Wizard of the Pendulum Forest

(33)

"Dear wizard Ferdinand

亲启

Thank you for bringing me the news about the palace. For my brothers, I can only say, God bless the world.

As for me, I shall be glad to tell you how I am doing.I'm in a Florida port, about to board a ship.Yes, Moka and I have recently fallen in love with sailing. We have been sailing a few times before and it feels great, so we decided to fight for it as a long-term career.Moka is saving money and he plans to buy a boat of his own, so I can only take my hand back to buy delicious but not cheap desserts.

I am writing to you from the desk in front of a fishing tackle shop in the harbor right now. By the time you read this letter, we will probably be at sea.

yours sincerely

Kecilia"

The wizard Ferdinand opened the envelope with an obvious fishy smell, and read it carefully: "Well, they have gone out to sea for adventure, they are really restless young people, God will bless them. He shrugged, folded the letter and stuffed it back into the envelope.

The wizard jumped out of his chair, ran to lie down on the window sill, and called out in a drawl, "Fraz—Mr. Houston, I'm hungry, and I think it's time for dinner."

Frazier turned around from the other side of the room, leaned on the window sill from the outside, and leaned closer to him and asked, "That's exactly what I want to say, what do you want for dinner, dear wizard?"

The tips of his nose and the wizard's were almost touching, and even the hot breath he exhaled could hit the wizard's face. Ferdinand quickly shrank his neck back, "It's just as good as before."

"Same...? Then I have to reject you." Unexpectedly, Frazi shook his head, and stepped into the room before the wizard protested, "Do you want me to remind you, dear, you have gained weight Last week, he said that he would not eat dessert." The gentleman gave the wizard a teasing smile and rolled up his sleeves. Ferdinand was startled, and then remembered the vow he made last week and his weight that was different from before. I had no choice but to retreat into the chair and remain silent.

Yes, the current Frazier is living more and more like a cook—even if this cook has an unstoppable aura—he not only learned to cook the staple food that wizards like, but he can even cook desserts with one hand, and wizards eat so much. It's a joy, but the result... the result is naturally unbearable to look at.

"Yes...well, then don't want dessert..." Ferdinand hid behind the chair, only showing half of his head to look at him, even the words he said were listless, looking a little unhappy.

Frazi looked at him silently for two seconds, and finally couldn't help taking a step back: "Okay, okay, I'll bake you a few biscuits—no more! Even if you look at me like this... Forget it, just Two dollars more."

Originally, all this was just a small episode before dinner, but when they were halfway through dinner, Frazi received a letter.

"Sorry, the domestic affairs are coming to an end, and I have to go back." Frazi put down his fork, and read the letter quietly, "I'll come back to you after I've dealt with the matter, okay? Soon, trust me. "He lowered his good-looking eyebrows and comforted the wizard.

"Are you going back?" The wizard bit his fork, his eyes widened, "Then I'm going to be alone again..." He suddenly lost the mood to eat, and put down the fork sullenly.

At this time, it has been four months since Frazi lived in the wizard's house, far more than the three months agreed at the beginning-the broken wand is now lying safely in the wand holder, but Ferdinand did not Mentioning this, he stared at the print on the tablecloth with some frustration: "Oh——"

Probably because of the real urgency, Frazier left that night.

Ferdinand returned to his original state of life, practicing magic every day, teasing squirrels, and making potions. Life seemed to be like this all the time. No one broke in to break everything, but there was no trace of a person living here. So it dissipated, and the four months that were not long or short still left ripples in the wizard's heart. He would always push open the door and shout Fraz when he returned from going out, but the room was empty, and no one came from the kitchen. Turned out and stuffed a small warm biscuit into his mouth.

Then the wizard stood at the door in a daze, looking at the flowers and plants trembling outside the window, and seeing that the decoration inside the house was exactly the same as when he went out.

empty.

"A great wizard is always alone." He lowered his eyes to the ground, slowly reciting the preface to the scriptures he knew by heart.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow I have to take the entrance exam and today I am desperately writing novels...

Unexpectedly, this article will not be finished for a while, and the remaining one or two chapters will definitely not be finished, so it will be postponed to Chapter 36