The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

Early the next morning, the old gardener sent the feather of the golden bird to Ramisio III, known as the White King.

The most skillful goldsmith in the world could not make such a fine golden feather.

The white king Ramisio III immediately summoned several of his confidants for confirmation.

All the important ministers said that this was a priceless feather, more precious than all the treasures in the king's treasury combined, and more valuable than all the wealth in the kingdom.

Of course, this is an exaggeration.

At the very least, the value of the golden apple tree in the secret garden of the white king Ramisio III was far higher than this golden feather, and even the whole golden bird couldn't match it.

However, the golden apple tree is the biggest secret of the royal family. Even the prince doesn't know it. Only the core people know it, let alone outsiders.

The king's confidantes looked at the golden feather with their knowledge, and of course they thought it was priceless.

However, human greed is unlimited.

Ramisio III, the white king, had a golden apple tree of inestimable value, but he wanted more.

After his majestic gaze swept across the audience, "A single golden feather is useless to me, what I want is a whole golden bird."

When the king's confidants heard the words, they all shut their mouths.

Ramisio III was not angry either. He knew that everyone had their own value. He needed these important ministers to control the entire country, but he did not rely on them to get the golden bird.

Ramisio III relied on the gardener and his son who brought him the golden feather.

After finishing the meeting with the ministers, Ramisio III came to the secret room again and secretly summoned the old gardener.

The white king said straight to the point, "Hanlaine, I want that golden bird, no matter what it costs!"

A look of embarrassment appeared on the face of the gardener named Hanlaine. He knew from his youngest son's narration last night that this golden bird was definitely not simple.

Moreover, the world is so big, without any clues, finding that golden bird is more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

But the king's order cannot be disobeyed.

Hanlaine agreed, "Obey, Your Majesty the King."

"Hanlaine, you have never let me down. I am looking forward to that day. I will also give rich rewards to those who triumph, and I guarantee it with the glory of the royal family."

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The king's promise of a great reward did not excite the gardener.

The old gardener Hanlaine returned to the secret garden with a heavy heart.

The three sons surrounded him.

The eldest son, Galba, was the first to ask, "My venerable father, is the king angry and making you so sad?"

Old gardener Hanlaine shook his head.

Anthony, the second son, then asked, "And what is the reason, my father?"

The old gardener Hanlaine did not answer, but looked at his youngest son Servikus, "Vicus (nickname), do you think that golden bird will come over tonight?"

"I'm afraid it won't dare to come over. Father, our golden apples will never be lost again, and the king will never be angry again." The youngest son Servikus thought for a while before replying.

"But our Royal Highness asked us to catch the golden bird to it." The old gardener Hanlaine had a bit of bitterness and helplessness on his face.

"This is simply impossible." The youngest son Servikus shook his head and said.

At this time, the eldest son Galba, who had been neglected and felt dissatisfied, suddenly intervened. He said to the old gardener Hanlaine, "Father, I think that the golden bird will definitely come again. This time we know Whoever the thief is, we can first set a trap for birds in the garden. It’s okay if it doesn’t come, but if it does, it will never escape our trap. By then, Father, you are at His Royal Highness’s place , can also have an explanation!"

This suggestion really touched the heart of the old gardener.

His face became emotional.

The youngest son, Servikus, was actually the only person present who had contact with the golden bird. He knew that this golden bird was anything but simple, so he shook his head and said coldly, "I don't think it will be so easy to succeed."

"Do you have any better suggestions, my brother!" The eldest son Galba turned his head to stare at Servikus, and said in a bad tone.

"I..." The youngest son Servikus opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

"Galba's idea is good. Before there is no other way, let's try his method." The old gardener Hanlaine thought about it, nodded and accepted the elder son's suggestion.

The eldest son Galba's mood suddenly became much happier.

Last night, because of his younger brother Servikus shooting down the feather of the golden bird, he was appreciated by his father, and the fire of jealousy in his heart also calmed down a lot.

Immediately, the eldest son Galba directed the two younger brothers to purchase materials and set traps, and it took a long time to get it done.

The four gardeners, father and son, ate some food casually, and stayed in various corners of the garden to watch.

This is called "waiting for the bird"!

One night passed.

Another night passed.

The third night passed.

Every night is quiet and peaceful.

However, after staying up for three consecutive nights, there was still no sign of the golden bird.

Golden Bird, not coming!

The golden bird is not inferior to humans in wisdom, but it seems that it is not very courageous. How did the gardener and his son know that after the golden bird fled, it was blocked by William!

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Although the golden bird escaped by luck in the end, in its heart, the golden apple tree garden is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair.

Where did the golden bird dare to come!

fourth day.

Needless to say, the eldest son Galba knew that his idea was unrealistic.

The golden bird didn't come at all.

He took the initiative to say to his father, "Father, I don't think we can continue to be passive like this."

The old gardener looked at his eldest son with his panda eyes open, without saying a word.

This is the lost eye of staying up late for days on end with nothing to gain.

The eldest son, Galba, had no choice but to continue talking, "I've decided, father."

"The golden bird may come over at any time, so here, I still need you and your two younger brothers to guard it together."

"And I will take the initiative to attack, leave here, and go outside to find its whereabouts."

"There are traces of birds flying across the sky. I don't believe that no one outside knows the situation of the golden bird. As long as someone knows, I will definitely find it and bring it back!" The eldest son Galba looked at his father firmly. Said, looking at that look like a warrior about to go out.

Faced with the request of the eldest son Galba, the old gardener Hanlaine did not agree at first, because their identities were not visible.

For the people of the Holy Light's Holy See, they are heresies, the kind of heresies who are going to be burned alive on the stake.

