"Heitan, shut up." Julian, who was wearing a black mage robe beside him, muttered in a sharp voice, with a dignified expression, and looked at the father and daughter who were walking away holding hands, and muttered: "The strong magic fluctuation just now, this Is the little girl a genius? Or is that man a hidden master?"
"It's really black charcoal now." The green-capped parrot looked at the black crow whose hair was burned off and giggled, full of gloating.
"Old man, please call me His Royal Highness Fama Odin Ben, the palace of this king was destroyed by that little guy, you hurry up and get me a new one, and it's best to make me a gorgeous royal robe , lest my king’s beautiful body be seen by other people.” The black crow said with some dissatisfaction, sniffed left and right, and shouted again: “Damn it, where does the smell of roast chicken come from?”
"Let's talk nonsense and feed you a new test product." Julian turned his head and glanced at the black crow, his face was expressionless, and his voice was as sharp as a ghost crawling out of hell.
The black crow immediately faltered, raised his legs and moved to the side, and said a little coyly, "Then...then at least give me two leaves, otherwise it's too unsightly to stand here."
"Mung bean, go find him two slices." Julian said, turned and walked towards the shop, and said to himself: "It's strange, why didn't you notice the magic wave over there before? Maybe you can talk to him Learn from each other and learn from each other."
"Your Excellency Julian, next time you ask me to help, please call me Sunny." The green-haired parrot said cheerfully, turned its head to unlock the cage, and flew out with a flutter. The two leaves came back and placed beside Heitan, then flew back to the cage again, locked the door, and combed the hair gracefully.
"I didn't expect this king to be reduced to this level." Heitan sighed, looked left and right, lowered his head, picked up two leaves and wrapped them around his body, protecting the important position.
Mag took the happy Amy and walked towards the square, and set fire to the black crow. Amy was obviously in a good mood, bouncing and walking in front, stopping from time to time to wait for Mag, and then continued to move forward go.
Mag has ten gold coins in his pocket. Although gold coins are very important to him now, if Amy likes and wants something, he still has no hesitation.
But the little guy is very sensible, and he doesn't spend money indiscriminately. After wandering around for half an hour, he just asked for a small puppet that can move with a pull string.
Then Mag took Amy to the largest vegetable market in Aden Square, but unfortunately, he couldn't even find a swan, let alone an ugly duckling.
There are ducklings, but McGonagall is worried that when the ducklings grow up and don't turn into white swans, Amy will think he lied to her, so she doesn't buy them.
The price of ordinary vegetables in the vegetable market is very cheap, but the system said that ingredients bought outside cannot be brought into the kitchen, so he stopped buying vegetables.
"Father, can we not buy ugly ducklings today?" At the entrance of the vegetable market, Amy looked up at Mag with a disappointed expression.
"The boss said that the ugly duckling hasn't been born yet, so it may take a little later to buy it." Mag nodded, thinking about how to comfort Amy who was full of expectations. Swans are rare, let alone cygnets, and it is estimated that they will not be found for a long time.
"Huh!" Before McGonagall could comfort her, Amy's gaze was already attracted by a herbal medicine stall on the side of the road. Mag beckoned and said, "Father, come and see, this must be an ugly duckling's egg."
"Huh?" Mag walked over. Sitting next to the stall was a dark-skinned, strong middle-aged man who was weaving a small basket with hay. He was probably a herb picker. His hands were covered with calluses from climbing ropes. There were bags of herbs, and at his feet was a small pile of grass with a large gray-white egg the size of a bowl.
"Father, let's buy this egg back. You said there are no ugly ducklings now, so we can go home and hatch it." Amy pointed to the egg on the ground, looked up at Mag and said, looking forward to it.
"Okay." Mag nodded with a smile. The little guy has been disappointed many times today. He wanted her to go home happily. He turned to look at the herbal picker and asked, "Boss, what kind of egg is this?" ?”
"This, I don't know too well, I found this on a cliff when I went to gather herbs yesterday, the place is not a place where birds can't go up, it's probably a bird's egg, this thing has taken a lot of tonic. "The herbal picker said with a silly smile.
"How much?" Mag's eyes lit up. If it was a bird's egg, it would be about the same as a swan, and judging by the size of the egg, it is estimated that it will grow bigger than an ostrich in the future. If it is well domesticated, it can be used as a substitute for Amy. mounts.
"If the little girl likes it... just three gold coins." The herbal picker looked at Amy who was full of expectations, smiled and scratched his head.
"Okay, three gold coins, you keep them." Mag directly took out three gold coins and handed them to him. Herb pickers walk on the cliffs every day, and they are risking their lives for money, and if this is really a big bird egg , Three gold coins are really not expensive at all.
"Okay, give this little basket to the little girl. It's just right to hold this egg." The herbal picker put the eggs on the ground together with the hay into the little basket he just wove, and handed it to Amy with a smile. .
"Xiaomi, thank you uncle." Mag said to Amy quickly.
"Thank you, Uncle." Amy happily took the little basket, held it with both hands, and whispered, "Ugly Duckling, you have to be good, wait for me to hatch you slowly."
"You're welcome, you're welcome." The herbal picker waved his hands with a smile, looked at Mag with a smile, and said, "My girl is as old as her, and she also likes raising small things, but there are already two monkeys at home, so I won't give them to her." Brought it back."
"Yes, the little guy has been talking about it for the past two days, and I hope she will like it when it hatches." Mag also smiled helplessly, but looked at Amy with doting eyes.
Saying goodbye to the herbal picker, Mag originally wanted to help Amy pick up the egg, but she refused, and she held it with some difficulty with both hands, which made Mag who followed behind worry about whether it would fall to the ground.
After walking back for half an hour, Amy put the small basket gently on the steps at the door, breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at Mag and said with a serious expression: "Father, thank you for buying the ugly duckling for Amy." Egg, I will take good care of it in the future."
"Well, but Uncle Picking Medicine just said that this is not necessarily the egg of the ugly duckling, it may be the egg of other birds." Mag took out a handkerchief to help her wipe the sweat from her forehead, and said with a smile.
Amy shook her head firmly: "No, Xiaomi believes that this must be the egg of the ugly duckling. I want to hatch it, and then slowly raise it to become a white swan, and then...then..."
Then Mag watched Amy swallowed.