The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

The two big farmers in the village, Smith and Collis, looked at each other, and with firm eyes, they also stood up and walked to Adams with their families.

Collis has been afraid to look at William.

Smith, on the other hand, looked at William with apologetic eyes, and persuaded him sincerely, "My lord, the small village of Nisai in winter is too dangerous, why don't you go to Patras with us?"

William ignored him, but asked his guard members calmly, "Jack Smith, Mike Collis, how about you?"

These two were the children of big farmers Smith and Collis.

The other members of the guards looked over in unison.

A wordless pressure emerged spontaneously, and the two guards broke out in sweat, their faces showed embarrassment, and they were speechless.

At this time, Mike's father, Collis, interjected, speaking urgently and quickly, "Mike, come here, come to me!"

Mike Collis, who was called out, looked at his earnest father in embarrassment, and then at the expressionless William. He closed his eyes suddenly, and when he opened them again, he had already made a decision.

"Lord Baron, thank you for your teaching during this time, I will always keep it in my heart!" Mike said to William with true feelings, but William still had that indifferent expression.

Mike sighed inwardly, and said softly, "Sorry, Lord Baron."

After speaking, he silently took off the uniform and weapon of the guards on his body, and walked quietly behind his father.

The same goes for Jack next to him.

Seeing that there are several "important people" around him, Adams has gained a lot of confidence. He smiled inconspicuously at the corner of his mouth, and looked at a few old friends standing among a group of hesitant villagers. He urged, "Mr. Shuster, Mr. Flake, what are you waiting for?"

"Andrew, what about you? What about your father, Mr. Gretel? Ah, Mr. Gretel is a smart man. I believe he has made the right decision!"

"But hurry up! Lord Knight's time is precious and limited. Believe me, he doesn't have much patience!"

This feeling of attention is really great for Adams. He felt that he was about to float up, and his words became more and more floating, and his tone was a little rude.

Knight West stood quietly while maintaining a decent posture, his eyes showed that he was sure of victory!

Yes, he felt that things were going the way he wanted them to.

He saw that the eyes of the untouchables were full of hesitation and uneasiness, as long as a few more untouchables stood up, this bunch of mindless and humble things would cry and shout, scrambling to beg him to accept them food, in order to get a chance to spend the winter in the slums of Patras.

And without people in Nisai Village, Baron Dikas would not have the courage to persevere, and could only obediently become Viscount Grian's puppet.

Knight West believed in this, and couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Time passed bit by bit.

The villagers were still talking about it, and there was no shortage of hesitation and anxiety in their eyes.

However, none of the villagers Adams named had ever stood up.

The most anxious thing was Old Gretel's son Andrew, who kept persuading his father, but Old Gretel kept a straight face and said nothing.

"What's going on?" Knight West had a bad feeling in his heart. He frowned and looked at Adams with threatening eyes.

Seeing the chills in his heart, Adams panicked and said anxiously, "Mr. Huster, Mr. Flake, didn't we agree? Don't keep Mr. Knight West waiting too long!"

"Mr. Gretel, what do you think? Don't hesitate any longer!"

The silent Huster of the swineherd named by Adams was indifferent,

The cowboy Freck raised his head and returned a complicated wry smile.

And old Gretel just looked at William, ignoring his elder son Andrew who was getting more and more anxious beside him.

Adams turned pale. This was not a script he had written, and the actual script was already out of his control.

The Smith and Collis family standing next to him were a little uneasy on their originally calm faces.

"Mr. Adams, as I said, you can't represent all the villagers!" William's calm words came, but Adams felt a chill in his heart.

He looked at the pigherd and cowherd among the villagers, and at William who was looking at him with interest, his heart was constantly falling into the abyss.

"Flake, Huster, are you crazy? Didn't we agree?"

Neither of them answered him.

Adams cast his last hope on Andrew again, and said angrily, "Andrew, what about you? Come to me now! These idiots are willing to die, and we can't stop them! Never!"

"Father, look! The small village of Nisai in winter is a Jedi, I don't know what you are hesitating about! Call my brother, let's go to Patras as a family." Andrew kept persuading his father.

"Hey! Andrew, do you know what I'm hesitating about?" Old Gretel suddenly sighed.

"Father, what are you hesitating for?"

"Andrew, come closer, let me tell you!" Old Gretel waved at his son, "Yes, come closer, yes, this is the position!"

"Father, what do you want to tell me?" As soon as Andrew approached, he saw the stick that his old father was holding fell from the sky and hit him on the neck.

Aches and pains mixed together.

Andrew looked at his father in disbelief, and then his brain was blinded, and he passed out and fell to the ground.

"That's what I'm hesitating about, Andrew." Seeing his wife help his eldest son up with distress, Old Gretel sighed, and said, "Ahem..."

The movement was too hard, and Old Gretel couldn't help coughing several times in a row.

"Mr. Great, what do you mean? Are you going to kill your own son? You are so cruel, Mr. Great!" Adams had calmed down a little at this time, and questioned Old Great.

"No, Adams! I'm not trying to kill my son, I'm just trying to prevent him from going down a wrong path!" Old Gretel calmed down his cough and said.

"Hehe..." Adams sneered, with a sneer on his face, "Old Mr. Gretel, you were my father's most trusted friend and an elder I respected, but you clearly know that you can rely on the wooden fence in the small village of Nisse and the Lord Baron's Open your mouth, you can't resist those monsters in winter, you are..."

