Chapter 1411 Thanksgiving Promotion

"Who are you?"

Wearing an emerald ring on his ring finger, the viscount, who was nearly sixty years old, was escorted by three knights and the old butler, and walked towards the gate, followed by a group of pointing and peeping servants.

"Goats troubled by troubles, today is Thanksgiving on December 1st, use your compassion to do something good, for example, let these hungry fawns eat a bite of hot food, get a little warmth, I miss you Your troubles will be relieved a lot, and your kindness will be imitated by others, who will reap the same kindness."

Standing on the steps, Green didn't show any strength, but just used his own language and temperament, with a look of compassion, overlooking all living beings.

Several knights had long 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 that kind of vicious guy, but just a shrewd businessman dawdling around.

"Where did the muddy legs come from? He alarmed the master? Hurry up and get thrown out!"

Behind the viscount, the old butler looked ferocious and impatient. He waved his arms and motioned for several knights to drive Green out of the high platform. The beggars who immediately followed Green behind Green couldn't help taking a step back. May slip away.

"slow!"

The viscount, who had a somewhat bloated, rich and old posture, stared at Green with his eyes.

"Troubled by troubles, you know my troubles?"

"I saw a little lamb whose time seemed to be numbered, unless a true wizard could give him some support through the magic of life, and help him through this hard winter, and in the spring everything would come back and grow vigorously , and life continues.”

Green said in a low voice, his voice was hoarse and full of mystery.

"Master, don't listen to this mud-legged bard talking nonsense, this kind of mud-legged bard who ran around cheating on food and drink when he was young, I have seen a lot, and many people have been deceived..."

"alright."

The old butler's words were interrupted. After turning the emerald ring in his left hand with his right hand, the Viscount said in a low voice, "Take them to rest and prepare more food, Master, please."

The old butler looked like he wanted to invite Green to sit down.

Green has perfectly concealed his identity as a wizard, and it is impossible for these people to recognize Green. Obviously, it is because of some other reasons, perhaps because the Viscount has a ten-thousandth hope.

When people are helpless, emotions always trump reason.

...

"What's the master's name?"

asked the Viscount.

"Absolute."

Green even used the name of the protagonist of "Grimm's Fairy Tales".

"December 1st, Thanksgiving? I've never heard of it. Is it a custom somewhere else?"

The Viscount took a sip from his teacup, asked suspiciously, and then added, "What ceremony is there?"

"Hehe, it is indeed a custom that came from a distant city. It is said that a powerful wizard with boundless magic power gained some insights from the movement of the sun, moon and stars, and wrote a book of "Grimm's Fairy Tales", many of which Although the place is far-fetched, it is just taken for granted in the eyes of us mortals, and there are some deep-seated truths and profound meanings beyond our imagination."

As Green said, he actually took out a copy of "Grimm's Fairy Tales" from his arms.

"My lord's kindness today fits well with the beauty pursued in "Grimm's Fairy Tales", so I will give you a copy of "Grimm's Fairy Tales". When you are confused, trapped, and helpless, you will definitely gain something by reading it, and it can also be used as an enlightenment reading for younger generations. , the mysteries of truth may go deep into the soul, and some truths and mysteries will be realized, hehehe."

Green said with a smile, and put "Grimm's Fairy Tales" on the table casually. At the same time, Xiao Ba on his shoulder seemed to have received some instructions secretly, and spread his wings and flew out of the room.

"Well?"

The viscount picked up "Grimm's Fairy Tales", flipped through two pages casually, put it aside, and said in a low voice: "I have a son at thirty, and it's just a single bloodline. It seems that I will inherit the title and territory, but I am talking to Bole The knight sacrificed his life in the Battle of Bosch, but fortunately he left behind a grandson. Who would have thought that this little guy would contract some kind of disease when winter came, hey..."

As he said that, the Viscount looked at Green longingly: "Master, that wizard with boundless magic power at Thanksgiving can sense my kindness and help me relieve my worries?"

As he spoke, the Viscount burst into tears.

"You have to remember that good intentions will bring good rewards, but this is not a transaction, without a contract, I can't answer it."

The Viscount seemed to have expected Green's answer, and just nodded calmly, and started chatting, listening to some strange things about Green's travels in other places, as well as the so-called Thanksgiving miracle, etc., conducting potential brainwashing education.

Time passed, and gradually at night, the cold wind became more bitter.

"Every winter, this time is the coldest time. We will kill some firebirds during this time to keep out the cold."

But obviously, this is just the life of the aristocracy.

The footsteps of the knights came from outside the door, as well as the happy laughter of the beggars. Not only did they have a full meal today, but they even took a hot bath. This was an unimaginable enjoyment.

"Uncle Ketu."

The little beggar girl Green saw at the first sight had already put on a new outfit at this time, and she looked very energetic and indescribably comfortable.

The concept of Thanksgiving fell on the little girl's heart for the first time, and she will never forget it in her life, and will pass on the message of Thanksgiving to everyone who has a relationship with it. This is the promotion of the rules.

"Well, come and sit down."

Green smiled and acted casually. In Green's eyes, everything is the vitality and nature of the wizarding world, the rich goat viscount, the old fox butler who has no enterprising spirit, the shiba dog at the gate, and these shivering deer in the cold winter...

At this moment, the sound of flapping wings came from outside the door, and it was Xiaoba who flew back. Needless to say, the matter was settled, and Xiaoba did not attract the attention of everyone who was being bewitched by Green Thanksgiving.

Sure enough, only a short while later, elemental fluctuations came from the dark night sky.

hum...

The bright light element illuminated the entire small town. It was a second-level wizard who seemed to be looking for something above the small town. An element teleported and appeared in the Viscount's mansion. Immediately, all the knights surrounded him, but there was no one. A person yelling at something unreasonably, people have long been stunned by the light element lingering around Wushi.

"I'm on Thanksgiving, and I heard your gratitude in your heart. Is there anything you need to help?"

The next thing is to develop naturally. The true spirit dedication of the wizarding world is not for Green to rely on his own efforts to maintain it, but for everyone to consciously implement compliance, which is profitable, and makes the wizarding world develop in a better direction.

After half an hourglass time.

"Thanksgiving, woo woo, thank you master!"

The beautiful woman, who was about 20 years old, was holding a child of only three or four years old, and thanked the wizard with tears on her face. Needless to say, she was the most loyal believer in the Thanksgiving promotion.

the next day.

Green left quietly, just like arriving quietly.

"Um……"

In mid-air, Green let out a muffled hum, his body squirmed, and actually split into a clone of the source of annihilation. However, in comparison, this clone of the source of annihilation was only a third-level great wizard, and he looked compassionate.

"Thanksgiving on December 1st every year, do your best to promote it. I have already connected you to the source of magic power in the Wizard Tower. If one era is not enough, it will be two eras. After I complete the dedication of the true spirit, I will do it again. Put your heart and soul into it.”

As he said that, Green continued to fly in the direction of East Coral Island, and this special source of annihilation slowly fell to the ground.

There is only one day of real promotion every year, the Thanksgiving of the True Spirit. The degree of difficulty and the years required are unimaginable. Maybe it is just to satisfy a little comfort in Green's heart.

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PS: Tomorrow is July 22nd. At one o'clock in the afternoon, "Legend of the Undefeated" will open. Interested wizards can set up legions in Wu. The mainstream media expects the new game to be number one on the list. To be honest, I really have some expectations!