is there something

voice was devoid of emotion and

wander off," Martin instructed before hastily following Simond. At that moment, he finally understood the terrifying nature of this

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