The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

"William, maybe this treasure is not as powerful as the bad guy said! Of course, I am not saying that this treasure is not powerful, but that this guy who trespassed on someone else's house exaggerated its role in order to save his life. You know William, a human being, once faced with the threat of death, everything can be done." The potion master said to William.

　　 "I agree very much with what you said, Master! Human beings can't do anything for their own sake! You and I are also from human origin!" William did not retreat, and deliberately took a few steps forward.

"Damn it, William, you the devil who ran out of hell!" The potion master scolded harshly when William saw that William was not eating. "I shouldn't have brought you back here! You are more annoying than this. Hunters hate ten times! A hundred times!"

　　 "Well, let's talk about it! At what price do you want to give me this treasure?" The potion master was not sure of dealing with William, and finally compromised.

"Peace is always born in discussion!" William showed a triumphant smile, and paused, he said a little strangely, "It's just that I'm curious about one thing, how are you sure that this treasure really exists? Just rely on him. Words of one side?"

　　 William knows that this cloak is true, but why does the potion master trust him so much? Are you afraid that the hunter lied to her?

　　 "He drank my real potion! He dare not lie!" The potion master glared at William. Seeing that William's eyes were still full of distrust, she had to say, "This is a secret I've heard a long time ago!"

　　 "Ruyi cloak, it is a treasure handed down from the ancient times to the present!"

　　 "Candy House?" William frowned, which was another unfamiliar and familiar term.

"William, I really don't know where the monster you came out of?" The potion master glanced suspiciously at William. "You know many secrets in the wizarding world, but you are very strange to some common sense! You seem to come from another one. The world is the same."

　　 "Master, it's impossible for every wizard to be as knowledgeable as you! I'm just a little wizard!" William said unmovingly.

　　 The potion master is right. In fact, he doesn't know much about the supernatural power of this world.

　　 These wizards and witches who have been suppressed by the Holy Light Church have always believed in secret associations in order to survive, and a large part of them rely on blood circulation. It is difficult for unfamiliar outsiders to enter their world.

　　 Even if William wandered the mainland for so long, he didn't actually meet many witches!

　　 "Hehe..." The potion master sneered, "Candy House is a genre of wizards. The wizards of this genre like to lure some children with candies and then eat them!"

　　 The words of the potion master made William faintly familiar.

　　 William’s familiarity is probably related to a fairy tale.

　　 This candy house may be related to another fairy tale that William had read. It’s just a specific story. William has to think about it carefully to see if he can recall it.

　　 As soon as he rolled his eyes, he asked the potion master, "Oh, where is this cannibal candy house?"

　　 "Ah, who knows?" The potion master said badly, "Maybe in which forest! The people of the Holy Light Church have been attacking this candy house!"

　　 "Don't even you know?" William asked.

　　 "Huh! There are so many enemies in the candy house, how can they easily let others know? What's more, the candy house has feet and often runs on its own? Who can find it?"

　　 "Have feet? You mean, this house has feet?" William was shocked.

　　 "Do you feel weird?"

　　 "I was a little surprised!" William did not conceal this, "but I am a little curious, since you said that this cloak is the treasure of the candy house, how did it fall into the hands of this ordinary hunter?"

　　 "Then I will ask him for the answer!"

　　 The eyes of the potion master and William all fell on the injured hunter. The hunter's forehead instantly burst into cold sweat, and he felt extremely pressure.

　　 "Okay, let me say!" The communication between William and the potion master just now was in the language of the Kingdom of Cassiro, so the hunter also understood it, and naturally knew that the two had reached an agreement temporarily.

　　 "That was what happened months ago."

　　 "I was originally an ordinary hunter, hunting birds and chickens in the forest, although my life is not very rich, but I can pass it!" Hunter Detrich Adolf said honestly.

"Cough..." The potion master coughed severely in his eyes, and said coldly, "Hunter, my time is far more precious than yours. If you can't speak faster, I can't guarantee what will happen next. meaning!"

　　The hunter Detrich Adolf smiled wryly and said, "Your wishes are everything to me!"

　　He immediately skipped the insignificant things and went directly to the main topic, "That day, I went into the forest to hunt as usual, and prayed that the great light of the Holy Light would **** home with great satisfaction..."

　　 When he heard the Lord of Light, the corner of the potion master's mouth raised in disdain, but he didn't say anything.

"On the trail that I usually walked along, I found a pool of blood, green bloodstains, which is really strange. I became curious and followed the bloodstains, but I found an old woman who was seriously injured and unconscious. There is a wound, and the wound is very strange, as if it has been pecked by a creature like a bird or beast, with green blood! I have to say that this old woman looks very ugly, more than..."

　　 The hunter secretly glanced at the potion master, swallowed the rest of the words into his stomach, and continued speaking.

　　 "To be honest, I was a little scared at the time! However, although I am not a benevolent saint, I can't ignore an injured woman, especially an old man!"

　　 "So I decided to help her! Of course, my ability is limited, I can only help her simply deal with the wound, tear off my clothes, and help her bandage!"

　　 William silently listened to the hunter Detrich Adolf telling his story ~www.ltnovel.com~ This fairy tale with his memory seems to be quite different.

　　 But William did not express his doubts, because after experiencing so many fairy tales, he discovered that maybe the fairy tales are real and the treasures are real, but the process is always a little different.

　　 The hunter continued, "Maybe my actions were too rude. The ugly old woman woke up without saying anything, just looking at me like this!"

　　 "Seriously, I am a little scared! So after I bandage her wound as soon as possible, I will say goodbye to her."

　　 "She won't let me go! To be precise, she said that she was hungry and hungry and asked me to give her a little charity."

　　 "My food is running out, but seeing her so pitiful, I decided to divide her a bit!"

　　 "She ate so fast!"

　　 "Cough cough..." The potion master coughed sharply, and the impatience in her eyes was already clear.

　　The hunter was terrified.

　　 William smiled, "Master, maybe the truth is hidden in some details. We might as well continue to listen to him. Of course, let him speak faster."

　　 "Hmph!" The potion master snorted coldly, without saying anything.

　　 William turned his head and gave the hunter an encouraging smile, "Go on!"

　　William wants to know what happened between the "spreading witch" and the hunter in the fairy tale!