The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

Ficoola took the top spot and received the "benefits" of staying in this castle for the first night.

The whole castle was empty, with a strange atmosphere.

But Ficoola not only didn't care about it, but he was overjoyed. He was ecstatic about his "good luck" and even couldn't wait. He found a bed in the room and was about to take a good rest.

Duke and Hans, the eldest of the three brothers, both gave their eldest brother a little enviously.

William laughed mockingly in his heart. This castle is so weird and he dares to live here. Whenever something happens, he really doesn't even know how death happened!

But William then thought about it, the three brothers Camos didn't have a magic mirror and didn't have a deep understanding of the strange things in the castle.

They may think that the owner of the castle has temporarily left or hid, so they are not wary.

Ficoola sat by the bed and began to urge his two younger brothers, don't waste time, hurry to find the whereabouts of the three princesses.

Duke and Hans rolled their eyes to their elder brother, looked at each other, and then walked out of the castle.

William followed them and left the castle together.

Of course Ficoola did not have the courage to order William, but the castle was so weird that even the magic mirror couldn't detect the truth and fiction for a while. It was rare for someone to volunteer as a bait. William was very pleased with this, but let the magic mirror secretly monitor the strangeness here Just look around with Duke and Hans.

Duke and Hans are looking for the whereabouts of the princess, and William is interested in the possible dragon monster.

It's just that the aura of the dragon monsters disappeared, and William could only use luck to find their whereabouts.

But anyway, it is better to have goals than no goals, at least know what you want to do!

William took the initiative to leave, making Ficoola even more happy.

Without saying anything, he threw off the two old leather boots under his feet, and the room suddenly filled with a sour smell of athlete's foot.

This smell has been with Ficoola for many years, he has long been used to it, lying directly on the bed, his eyes closed, and he fell asleep.

"Bang bang bang..." A violent knock on the door awakened Ficoola.

His eyes were dimly sleepy, and his mind hadn't fully awakened. He looked at the trembling wooden door and cursed, "Who? Who is it?"

No one responded to Ficoola's question!

Finally, Ficoola still has some sense, knowing that he is just a "guest"!

He got up from the bed impatiently, put on his boots, then walked to the door, grabbed the handle, and opened the door violently.

He had thought that the people outside the door would be unable to hold back for a while and then fell down.

Ficoola had been prepared for a long time, and when he saw the opponent fell, he would definitely avoid him immediately to make him look good.

but……

Ficoola looked over, and there was no ghost in front of him.

"Nobody? Knocking on the door?" Ficoola's hairs stood up suddenly, and there were some bad guesses in his heart.

Then, as if the sound of thunder came from the ground.

"Hey, you stupid big guy, what are you looking at?"

Ficoola's heart trembled, looking for fame, only to discover that it was not no one, but a dwarf.

The dwarf speaks the lingua franca of the Kingdom of Oedipus, but rather bluntly, but Ficoola barely understands it!

The dwarf only reached his calf, his body was dusty gray, his eyes were round and bulging, his bare skin had a stone texture, his face was messy beard, and his forehead was a complicated purple symbol. Exudes a unique breath!

This breath is full of evil, violent desire, and a frightening smell.

If an ordinary person saw it, he would be limp and lose the ability to move.

But Ficoola looked as usual, completely indifferent in the face of this tyrannical aura.

I was just taken aback. Ficoola was fully awake. Looking at the dwarf at his feet, he showed a curious look, condescending with a sense of superiority, and said, "Oh, who did I say wake me up? After nap, it turned out to be a dwarf!"

This is definitely an insult.

"Dwarf?" The eyes of the dwarf who came suddenly were about to burst into flames, and the complicated symbols on his forehead seemed to be activated, moving around, exuding a stronger depressive aura.

"Isn't it? You poor boy!" Ficoola actually got up with "sorrowful pity", "Look at your height. You must be too short to eat. Come on, I can give you something to eat. Just get out of here. This is my territory, Master Ficoola!"

Ficoola is "domineering", and he immediately regards himself as the master here!

"Territory?" The dwarf looked at Fikola angrily and suspiciously.

The anger was because of Ficoola's words that "dove occupy the magpie's nest", and the suspicion was because of Ficoola's face as usual.

Since they became their relatives, they have carried their breath. Normal creatures can't help shivering when they get close to them.

Only some powerful creatures can ignore this breath.

Is there a powerful force hiding in this man? The dwarf thought suspiciously.

But look left, look right, the dwarf did not see any extraordinary power from the man dressed as a hunter!

Perhaps among ordinary people, he is considered a powerful male, but in the transcendent realm, he is not even a baby with low mental power.

The dwarf kept silent, and Ficoola seemed a little impatient. He said unceremoniously, "You dwarf, if you don't want to eat, then get out. Ficoola Castle does not welcome you!"

Ficoola had even taken the name of the castle at this time.

The dwarf was not angry when he heard it, his gray eyes rolled in his sockets, and he said calmly, "Then, please give me a piece of bread."

"Wasting my time! Get off after you eat!" Ficoola gave the dwarf a dissatisfied look, and then began to find bread all over the room.

Finally found a long tube-shaped bread in a cupboard.

The bread was hard, Ficoola pulled out his sharpened hunting knife and cut off a thin layer of bread.

He collected the hunting knife and bread loaf, took the piece of bread, and handed it to the dwarf as a charity.

The dwarf was arrogant and did not pick up the bread.

Fikola was not a patient person either, and the bread fell to the ground so lightly.

"Heh! Take your bread and go!" Ficoola issued another "dismissal order."

A sly light flashed in the dwarf's eyes.

He sternly said, "Formidable warrior, wise castle owner, please take care of a dwarf with inconvenient hands and feet for the sake of the Lord of Light! My waist is injured and I cannot bend over to pick up the bread!"

"Under the Holy Light~www.ltnovel.com~ I see that you are a benevolent lord! Please help a poor man!"

The word "lord" made Ficoola's heart radiant. A wild smile appeared on his face, and he laughed from ear to ear, "Dwarf, your words make me happy! Then, the respected Lord Ficoola will help You are such a small busy."

"But you don't want to get more benefits from Master Ficoola! Master Ficoola is a kind person, but not a fool!"

"Of course!" the dwarf nodded in response.

Ficoola nodded then, bending over to pick up the thin piece of bread.

A fierce light flashed in the dwarf's eyes, and the earth-yellow light flowed in his hand, silently forming a stubby stick.

The big rough hands of the dwarf grabbed Ficoola's hair.

"Ah!" Ficoola was in pain, and he couldn't care about picking up the bread, so he shouted, "You **** dwarf, let me go, or you will die!"

The response to him was the heavy stick.

"Papa......"

It hit Ficoola's body all at once, and it hit him all over his body in an instant.

Fikola wanted to resist, but the dwarf's short body contained powerful power, which was stronger than an adult.

Ficoola couldn't get rid of the control of the dwarf, so he was beaten to bruise.

The dwarf saw that Ficoola was a paper tiger, although it was not clear why Ficoola could ignore the deterrence of his breath, but this did not prevent the dwarf from hitting Ficoola harder and harder.

The only thing Fikola can do is to protect his vitals with his hands, and try to use his shoulders and other fleshy places to resist the dwarves' attacks.

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