"Who are you?"
Wearing an emerald ring on his ring finger, the Viscount, who was nearly sixty years old, walked towards the door escorted by three knights and the old butler, followed by a group of pointing and peeping servants.
"Troubled goat, today is Thanksgiving Day, December 1st, use your compassion to do some good deeds, for example, let these hungry deer have a hot meal and get some warmth. I miss you. Your worries will be alleviated a lot, and your kindness will be imitated by others and reap the same kindness."
Green stood on the steps, not showing any strength, just using his own words and temperament, looking down at all living beings with a look of compassion.
Several knights had been stunned by Green's image of a magic stick, and the viscount was also stunned for a moment.
It can be seen that this viscount is not a vicious guy, but just a shrewd businessman who is messing around.
"Where did this mud-leg guy come from? He is the one who alerted the master? Why don't you get blasted out!"
Behind the viscount, the old butler looked fierce and impatient. He waved his arms and motioned to several knights to drive Green out of the high platform. The beggars who followed Green immediately couldn't help but take a step back. They looked timid and seemed to be ready at any time. Maybe run away.
"slow!"
The viscount, who looked a bit bloated and old, stared at Green.
"Being troubled by troubles, do you know my troubles?"
"I saw a little lamb. His time seems to be running out, unless a real wizard can give him some support through the magic of life and help him survive this difficult winter. In the spring, everything will recover and grow vigorously. , and life can continue.”
Green spoke in a low voice, his voice hoarse and full of mystery.
"Master, don't listen to this mud-legged bard who talks nonsense. I've seen a lot of these mud-legged bards who ran around cheating for food and drink when they were young, and many people have been deceived..."
"alright."
The old butler's words were interrupted. After turning the emerald ring on his left hand with his right hand, the viscount said in a low voice: "Take them to rest for a while and prepare more food. Master, please."
The old butler looked as if he wanted to invite Green to sit at the table.
Green has perfectly concealed his identity as a wizard. It is impossible for these people to recognize Green. Obviously, it is because of other reasons. Perhaps the viscount has a ten thousandth hope.
When people are helpless, emotions will always trump reason.
…
"What's your name, Master?"
the viscount asked.
"Ketu."
Grimm actually used the name of the protagonist in "Grimm's Fairy Tales".
"December 1st, Thanksgiving? I've never heard of this holiday. Is it a custom somewhere else?"
The Viscount picked up the teacup and took a sip, asked doubtfully, and then added: "What is the ceremony?"
"Haha, it is indeed a custom from a distant city. It is said that a powerful wizard with boundless magic power got some insights from the movement of the sun, moon and stars, and wrote the insights into a "Grimm's Fairy Tales". Many of them Although the place is irrelevant, it is just a matter of course in the eyes of us mortals, and it contains some profound truths that we cannot imagine."
As Green spoke, he actually took out a copy of "Grimm's Fairy Tales" from his arms.
"Your kindness today is in line with the beauty pursued in "The Grimm's Fairy Tales", so I will give you a copy of "The Grimm's Fairy Tales". Reading it when you are confused, trapped, and helpless will definitely gain something, and it can also be used as an enlightenment book for future generations. , the secrets of the truth may penetrate deep into the soul, and you may understand some truth and mystery, hehehe.”
Green said with a smile, and casually placed "Grimm's Fairy Tales" on the table. At the same time, Xiao Hachi on his shoulder seemed to have received some instructions secretly, spread his wings and flew out of the room.
"Well?"
The Viscount picked up "Grimm's Fairy Tales", casually flipped through two pages, put it aside, and said in a low voice: "I got a son in my thirties. It's just a single bloodline. I'm about to inherit the title and territory, but I'm talking to Borough." The knight sacrificed his life in the Battle of Bosch City, and fortunately he left behind a grandson. Who knew that as soon as winter came, this little guy contracted some disease? Alas... "
As he said that, the Viscount looked at Greene longingly: "Master, can the wizard with boundless magical power during Thanksgiving feel my kindness and help me relieve my worries?"
As he spoke, the Viscount burst into tears.
"You have to remember that if you do good, you will be rewarded. However, this is not a transaction. There is no contract, so I can't answer it."
The Viscount seemed to have expected Green's answer. He just nodded calmly and started chatting, listening to Green's strange travel stories from other places, as well as the so-called Thanksgiving miracle, etc., and conducting potential brainwashing education.
Time passed, and gradually at night, the cold wind became more and more biting.
"Every winter, this is the coldest time. We will kill some flamingos during this period to keep away the cold."
But obviously, this is just a noble life.
The footsteps of the knights could be heard outside the door, as well as the happy laughter of the beggars. Not only did they have a full meal today, but they also took a hot bath. This was an unimaginable enjoyment.
"Uncle Ketu."
The little girl beggar Green saw at first sight had put on a new outfit and looked very energetic and indescribably comfortable.
The concept of Thanksgiving fell on the little girl's heart for the first time. She will never forget it in her life, and she will pass on the message of Thanksgiving to everyone who has a connection with her. This is the promotion of the rules.
"Well, come and sit."
Green smiled and acted casually. In Green's eyes, everything was the vitality and nature of the wizarding world, the wealthy goat viscount, the unenterprising old fox butler, the guard Shiba Inu, these little deer shivering in the cold winter...
At this moment, there was a sound of flapping wings outside the door, and it was Xiaoba who flew back. Needless to say, the matter was done, and Xiaoba did not attract the attention of everyone who was being seduced by Green Thanksgiving.
Sure enough, just a short while later, elemental fluctuations were heard in the dark night sky.
Buzz…
The bright light element illuminated the entire small town. It was a second-level wizard. Then he seemed to be looking for something in the sky above the small town. An element teleported and appeared in the Viscount's Mansion. All the knights immediately surrounded him, but there was no one. No matter what a person scolded unreasonably, people would have been stunned by the light element lingering around Wu Shi.
"I heard your gratitude during Thanksgiving. Is there anything you need help with?"
The next thing is to develop naturally. The true spiritual dedication of the wizarding world is not maintained by Green on his own efforts, but for everyone to consciously implement and comply with it. It is profitable and allows the wizarding world to develop in a better direction.
After half an hourglass time.
"Thanksgiving, woo woo, thank you master!"
A beautiful woman in her twenties, holding a child of only three or four years old, thanked the wizard with tears on her face. Needless to say, she was once again the most loyal believer in the promotion of Thanksgiving.
the next day.
Green's departure was as quiet as his arrival.
"Um… "
In mid-air, Green let out a low groan, his body squirmed, and a clone of the source of annihilation split out. However, in comparison, this clone of the source of annihilation was only a third-level great wizard, and looked pitiful.
"On Thanksgiving Day every December 1st, do your best to promote it. I have connected you to the source of magic power in the Wizard Tower. If you can't do it in one era, I will do it in two eras. After I complete the dedication of the true spirit, I will try my best to promote it. Put your heart and soul into it.”
With that said, Greene's body continued to fly in the direction of the East Coral Island, and this special clone of the Source of Annihilation slowly fell to the ground.
There is only one day of true promotion every year, True Spirit Devotion Thanksgiving. The degree of difficulty and the years required are unimaginable. Maybe it is just to satisfy Green's heart.
… … …
ps: Tomorrow is July 22nd. At one o'clock in the afternoon, the server of "Invincible Legend" will be launched. Interested wizards can establish a legion in Wu Kingdom. I wonder how many people are willing to fight together to conquer the world? Mainstream media’s list of new game expectations ranks No. 1. To be honest, I’m really looking forward to it! (To be continued.) 8