The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

Gallia laughed back angrily, her small eyes shone with a frightening light, "Jerwitt, I admit that I really want that gourmet table, but I, Gallia, am a principled person! "

"Back then, everyone saw you carrying the table away! You can't rely on me for that!"

"If you want to wrong the honest Gallia, you can't do it, Jerwitt!"

Jerewit was in a hurry, "That table can no longer serve delicious food, it has been like this since you left! Tell me, it wasn't you who changed it, who else?"

Gallia sneered again and again, "Jerwitt, what a joke! According to what you said, if someone drank at my place and drove a carriage back and killed him, he would have to rely on me!"

"It's different!" Jerewitt glared at Gallia, arguing.

"It's nothing different!" Gallia spread her hands, "I saw a shameless person! He was on the way, maybe because of carelessness, or other reasons, in short, he lost his treasure!"

"He was very sad and wanted compensation. After thinking about it, he thought of me, the honest Gallia, and wanted to get a fortune from me."

"Man, I've seen you do this way too much! I won't be fooled!" Galia shook his head with a heartbroken look, "I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"

"You're slandering!" Jerewit was furious, and couldn't help but want to cross the bar and hit Gallia.

Gallia stood still, while his men who had been prepared by the side rushed forward to control him the second Gerwit was about to make a move.

"Let go of me! You thugs! Liars! Robbers! I'm going to report you to the consul!" Jerewit kept struggling, but with his ordinary strength, he couldn't break free from the grip of several big men.

"Mr. Jerewitt, I think you should still be worried about yourself!" Gallia patted his sleeve to wipe off the dust that didn't exist on it, and the old god said, "You are causing trouble here, I won't be wronged no matter where I sue! Besides..."

Gallia's face suddenly raised an arc, "Mr. Jerwitt, I'm afraid you don't know that you occupy a lot of space in the heart of the local city lord."

"What do you mean?" Jerewit suddenly felt uneasy.

Gallia pursed her lips, and her whole face looked like a Wu Dalang sesame seed cake, "Words about your magical table have reached the ears of the city lord. The city lord is very interested! He specifically told me that if you come over, I must invite you to the City Lord's Mansion as a guest!"

Jerewitt's expression changed, it was not a good thing to be targeted by nobles.

"My desk has been stolen!" Jerewit yelled.

"You have to tell the lord about this!" Galia motioned for several of his subordinates to put him down, and called them to the front.

As soon as he was let go, Jerewitt took the opportunity to bump a path with his shoulder, and rushed out of the tavern without looking back.

Several of Galia's subordinates were about to chase after him, but Galia yelled at him, "Idiot! What are you chasing after? Report this to the City Lord's Mansion!"

Several of Gallia's subordinates froze for a moment, not understanding Gallia's intentions.

But Gallia yelled again, "A bunch of idiots! Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

His group of subordinates immediately nodded like chickens pecking rice.

Then they ran towards the City Lord's Mansion one by one. As for Jerewitt, he had disappeared.

A few hours later, at the gate of Buji City, a group of black-clothed city guards rode horses, roaring and hurried away, running in all directions.

Grewitt, on the other hand, led a little donkey and walked slowly into Buji City.

The dust from the horses swept Griwitt and the little donkey all over.

Grewitt frowned displeasedly, ignored himself, and instead patted the little donkey to dust off,

While patting his mouth, he muttered, "A guy with no manners is destined to be a futile person!"

Speaking of which, Grewitt seemed to have thought of something happy, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

He patted himself casually a few times, and then led the little donkey, humming country tunes, and wobbled into Buji City.

It was getting dark at this time, and Griwitt needed to find a place to stay, so he came to the revelers' hotel.

"A hotel for revelers? Hehehe, happy things are quite suitable for me!" Griwit thought to himself, leading the donkey into the hotel.

The first floor of the hotel is a tavern, but the people inside are not as many as Grewitt imagined, and there is a dignified atmosphere.

A chubby middle-aged man saw Grewitt, looked left and right, and found that his subordinates had been summoned by the city guards, so he had no choice but to go up to him.

"Hello! Guest from afar, I am the owner of this hotel, my name is Galia! May I ask if you want to stay?" Gallia said skillfully.

"How do you know I'm here to stay?" Grewitt asked casually as he looked at the layout of the hotel comfortably.

"Guest, people who come to my hotel to drink will not come with a donkey!" Gallia pointed at Griwitt's donkey.

Grewitt smiled immediately, "That's right! I asked a stupid question!"

"Only smart people have the courage to admit their small mistakes! Guest, you are a smart person!" Gallia said sincerely.

"Hahaha..." This sycophant, Griwitt, laughed loudly and said, "Galia, you are such an interesting person!"

"But I can't just live alone, it has to have a place to live!"

"Don't worry! I have a good donkey house here. I'm sure it lives comfortably and doesn't want to leave!" Gallia patted her chest and assured her, reaching out to grab the reins in Griwitt's hand.

Grewitt grasped the rein tightly reflexively, avoiding Gallia's rough hand, then smiled unnaturally, and said, "No need! I'll take it to the barn by myself. I know it It must be tied somewhere."

Gallia frowned, taking care of the animals herself? Is it a poor ghost?

But look at his clothes are very luxurious?

Could it be a thief?

Gallia wondered.

At this time, he heard Grewitt say again, "Galia, do you have anything to eat here?"

"Guest, I have delicious wheat wine here! Would you like a glass?" Gallia replied.

"Wheat wine? Oh, forget it! I have to keep a clear head when I'm away from home! I'm hungry, do you have anything delicious here?"

"Here, I have to go out and buy it!" Gallia hesitated for a moment, then replied.

"Boss Galia, please don't save me, just buy some delicious food! My stomach is protesting!" Grewitt said to the hotel owner Galia.

Come on, a person who has to take care of his own livestock, why pretend to be a rich person? Gallia didn't take it seriously in her heart, but her face showed a look of embarrassment, "This..."

Grewitt understood immediately, and took out two round gold coins from his pocket, and handed them to Gallia.

The two gold coins do not have any country on them.

But judging by Gallia's venomous gaze, which he had practiced for many years, it was indeed a real gold coin.

The purchasing power of gold coins is very strong.

Gallia swept away the dissatisfaction in her heart, pulled herself together, smiled obsequiously, bowed her head to Grewitt, and said, "No problem, honored guest, I'll go and buy food for you right now! Guaranteed Best food in Phuket Town! You won't be disappointed!"

Grewitt nodded reservedly.

Gallia's buddies and subordinates were all sent away by the city guards. He had no choice but to go out in person to buy food for Grewitt!

Honey quail, ribs of wild boar, swan poached in saffron and peaches, cured pork seasoned with sugar and almond milk, oatmeal bread, peas in butter, and a large glass of good wine.

Gallia, the owner of the "Revelers' Hotel", is really powerful. In a short period of time, he bought a lot of delicious food for Griwitt.

When he returned to the hotel with these delicacies, Gallia was surprised to find that Grewitt, who was sitting at the table calmly, was still holding the little donkey tightly by his hand.

"Is this little donkey so valuable? You don't care about two gold coins that can buy ten donkeys, but you care so much about one little donkey?"

Although doubts arose in Gallia's heart, his face was still calm, with a smile on his face, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

"Guest, the food you asked for has arrived!"

"Great! This is the best news I've heard today! I can't wait!" Grewitt stretched out one hand to grab the food, but the other was still holding on to the little donkey the reins.

This made Boss Gallia, who was watching secretly, stare again!