Chapter 147: The Fear of Oz
Huh? Oz, you? When you are in a foreign country, you just brag about everything, right?
Rhine was helpless and said seriously:
"Yes. It is I myself that your King Oz is talking about."
The soldiers were stunned.
Rhine looked forward to the moment when his identity would be revealed in front of these soldiers, and smiled:
"When your King Oz described the wizard of Rose, 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 was relieved now and nodded with a smile.
"Just as the great Oz appears in different forms in front of different people, his teacher, the legendary magician Rhine, also has several forms," said a soldier.
"Rhine is sometimes a giant of fire that is a hundred meters tall. Just standing there won't bring heat to the whole city." said the second soldier.
"The Rhine is sometimes a giant beast with 300 eyes and 60 heads, and its stomping of feet can make the whole city tremble," said the third soldier.
"Rhine is sometimes a lovely little girl who looks no more than four or five years old. Her eyes sparkle like gems and she wears an exquisite and beautiful pleated skirt. But her facial features are like those of a toy, and she never blinks, like a moving doll." said the fourth soldier.
"The Rhine is sometimes a huge head with more than a dozen pairs of wings on it. A slight flap of its wings can cause a strong wind." said the fifth soldier.
Finally, they all looked at the quiet boy in front of them: "Anyway, as a teacher of the great Oz, Rhine will never grow up like you! You look too ordinary, with two eyes, a nose, a mouth, and two ears like the rest of us. No matter how you look at it, you're just an ordinary boy with nothing special about you."
Huh? Really? The corner of Rhine's mouth twitched again.
This technique of pretending to be mysterious in different forms is indeed Oz's style! However, Oz, it's okay if you brag about yourself, but why did you bring me along?
Rhine is in a state of confusion.
"I think your king's description is... uh, a little bit... exaggerated."
Afterwards, no matter how Rhine explained, the soldiers did not believe that the boy in front of them was the magician from the Kingdom of Rose.
They just felt that this guy who broke the rules was particularly stubborn and was unwilling to reveal his real name and origin.
"Forget it. It doesn't matter if you don't fill in your name and background."
"Just stay here and we'll get you a new pair of green glasses."
The soldiers locked Rhine in the house, asked two people to guard the door, and the rest left.
The little 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 windowsill.
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 legs. The bird turned around and flew away with the letter.
The direction the bird was flying towards was the palace of the Emerald City, where the great Oz lived.
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Deep inside the palace, Oz lay shivering on his fine bed.
Having left his homeland for more than 10 years, he would occasionally think back to his hometown far away in the West.
In the past ten years or so, he had lived a pretty good life. Not only was he mistaken for a powerful magician, he also became a king and had his own royal castle.
But in the long nights after long nights, in his deep sleep, he would still recall many scenes of his hometown.
The scene that haunted him most was the one he saw in the palace garden on the day he performed at the palace.
At that time, a bird flew a graceful arc in the sky, spun and fell, and turned into the appearance of a young boy.
That beautiful and graceful figure was none other than the sage of the Rose Kingdom, the great magician Rhine.
Oz clearly remembered that day, the princes and nobles opened their eyes wide and gave 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 he felt when he saw this scene.
"This is real magic!"
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"It's so amazing, so magical, it has surpassed the scope of nature and the limits of human understanding."
"In comparison, my magic is just a technique to please people and make the audience laugh, a useless little trick."
"What a pity! Why can't I become a real magician, master magical powers and be respected by others?"
Oz often fantasized that one day he would be like the protagonist in those storybooks, suddenly learning magic, punishing those who had bullied him, and becoming the focus of everyone's attention.
Whenever the dream continued to this point, Oz would wake up suddenly.
Only then did he remember that half of his childhood wish had been fulfilled.
He was indeed regarded as a great magician by the people of the kingdom and became a respected king.
Everyone praised his name, and the four witches from the east, west, south and north all believed that his magic was unparalleled and his dignity was unchallengeable.
The only pity is that he still doesn't know magic and is just a complete liar.
When Oz thought of this, he remembered what he had been worried about recently!
"Ah, 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 Magredo seemed to have discovered my secret."
"If the people of Oz knew that I didn't know any magic, I would be finished. I have deceived the world for so many years. When the people know that I have deceived them, they will be furious and overthrow me."
"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 retaliate against 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 having his identity revealed, he had been forced to ban anyone claiming to be a magician from entering the city over the past few months.
Only those who truly understand magic are most likely to see through his magic tricks! At this moment, Oz suddenly heard a crisp ding-dong sound coming from the window.
He walked to the window, drew aside the curtains and saw a cute little pigeon pecking at the window with its beak. A paper letter was tied to the pigeon's leg.
(End of this chapter)