So old gardener Hanlaine was worried.

But the eldest son Galba persuaded his father over and over again, and finally convinced his father.

The old gardener, Hanlaine, asked his elder son Galba to wear a tight hood so that no one would easily notice his blond hair and golden pupils, and he would dye his hair another color if necessary.

Because gold is the most obvious feature of the blood of the gods in ancient times.

According to the rumors, the body of a pure-blooded god descendant is like gold.

Of course, with it, there is also the power of authority and power that is as powerful as a mountain roar and a tsunami.

After the elder son Galba got the approval of the old gardener Hanlane, he was very excited, and the original drowsiness disappeared, and it didn't take long for him to pack his salute.

Their family is the secret guard of the white king. The white king is not a stingy king. On weekdays, there are many rewards for the gardener and his son.

It's just the father and son of gardeners who have lived in the secret garden for many years, and they don't have much opportunity to spend money.

This time the eldest son, Galba, was going out, so naturally he would not be short of money.

Galba packed his things, greeted his father before the night fell, and walked outside the palace under the envious eyes of his two younger brothers.

Although the gardener's three sons lived in the Golden Apple Tree Garden most of the time, in their spare time, the old gardener would take them on a sneak tour of the royal city so that his sons would not be disconnected from the outside world.

So the eldest son Galba easily blended into the crowd of the king city, and walked out of the king city before the city was closed for night.

He didn't know that there was a pair of indifferent eyes looking at him in the dark.

At this time, it was not dark yet.

The productivity of this world is still very backward.

Outside the city, there are often large tracts of undeveloped forests.

After the eldest son Galba left the royal city, he came across a small forest not long after he walked.

The forest in this era is different from the urban forest in William's previous life.

The forests in the previous life have been developed. Unless it is those deep mountains and old forests, most of the more dangerous creatures, such as jackals, tigers and leopards, have been cut off, and the safety is relatively high.

But in the forests of this era, large and ferocious carnivores are not uncommon. If you get lost in the forest after dark, unless you are the son of God, or find a refuge early, otherwise, you will either be frozen to death by the low temperature in the middle of the night, or become someone A ration for an individual or group of animals.

The certain group that William mentioned here includes the crowd.

In this world, cannibalism is not uncommon.

William suddenly recalled that the Snow White whom he had lost in the forest was the so-called Chosen One?

Now, according to the news that William has received, after Snow White came out of the deep mountains, she temporarily settled down in a certain country, which seems to have become a political weapon for the coalition forces to deal with the Queen of Black Witches.

I don't know how they are doing now, but speaking of it, William really misses the heart of the Dark Witch Queen!

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The gardener's eldest son, Galba, is so confident because he inherited the blood of a certain wind deity, and his natural strength and physique are far superior to ordinary people, especially his quick reaction speed, which is a few steps faster than others. William's wizard world Cavaliers are not necessarily his opponents.

Coupled with the fact that the gardener's sons received strict warrior training from the gardener since they were young, their fighting skills and experience are not bad. This is why Garba Gang has the confidence to walk alone in the forest.

Suddenly, Garba saw a blue male fox with a human height sitting on a boulder in front of him like a human.

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Although there is no such saying in this world, Galba also feels something is wrong in his heart.

He raised his vigilance, silently took out his bow and arrow, and was about to shoot this weird-looking male fox.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the male fox spoke human language, which was the local language he was familiar with.

"Good evening, sir, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Don't shoot me, I'm going to give you a piece of advice!"

"Oh!" Galba still didn't relax his vigilance.

"I know what the purpose of your trip is, you must want to find that golden bird!" said the blue male fox.

"How do you know? Monster!" Galba said in surprise.

"I saw the golden bird fly into the city, and I saw the golden bird fly out, but now the golden bird has never come again, so I know that you will definitely look for the golden bird! So I will wait for you here!" The blue male fox spoke mysteriously.

"I need your help, but before that, I will help you first!" The blue male fox said again.

"why me?"

"This is a complicated reason, but I will tell you later. Now, let me tell you what you should do!"

"Tonight you will come to a village, and when you get there you will see two inns with doors opposite each other."

"One of them is very lively and looks very magnificent. You must not go in. Although the small hotel opposite is shabby and simple, you should spend the night there."

The blue male fox looks sincere, but how can a normal person trust others easily, let alone an animal of unknown origin.

Galba thought to himself, "What does such a beast know?"

"The blue fox fur is very rare. If I can't find the golden bird, or this blue fox fur can save me a lot of points in front of my father."

Thinking of this, Galba, the eldest son of the gardener, directly took a bow and shot an arrow at the blue fox, but the blue fox easily dodged it.

A trace of regret and helplessness flashed in its humanized eyes, and it did not fight back, and fled towards the depths of the forest with its tail between its legs.

Although Galba was somewhat disappointed, he didn't dare to chase into the forest that was about to enter the night, so he put away his bow and arrow and continued to set off.

Walked for a while.

It was completely dark.

night comes.

Galba actually came to a village.

And there are really two hotels in the village as the blue fox said.

One room was very lively, with constant singing and laughing, and the tempting aroma of wine wafting out.

The name of this hotel is "The Carnival Hotel of the Non-Returners"!

And the other one is much more depressed, and it doesn't even have a name.

Seeing this, Galba said to himself, "I would be a fool if I lived in this shabby house instead of enjoying that lovely and cozy hotel."

Garba walked into the bustling hotel, and behind him, a dark figure slowly emerged.

He looked at this "Carnival Hotel for the Homeless" with a strange look in his eyes—it seemed a little unusual.