The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

　　 Smith and Collis, the big farmers in the village, looked at each other, their eyes firmed up, and they stood up and brought their family to Adams.

　　 Corliss has never dared to look at William.

　　 Smith looked at William with an apologetic look, and sincerely persuaded, "My Lord Baron, the small village of Nisai in winter is too dangerous, why don't you go to Patras with us?"

　　William ignored him. Instead, he turned to his guards and asked calmly, "Jack Smith, Mike Collis, how about you?"

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

　　 The other guards cast their gazes over.

　　 There was a silent pressure, and the two guards sweated out, their faces showed embarrassment, and they couldn't speak.

　　 At this time Mike's father Corliss intervened, speaking quickly and quickly, "Mike, come here, come to me!"

　　 Mike Collis looked at his ardent father embarrassedly, and then at the expressionless William, his eyes closed suddenly, and when he opened again, he had already made a decision.

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

　　 Mike sighed and whispered softly, "Sorry, Lord Baron."

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

The same goes for Jack next to 　　.

Seeing a few "important people" around him, Adams's confidence also increased a lot. The corners of his mouth smiled triumphantly, looking at a few old friends standing among a group of hesitant villagers. Urged, "Mr. Seust, Mr. Flake, what are you waiting for?"

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

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

　　 This kind of highly anticipated feeling is really great for Adams. He felt that he was about to float up, and his words became more and more floaty, and his tone was a bit rude.

　　 The West Knight stood still in a decent manner, and his eyes revealed the winning ticket!

　　 Yes, he feels that things are moving towards the path he hopes to develop.

He saw that the eyes of the untouchables were already full of hesitation and anxiety. As long as a few more untouchables stand up, this group of mindless and humble things will cry and scream, begging to accept them. The food in order to get a chance to be in the slums of Patras in winter.

　　 And there is no one in the small village of Nisai, Baron Dicas will not have the courage to persist, and can only obediently become the puppet of Lord Grinn.

　　 The West Knight believed this, and couldn't help but smile.

　　 Time passed bit by bit.

　　 The villagers are still talking about it, and there is no less hesitation and anxiety in their eyes.

　　 However, none of the villagers named by Adams has come forward.

　　The most anxious thing is that Old Grete’s son Andrew, he kept persuading his father, but the old Grete always kept his face straight and said nothing.

　　 "What's the matter?" West Knight felt a bad feeling in his heart. He frowned and looked at Adams with threatening eyes.

　　 Adams saw the chill in his heart, he was a little panicked, and said anxiously, "Mr. Huster, Mr. Flake, didn't we say it? Don't let Master Wester wait long!"

　　 "Mr. Great, what do you think? Don't hesitate!"

　　 The pigboy who was named by Adams was silent, Huster was indifferent, but Flake, the cowboy raised his head, and returned with a complicated wry smile.

　　 And Old Grett's gaze was just looking at William, ignoring Andrew, his eldest son, who was getting more and more anxious beside him.

　　 Adams turned pale, this is not a script he wrote, and the actual script is beyond his control.

　　The Smith and Colliss standing next to him, their relatively calm faces were also a bit uneasy.

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

　　 He looked at the pigs and cows among the villagers, and then at William, who looked at him with interest, his heart kept falling into the abyss.

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

　　 Neither of them answered him.

　　 Adams put his last hope on Andrew again, angrily, "Andrew, how about you? Come over 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 the Jedi, I don't know what you are hesitating! Call my brother, let's go to Patras together as a family." Andrew kept persuading his father.

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

　　 "Father, what are you hesitating?"

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

　　 "Father, what are you going to tell me?" Just as Andrew approached, he saw the stick his old father was holding dropped from the sky and hit him on the neck.

　　 Sore and sore.

　　 Andrew looked at his father in disbelief, then he lost his mind and passed out and fell to the ground.

　　 "That's what I hesitate about, Andrew." Seeing his wife distressedly lift up his eldest son, Old Gretel sighed and said, "Cough, cough, cough..."

　　The action was too hard, and Old Gretel couldn't help coughing several times.

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

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

"Hehe..." Adams sneered, with a mocking look on his face, "Old Mr. Gretel, you are my father's most trusted friend during his lifetime, and my respected elder, but you know that you rely on the wooden fence in the small village of Nisai and the Lord Baron's A mouth cannot withstand those monsters in winter, you are..."

