Chapter 974 Unemployed Magician

Amanda Mountains.

The Kingdom of Loen has set up a defensive line here. In the initial first round of raids, this place was once breached, and then it was taken back.

The next step is to see repeatedly.

Every day, this mountain range can almost hear the sound of cannons and human voices.

This place has become a human meat grinder.

Both the enemy and the enemy left many corpses here.

Even though the weather has entered the cold winter, it has not changed the situation, nor has it ushered in the turning point that people have speculated.

On the contrary, the defense line of the Amanda Mountains was completely breached and completely lost several times.

With the help of the cover of the blizzard, the Feysacs were only discovered every time they arrived near the defense line.

There is a small village at the beginning of the Amanda Mountains, where less than a hundred families live.

In fact, it was even more sparsely populated before the war began.

After the war broke out, many people from Jianhai County or other places came here and found that the village was not affected by the war, so they stayed and settled down.

Gradually, the number of people in the village increased.

This village called 'Villa' is located in a valley, and the passage to and from the valley is covered by trees, making it difficult to find.

So it can be preserved in the flames of war.

The houses in the village are mostly made of wood, and occasionally there are one or two stone houses.

Due to the continuous wind and snow after winter, the passages to and from the village have been completely closed, and the villagers have no plans to go out.

They were happy that no one would disturb them, and they didn't want to be approached by the Feysacs, so they lived peacefully in the village.

Life in the village is simple.

The first thing every household does when they get up every day is to clear the snow.

On the roof, on the chimney, in front of the door, these places have to be cleaned.

Otherwise, the snow will overwhelm the house and make it impossible to travel.

As for the snow on the streets of the village, the "Villa Village Environmental Joint Management Team" is responsible.

This is a team made up of adult men in the village. They take turns sending people to shovel snow every day to ensure that the villagers can travel.

By the way, the 'Villa Village Self-Defense Force' is also composed of these men.

Jack is a little boy under ten years old, he originally lived in Hayshire. After the outbreak of the war, he wandered here with his parents and discovered Vila Village by accident.

They have lived here for a month.

Has completely settled down.

Early in the morning, Jack was wearing gloves and holding a small shovel, and ran outside the door to help his father shovel the snow.

Jack loves the job.

Enjoy it every day.

Today is no exception.

He was tired from shoveling, so he sat under the eaves to rest.

Suddenly, he saw two figures looming from the entrance of the village.

Jack immediately called out: "Dad, look quickly, there is someone!"

Jack's father, a middle-aged man in his late fifties, a man named Hank glanced in the direction his son pointed.

Sure enough, he saw two figures.

He was immediately alert.

Now that Fengxue blocked the passage, how did these two people get in?

Both of them were wearing cloaks and hoods, very much like the ones who wandered here before.

But Hank found that the two had no luggage on them, not a single piece!

Doesn't look like a fugitive.

Hank immediately went back to the house, fetched a loaded shotgun, and sent his son back to stay with his wife while he went outside.

"Hey, stop!"

Hank raises his gun and takes aim at one of them.

The two outsiders immediately stopped moving. Judging from their stature, they were a man and a woman.

Among them, the man raised his hand and turned around a little bit.

An ordinary, featureless face with a good-natured smile.

He said: "Don't be nervous, sir, we are just two homeless people, we will not pose any threat, any danger."

Still holding the shotgun, Hank said, "How did you get in here? The heavy snow has blocked the passage. We have to clean up the damn snow every day when we wake up, otherwise they will lock us in the house."

"How did you get in such a big snowstorm?"

The ordinary, nothing outstanding man smiled and said, "That's probably because we know a little bit of magic, like this."

He held up a finger, and slowly squeezed out a strand of flame from the tip of his finger.

The flame first kneaded into a ball, and then turned into a sparrow. It flapped its wings and flew around the man's head, making the snowflakes that fell on his head melt silently.

The little boy in the room gave a 'wow' and said to the mother behind him: "Mom, you are a magician, you are a magician!"

The little sparrow fell back to the fingertip of the man, and he blew on the fingertip, and the sparrow turned back into a flame and went out.

Hanke was stunned, and after a few seconds he said, "You's performance is wonderful, better than any magician I've ever seen."

"you do not say."

"I used to be very popular."

Mr. Magician sighed: "But since the outbreak of the war, people no longer watch magic shows, and I have lost my job."

"That's a pity."

Hank's gun lowered little by little: "So, you got in with this damn magic?"

Mr. Magician smiled and said: "You know, we always have some strange methods, and I can even control the weather."

Hank laughed and said, "Then can you stop this damn snowstorm?"

"If that's your wish."

Mr. Magician snapped his fingers, then put his hands on his chest and saluted: "Your wish has come true."

Hanke applauded: "I almost believed it, your performance is real."

Suddenly, a light flickered in front of his eyes.

It was the golden sun of the morning.

It fell on the snow, and it was extraordinarily brilliant.

Hank looked up suspiciously.

Seeing that the dense cloud above the village is gradually dissipating, the sun shines down from the gap in the cloud, bringing light, warmth and hope.

"this"

Hank said in disbelief, "The wind and snow really stopped?"

It wasn't just Hank who noticed the snow had stopped.

The villagers gradually discovered that the snowstorm that had been falling continuously since the Winter Ritual Festival had stopped.

No more snowflakes fell from the sky.

The cloud over the valley was lifting.

Gradually, people cheered, and some even danced in the snow, stepping on footprints one by one.

After a while.

At the village square.

Hank blushed and excitedly introduced the magician to everyone: "This is, yes"

He just remembered that he didn't ask Mr. Magician's name, and quickly cast a questioning look.

The Mr. Magician smiled slightly: "Don, your full name is Don Quixote."

"Yes." Hank said loudly, "This is Mr. Don Quixote, he is a great magician."

"He and his assistant came to our village this morning, and he stopped the damn snowstorm."

"It's real, great magic. No, magic!"