Chapter 147 The Fearful Oz
ah? Oz you?
When you arrive in a foreign country, you really just talk about it casually, right?
Rhine was helpless and said seriously:
"Yes. Your King Oz is talking about me."
The soldiers were stunned.
Rhine looked forward to the moment when his identity would be revealed in front of these soldiers and smiled:
"Your King Oz, when he described the magician of the Rose Kingdom, he must have mentioned what he looked like, right?"
The soldiers looked at each other.
"Yes, the great Oz did mention what his teacher looked like."
Rhine felt relieved now and nodded with a smile.
"Just like the great Oz will show different appearances in front of different people, his teacher, the legendary magician Rhine, also has several forms." A soldier said.
"Rhine is sometimes a flaming giant with a height of a hundred meters. Just standing there will not bring scorching heat to the entire city." The second soldier said.
"The Rhine is sometimes a giant beast with 300 eyes and 60 heads, and one stamp of its foot can make the whole city tremble." said the third soldier.
"Rhine is sometimes a cute little girl, she looks no more than four or five years old, her eyes are as bright as gems, and she wears exquisite and beautiful pleated skirts. But her facial features are like toys, and she never blinks, as if A moving doll," said the fourth soldier.
"Rhine is sometimes a huge head with more than a dozen pairs of wings. If it flaps slightly, it will stir up strong winds." The fifth soldier said.
Finally, they looked at the quiet boy in front of them:
"Anyway, as the teacher of the great Oz, Rhine will never look like you! You look too ordinary. Just like us, you have two eyes, a nose, a mouth, and two ears. No matter how you look at it, An ordinary boy with nothing special about him.”
ah?
Isn't it?
The corners of Rhine's mouth twitched again.
This technique of pretending to be mysterious in different forms is indeed Oz’s style!
But, Oz, it’s okay for you to brag, why did you bring me along with you?
Rhine is hard to tell.
"I think your king's description is...well, a little...exaggerated."
Afterwards, no matter how Rhine explained, the soldiers did not believe at all that the boy in front of them was the magician from the Kingdom of Rose.
They just felt that this guy who violated the rules was particularly stubborn and was never willing to report his real name and origin.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter even if you don't fill in your name and origin."
"Stay here and we'll get you a new pair of green glasses."
The soldiers locked Rhine in the house and asked two people to guard the door, while the rest left.
This small room was dark and cold, but Rhine didn't care at all because he already had a way to escape.
He walked to the window with a smile and tapped his fingertips twice on the window sill.
After a while, a little white dove flew over singing a cheerful and melodious song.
Rhine stroked the bird's feathers and tied the letter he had just written to the bird's leg. The bird turned around and flew away with the letter.
The direction the bird flew to was the royal palace of the Emerald City, the palace where the great Oz lived.
……
Deep in the palace, Oz lay on an exquisite bed, shivering. It has been more than 10 years since he left his motherland, and he often thinks of his hometown in the West.
In the past 10 years or so, he has lived quite well. Not only was he mistaken for a powerful magician, he also became a king and had his own royal city.
But long nights after long nights, in his deep sleep, he would still recall many scenes from his hometown.
One of the most lingering scenes was the scene he saw in the palace garden on the day he performed at the palace——
At that time, a bird flew through the air in a graceful arc, spun down, and turned into a young man.
That beautiful and light figure is none other than the sage of Rose Kingdom, the great magician Rhine.
Oz clearly remembers that that day, the princes and nobles opened their eyes wide and gave them thunderous applause.
Because Oz himself was among the shocked and applauding crowd.
His superb magic performance pales in comparison to this real magic, like candlelight meeting the sun.
The most unforgettable thing in Oz's memory is the infinite emotion in his heart when he saw this scene.
"This is real magic!"
"It's so amazing, so amazing, it's beyond the scope of nature and beyond the limits of human understanding."
"In comparison, my magic is just a trick to please people and make the audience laugh, a useless trick."
"What a pity, why can't I become a real magician, master the magical magic and be respected by others?"
Oz also often imagined that one day, he would be like the protagonist in those story books, suddenly learning magic, punishing those who had bullied him, and becoming the center of attention.
Whenever the dream lasted until this point, Oz would suddenly wake up.
Only then did he remember that half of his childhood wish had come true.
He was indeed regarded as a great magician by the people of this kingdom and became a respected king.
Everyone praises his name. The four witches from the east, west, north and south all believe that his magic is unparalleled in the world and his dignity cannot be challenged.
The only pity is that he still doesn't know magic and is just a complete liar.
When he thought of this, Oz remembered what he had been worrying about recently!
"Hey, I could have been a king here forever, a great magician in the eyes of the world, and no one would have exposed my lies."
"Unfortunately, a few months ago, the magician named Magrido seemed to have discovered my secret."
"If everyone in Oz knows that I don't know magic at all, then I will be doomed. I have deceived the world and stolen my reputation for so many years. When the people know that they have been deceived by me, they will overthrow me angrily."
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"The most terrifying ones are the two evil witches from the east and the west! They have been intimidated by my name for so long. I can't imagine how they will take revenge on me once they find out that I am just an ordinary person?"
The more Oz thought about it, the more frightened he became.
In order to avoid his identity being revealed in the past few months, he could only ban anyone who claimed to be a magician from entering the city.
Only those who truly understand magic are most likely to see his magic trick!
At this moment, Oz suddenly heard a crisp ding-dong sound coming from the window.
He walked to the window, opened the curtains and took a look, and found a cute little pigeon pecking at the window with its beak, and a paper letter was tied to the pigeon's leg.
(End of chapter)