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The taxi stopped right next to the blue-haired man. Godric looked satisfied at the driver who had got out. "You had ordered a taxi?" Came the sober of the taxi driver as usual. Godric nodded. "Exactly. We want to go to the train station. ”When the suitcase was stowed away and Godric was about to get in, he looked at Louis. The latter stood a little to one side and examined the taxi. “It's a taxi. A car I told you about. Now come. Otherwise we won't arrive on time. “, Were Godric's explanatory words. Louis, however, raised an eyebrow briefly, leaned forward to take a closer look at the taxi. “Hmm ... a car, then. A vehicle or a horse. ”He muttered. But when Godric wanted to get in, there was a loud rumble. Godric managed to get to safety just in time while the taxi skidded a few inches across the street. The taxi driver gave a startled cry, wondering why his car was going on its own. However, when he looked in Louis' direction like Godric, he understood