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

　　 "You are also right!"

　　 "But I'm tired!" Old Grete said lightly.

　　 "Tired? Mr. Great, what does it mean to be tired? Who is alive in this world who is not tired!" Adams had already given birth to an unknown omen, but he was still trying to save it.

"That’s not the case, Adams, you are a smart boy, yes, I never doubted it. It’s just that I’m tired. Many villagers, like me, are tired! I hand in most of the harvest every year, just for Let me get a chance to live for a living. It seems that I can’t see my head in such a day, making my heart tired!"

　　 "But Mr. Great, we have no choice. At least, we are not the one who has the hardest life."

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

　　 "Do you think he can protect us?" Adams lost his head completely, and dared to say such rude words. Change to other cruel lords and kill him directly now!

　　 But William didn't say anything.

"Since Lord Baron came to our village, Lord Baron did not lie to us! Lord Baron said he would protect us, then I have confidence in him!" Old Gret said in a strong tone, "Moreover, Lord Baron's life is better than We are much more noble, he is not afraid anymore, what else are we afraid of?"

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

　　 The pigboy didn't return him, but the cowboy Flake said, "Yes, Adams."

　　 "Then why didn't you tell me in advance? Didn't we always say yes?" Adams felt that he was betrayed, and roared angrily.

　　 No one returned him.

　　Only Old Gretel stood up, but faced all the villagers in a sincere and sincere tone, "Everyone, we have 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 road appears before us. We don't know where it leads, but I think maybe we can try it!"

　　The villagers all understood the meaning of old Grete, and they all fell into thought!

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

　　 "I will protect you! I will build an indestructible wall for us! I will take you to a better life!"

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

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

　　 There has never been a nobleman who "humbles" like William!

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

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

　　 "Like them, Adams, Smith, Corliss, their land will be deprived, and I will give their land to those villagers who have merit!"

　　 William pointed to 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 this right!"

"Go away! You guy with the smell of ditch from the bottom of your bones, you are no longer the leader of Dicas, Lord Baron has the right to deal with these unowned lands!" Old John found the opportunity to scold Ke viciously. Lis got up.

　　 Corliss turned pale, his eyes reddened, and he couldn't speak.

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

　　 The old voice spread throughout the village!

　　 The pigboy raised his head, followed by and stood up, calmly, "I will stay too!"

　　 "Why can I be missing?" The cowboy also smiled.

　　 "Hahaha, Lord Baron is the first and only lord who has made me so much money and also learned new technologies. How could I leave?" Clever Merton also walked out and said to the villagers.

At this time, Old John’s son Drake suddenly moved in his heart and shouted, “I swear to be loyal to Baron Dicas forever, to be his sword and his shield, to split the thorns and cut away the darkness for him. !"

　　 "I swear to be kind to the weak!"

　　 "I swear to fight against **** bravely!"

　　 "I swear to fight against all mistakes!"

　　 "I swear to fight for the defenseless!"

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

　　 "I swear not to hurt any women!"

　　 "I swear to help my brothers!"

　　 "I swear to treat my friends sincerely!"

　　 "I swear I will never change my love until I die!"

　　 The remaining members of the guards also yelled ~www.ltnovel.com~ The passionate and familiar words echoed in the village.

　　 The mentality of the villagers has changed.

　　 "Perhaps, it would be nice to stay!"

　　 "Yes, Lord Baron is not afraid anymore, what are we afraid of?"

　　 "I am fed up with the dark winter life in Patras every year. If I really want to die, let me die in the small village of Nisai!"

　　 "I, bah, you will die! We will not die! Lord Baron will lead us to create miracles. I have decided, and our family will stay!"

　　 "Let's stay too!"

　　 "Haha, I will try my best to do things for Lord Baron, so that he can give me those fields!"

　　 "What's yours? Obviously mine! Lord Baron, our family has stayed!"

　　……………….

　　 Seeing this scene, the corners of Old John's mouth couldn't help but grinned, and finally turned out of ear to ear!

　　 William's eyes also showed joy, and he showed an admiring look at Old John in the crowd: Well done!

　　 and the West Knights' faces are as dark as night and as cold as winter.

　　 Adams and their faces are pale!

　　 "Huh! Let's go!" Knight West knew that it was useless, so he snorted coldly, turned and left!

　　 "You will regret it one day!"