The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

　　 Finger gap is too wide, time is too thin, slipping away quietly and without affection

　　 Unknowingly, more than half a year has passed.

　　 This day, in the Tataria Union, Phuket, in a hotel called "Revelers' Hotel".

　　 The reveler’s hotel has two floors. The first floor is in the form of a tavern, and the second floor is the place to stay.

　　 In the tavern on the first floor, there are a dozen old wooden tables lined up with brightly lit lights and full of voices. The rude man drank inferior ale and brags about his bravery.

　　 At the end, there is a bar made of fine black iron wood. A middle-aged man with a big belly, standing there with a smile, while fiddling with the wine sellers on the bar, watching the various creatures in the tavern!

　　 The pub is filled with the smell of low-quality alcohol and sweat.

　　 From time to time, a few exposed prostitutes pass through the crowd.

　　 These guys on the top of alcohol, taking advantage of their alcoholic strength, stretched out their black paws to come to these prostitutes' anger or scolding!

There was also a big man smiling and said to a prostitute, "Lucy, how come your **** has become soft after a few days? I am an excellent blacksmith, let me beat you up! Don't be polite with me! I won't Collect money! Hahahaha!"

　　 "Hahahaha..." The vulgar man beside him also laughed, and his lustful eyes peeped at the prostitute named Lucy.

　　 The other big guys were stunned when they heard it, and then couldn't hold back the corners of their mouths and grinned.

　　 "Hahahahaha..."

　　 Many people laughed until their stomach hurts, holding their abdomen, still can't stop smiling.

　　 The tavern is filled with cheerful air.

Only the big guy named Kleia, his face flushed red, stood up suddenly, and cursed at the prostitute of Lucy, "You bitch, come here, kneel in front of your Uncle Kleia and lift up your butt. , Let you see how great Uncle Klia is!"

　　 "Deep bleak..." The prostitute Lucy shook her head, with an expression of disgust and disbelief, and said in a pitiful tone to Kelia, "Honey, don't be angry! Don't force yourself!"

　　 Before Kelia could answer, Lucy rushed to say, "Honey, don't be sad, I understand you!"

　　 "But don't be afraid! Don't worry about others laughing at you! Anyway, they have already laughed...hahahaha..."

　　 At the end, the prostitute Lucy shrieked again.

　　 The voice resonated with other big guys, and they laughed along with it, and looked at Keliah with a strange look.

　　 Klya became angry, trying to prove himself, and said madly, "I am not! Come on, bitch, come over! Let Klya prove it to you!"

　　 No one cares about Klia at all.

　　 What these people need is a joke, not a truth.

　　 Kelia's complexion became more and more ugly. When his mind became muddy and about to explode, the door of the tavern was pushed open and a gust of wind came in, cooling the happy atmosphere in the tavern.

　　 Everyone in the tavern looked towards the door.

　　 I saw a young man with anger between his brows coming in.

　　 This young man is wearing a light yellow dress, with deep eyes and nose, calluses on his hands, and small scars.

　　 When I saw him, the entire tavern was quiet. The fat man at the bar also turned gloomy, and his eyes narrowed into a line.

In the next second, a man with a scarred face stood up and blew his whistle, "Look, our generous Gerwit is back! Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to introduce you to this handsome man. The man who invited us to have a luxurious meal last time. He has a magical table! He can continuously transform into a table of delicious food!"

　　 "Let us warmly welcome him! Please him!" the scarface man said passionately.

　　 "Maybe, he will let us see that magical table again! Let us have a nice lunch! This is a treasure that the owner of Phuket City will never forget!" The scarred man's voice turned low!

　　 However, this man named Jerwit ignored the enthusiasm of the scarred face, with a calm face, like a volcano before the eruption, and walked directly to the fat middle-aged man at the bar.

　　 The scarred-faced man couldn't hold his face, and looked vaguely at Gerwitt walking towards the tavernkeeper.

　　 The atmosphere in the pub is a bit strange.

　　 The other big guys are all whispering, as for the embarrassment of Klia just now, no one cares.

　　 "Really? He is the owner of that magic table?"

　　 "Really! Why lie to you! Scar Hank will lie to you, we have been in friendship for so many years, will I lie to you?"

　　 "Is there really a table that can continuously produce a variety of food?"

"Yes! God! Damn, you reminded me of the food that day! That roasted meaty and crispy yellow chicken, coated with Suweirasi honey, and the finest salt, just a bite, the mouth is sweet... ...Tsk tusk tusk... and that high-quality ale, mellow, and endless aftertaste. After one cup is drunk, the other will be full...ah..."

　　 "Damn it, stop talking! You told me that I was hungry... Why didn't I see his table?"

　　 "How do I know? Maybe hide it! Ah, the food that day!"

　　 "Good pull... enough! Good job, buddy, don't do that! You killed me! Is it really that good? Dude, do you think he will invite us to eat today?"

"do not know!"

　　 "……"

　　 "Don't blame me! I always ask you to come here often! This thing depends on luck!"

　　 "...The wife at home does not allow..."

　　 "...what's wrong, I just want to marry a wife?"

　　 "……"

　　 "Deserve it! Hurry up and call your wife to introduce me!"

　　 "……"

　　 Ignoring all the gossip in the tavern, Gerwitt went straight to the bar and looked at the middle-aged obese man like a knife.

　　 The middle-aged obese man was not angry, but with a kind smile on his face, and said, "Welcome our distinguished guest, Mr. Gerwitt, you are caring for my tavern again!"

"Would you like a glass of delicious wheat wine?" said the middle-aged obese man, and immediately laughed, "I'm sorry, I forgot. Mr. UU Read www.uukanshu.com Jellwit has a magical food table. People, why would they like what I have here?"

The middle-aged obese man’s words seemed to touch Gerwett’s reverse scales. He roared like an enraged lion and said, “Galia, don’t pretend anymore, put away your ridiculous disguise, it It's like a Fisk monkey imitating a human to speak!"

　　 This can be said to be an insult.

　　 Many big guys in the tavern changed their faces and stood up silently.

　　 And the middle-aged obese man Gallia's face suddenly sank, and he said coldly, "Derwitt, I don't care if you were beaten by someone or your wife ran away with someone! But this is my place!"

　　 "It's my place in Gallia!"

"Looking at the last delicious meal, I forgive you for your rudeness, but only once! Put away your temper, I am not your father, and I will not get used to your bad temper! Otherwise, I will let you Pay the price!"

"Enough! Galia! You disgusting fellow, by this time you are still hypocritical! You stole my table!" The anger has already made Gerwit lose his sanity and made him ignore his back. Those bad guys!

　　PS: "Table, Golden Donkey and Stick": The irritable tailor father listened to a sheep's lie and drove away his three sons. The eldest son went to work with a carpenter and got a table that could only be turned into gourmet food. The second son went to work with a miller and got a donkey that could only pull out gold coins. They all entered the same hotel one after another, and the treasure was exchanged by the hotel owner. The third son worked at a spinner and got a stick that would automatically beat people. He learned what happened to the two brothers, used a strategy, punished the hotel owner, and took back the table and the golden donkey. The family was happy. live together.