Old Gretel interrupted Adams, nodded, and said, "I know, Adams, I know everything you said!"

"You're right too!"

"But I'm tired!" Old Gretel said flatly.

"Tired? Mr. Gretel, what does it mean to be tired? Who in this world can live without being tired!" Adams had an ominous omen in his heart, but he still tried his best to save it.

"It's not like that, Adams, you're a smart boy, yes, I never doubted it. It's just that I'm tired, and many villagers, like me, are tired! Turn in most of the harvest every year, just for In exchange for a chance to live in a meager life, such a day seems to have no end in sight, which makes me tired!"

"But Mr. Gretel, we have no choice. At least, we are not the worst-lived group."

"No, Adams, we have a choice. We have the Lord Baron. We pay taxes to him, much less than Patras, and he promises to protect us!"

"Do you think he can protect us?" Adams completely lost his mind and dared to say such impolite words. If it were another brutal lord, he would be killed right now!

But William didn't say anything.

"Since the baron came to our village, the baron has never lied to us! The baron said he would protect us, so I have confidence in him!" Old Gretel said strongly, "And, the baron's life is more important than the We are much more noble, and he is not afraid of him anymore, so what are we afraid of?"

Adams was silent, paused, and looked at the swineherd and the cowherd, "You don't think so, do you?"

The swineherd didn't answer him, and the cowherd Flake said, "Yes, Adams."

"Then why didn't you tell me in advance? Didn't we always agree?" Adams growled angrily, feeling that he had been betrayed.

No one answered him.

Only old Gretel stood up, but facing all the villagers, he said sincerely, "Everyone, there has always been an abyss in front of us. We had no choice before, so we had to cross that single-plank bridge!"

"Now, the fog has cleared, and a new path has appeared before us. We don't know where it leads, but I thought, maybe we can give it a try!"

The villagers all understood what Old Gretel meant, and they all fell into deep thought!

William also took advantage of this opportunity to solemnly promise, "Citizens, I am your lord. It is my natural right to collect taxes, but it is also my inescapable responsibility to protect my subjects!"

"I will protect you! I will build an impenetrable wall for us! I will lead you to a better life!"

"I haven't lied to you yet! Not before, and not now!"

"So, trust me! I beg you, I beg you, to stay, to be with me, together, to change the past!"

Never has a nobleman been so "low-key" as William!

But the effect was astonishing, and the villagers began to waver.

William felt the change in the hearts of the villagers, and said, "If you really want to leave us, I will not stop it! But, he will not be a citizen of my Dickas! They will not be welcomed by me in the future! "

"Like them, Adams, Smith, Collis, their land will be taken away, and I will give their land to those villagers who have meritorious deeds!"

William pointed to the three of Adams and said.

Before Adams and Smith said anything, Collis couldn't help howling, "No, Lord Baron, you can't do this, this is my land, my family's land, you don't have the right!"

"Go away! You bastard who smells like a stinky sewer from your bones, you are no longer from the Land of Dikas, and the baron has the right to dispose of these unowned lands!" Old John found an opportunity to scold Kobe viciously. Liss got up.

Collis's face turned pale, his eyes turned red, he hesitated and couldn't speak.

At this time, Old Gretel suddenly stood up and shouted, "Lord Baron, I believe in you, I will stay!"

The old voice spread throughout the village!

The swineherd raised his head and stood up, saying calmly, "I'll stay too!"

"How can I be missing?" The cowherd also laughed.

"Hahaha, Lord Baron is the first and only lord who allowed me to earn so much money and learn new techniques. How could I leave?" Merton the Skillful Hand also came out and said to the villagers.

At this time, Drake, the son of Old John, suddenly felt moved and shouted, "I swear to be loyal to Baron Dikas forever, to be his sword, to be his shield, to split the thorns for him, to cut away the darkness for him !"

"I swear to be kind to the weak!"

"I swear to stand bravely against rape!"

"I swear against all mistakes!"

"I swear to fight for the unarmed!"

"I swear to help anyone who asks me for help!"

"I swear I won't hurt any woman!"

"I swear to help my brother players!"

"I swear to be true to my friends!"

"I swear I'll stay with the one I love until death!"

The rest of the guards also roared, and the passionate and familiar words echoed in the village.

The mentality of the villagers has changed.

"Perhaps, it's not bad to stay!"

"That's right, Lord Baron is not afraid anymore, what do we have to be afraid of?"

"I'm tired of living in the darkness every winter in Patras. If I really want to die, let me die in the small village of Nise!"

"Fuck, you will die! We will not die! The baron will lead us to create miracles. I have decided, and our family will stay!"

"We'll stay too!"

"Haha, I will work hard for Lord Baron so that he can give me those fields!"

"What's yours? It's mine! My lord, our family has stayed!"

……………….

Seeing this scene, the corners of Old John's mouth couldn't help but grinned, and finally he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear!

There was also joy in William's eyes, and he showed an appreciative look to Old John in the crowd: Well done!

But the faces of the West Knights were as black as night and as cold as winter.

Adams and the others were pale!

"Hmph! Let's go!" Knight West knew that it was useless, snorted coldly, turned around and left!

"You will regret it one day!"