The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

William looked sharply over the fence.

A wild wolf that was much bigger than the other wild wolves stood alone, with green eyes staring straight at William. Dozens of wild wolves walked back and forth around it.

It seems that it is a wolf, William guessed in his heart.

Holding the sword, he walked slowly towards the wooden fence step by step.

With shame on their faces, Jacques Porter and Derek John stood up quickly and followed William step by step.

There was also noise in the village, and there was a fire. It seemed that the villagers were awakened, and they rushed over in groups.

The first wolf looked at the scene in the village humanely, paused for a moment, and let out a wolf howl from its mouth again, "Wow..."

Dozens of wild wolves surrounded the first wolf and ran into the forest without hesitation, and disappeared into the darkness not long after, even the sound was swallowed.

Only then did William breathe a sigh of relief. Although he had the guidance of the magic mirror, killing more than a dozen wild wolves would consume him a lot.

As soon as he relaxed at this moment, his whole body was soaked with sweat gushing out.

At this time, the villagers also rushed over with torches made of firewood. When they saw the corpses of a dozen wild wolves on the ground, their faces turned pale.

"Ghost wolves in the dark forest? Aren't they active in the depths of the forest? How did they come to the village?" A hunter in the small village of Nise called out in alarm.

William looked over in search of prestige, and the person who was speaking was a lean, middle-aged man.

"Ghost wolf?"

"Yes, Lord Baron, ghost wolves generally live in deep forests, near swamps, and they prefer a damp and dark environment. Because the fur on their bodies naturally forms strange patterns, they are also called ghost wolves!" The hunter explained to William.

"Hmm." That's not the point of the question tonight.

William thought for a while, then asked the villagers, "Has there been any wild beasts attacking the village before?"

"No!" The villagers shook their heads without thinking.

"My lord, because of the lizardmen every winter, there are not many dangerous beasts on the edge of the forest. Over the years, the small village of Nisai has at most encountered wild boars breaking into the fields and destroying the rye. Some people in the village Together, we will drive away the wild boar!"

Adams took the initiative to stand up and answer William's question, saying that leaving a good impression in the minds of the superiors has always been what he has been tirelessly trying to do.

He didn't want a vulgar hunter to monopolize the limelight.

"Hmm!" William frowned, and he looked back at the dark forest, "Then why did this group of ghost wolves come to the edge of the forest and attack them?"

By them William meant Jacques Porter and Derek John.

No one answered William, only the passing wind.

After a while, there was a villager who replied unconfidently, "Master Baron, could it be because of the fire that attracted you here?"

Another one that attracted the attention of the baron! Adams curled his lips in his heart, and was about to refute, but was preempted by the middle-aged hunter, "No, generally speaking, wild beasts are more afraid of things like flames! Moreover, ghost wolves usually live in deep forests. where the..."

Deep in the forest, it is a place where hunters dare not go in and hunt!

It is possible to meet lizardmen anytime and anywhere, and become a snack for lizardmen!

Not a single useful answer! William's brows continued to frown, and he didn't have a clue in his mind.

He looked at the dark forest, shifted his gaze, and finally landed on the crude wooden fence, and said expressionlessly, "The wooden fence is still too short!"

"If it's a high wall, these ghost wolves can't jump in at all!"

The villagers looked at each other, a wall, or a high wall, how could it be so easy?

Moreover,

Does it make sense?

Winter is coming.

"It's time to speed up!" William said to himself again.

His majestic gaze swept across the audience, and he said in a deep voice.

"Starting tomorrow, if you find what I want within three days, your reward will be doubled. If you find what I want within seven days after more than three days, your reward will be increased by half. If you find what I want after seven days, your reward will be reduced by half!"

That is to say, if you find that sticky soil within three days, you can get two franc silver coins, and if you find it within seven days, you can only get one franc silver coin and fifty copper coins.

If you find that kind of cyan or milky white stone within three days, you can get two silver coins of silver coins. If you find it within three days, you can only get one silver coin of silver coins plus one silver coin of French francs and fifty copper coins of Puer. .

But if it takes more than seven days, then one franc silver coin will become half a franc silver coin, and one franc silver coin will become half a franc silver coin.

As soon as William finished speaking, the villagers became tense. They were full of motivation in the middle of the night. What's more, they were about to walk out of the village as soon as they took a step. They had to race against time!

However, the dark forest buried their courage, and the feet that had just started retracted at a faster speed.

They comforted themselves in their hearts, and they could go earlier tomorrow! The Lord Baron's reward will definitely be theirs!

William didn't care about them. After he finished speaking, he looked at the wolf carcasses all over the ground, ordered the wolf carcasses to be cleaned up, and then turned back to the earthen house.

In the mind, the shrill voice of the magic mirror mirror sounded.

"Absorb the souls of thirteen ghost wolves, and the current energy can be supplied for 18 days!"

William's eyes moved, then he calmed down again, lying on the bed, and continued to sleep with his clothes on!

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In the city of Patras, Old John and Old Gretel walked out of a shop with distressed expressions.

Behind them is a smiling businessman, wearing a gorgeous robe, with a sincere smile on his face, with a big belly, but his face is so thin that it sticks to the bones.

He vowed behind Old John and Old Gretel, "Please rest assured! Everyone in Patras knows the reputation of me, Hughes. I will definitely deliver what you want, my lord, on time and in the right amount! "

"Hmm!" Old John said with a heavy nasal voice without looking back.

Just now, he had just paid a deposit of 50 pith gold coins, and when Hughes' small caravan delivered the goods to the small village of Nisai, he had to pay another 80 pith gold coins.

A total of one hundred and thirty gold pis coins!

This figure is even higher than the amount estimated by Old John himself! Far beyond!

Thirty piss are three hundred francs in silver, or thirty thousand coppers in copper.

How could such an amount make Old John happy?

However, Old John couldn't find those big chambers of commerce or big caravans!

Because these large chambers of commerce or large caravans have a deeper relationship with the owner of Will Castle.

Old John couldn't expose his purpose to the master of Will Castle.

Although the owner of Will Castle doesn't necessarily care about these little things!

But who knows what nobles are like!

There is always no big mistake in being careful! Old John comforted himself in this way.

A long distance away from Hughes' shop, Old John wanted to go back. He missed his son Drake, looked around, and suddenly found that Old Gretel's second son Andrew was not here.

"Where's your son?" Old John said angrily, "We're going back!"

"Sorry, Master John." Old Gretel also looked around, and replied, "He just told me to visit a friend, and I believe he will be back soon!"

"Hmm!" Although Old John was dissatisfied, this is the city of Patras, not the small village of Nisai, and there is no cornerstone of his power next to him—William is here, and Old Gretel is a coward, so Old John still has to rely on His place, so he could only hum a lightly, waiting impatiently for Andrew to come back!

Old Gretel also frowned slightly, maybe he shouldn't let him out of his sight, instead of believing the lie that he will be back soon!

Where will he go? Old Gretel fell into deep thought.

But at this moment, Andrew Great was standing stiffly in the center of Patras, in Newville Castle, waiting for Viscount Grian to summon him!