The wandering magician raised his right hand, snapped his fingers, and said with a smile, "Okay, your wish has come true."

The people in the bar who were paying attention here laughed one after another, and no longer paid attention to the outsider and his clumsy magic show.

After drinking, the man who rolled up his sleeves and Olic left the bar drunkenly and walked all the way to the streets near the suburbs.

A quarter of an hour later, they returned to the neighborhood where they were rebuilding their home, ready to get into the tents issued by the government.

At this time, a gust of cool wind blew, making them shiver at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, a complete two-story building came into their sight. It was a house they were very familiar with, and it had been built with years of savings.

Olic and his brother turned their heads subconsciously, looked at each other, and found the same blankness in each other's eyes.

"I didn't drink much wine...that damn guy Toby mixed so much water into the wine!" Olic mumbled, looking like he was hallucinating drunk.

His brother didn't respond, and after a few seconds of being stunned, he spread his legs and rushed to the house, touching the walls and the gate.

"Really, really..." He kept mumbling to himself, like crazy.

Olic also made a similar action, and finally determined that the house he was rebuilding had returned to its original appearance, which made him surprised, happy and frightened.

At this time, his brother suddenly said: "My wish has come true, that magician, that magician..."

After speaking, he turned around, ran, and rushed to the previous bar. Oliqi came to his senses and followed closely behind.

boom!

They pushed open the door of the bar, rushed in, and cast their eyes eagerly on the bar.

However, the wandering magician in the black robe and top hat was long gone, and had left at some point.

Olic and his brother looked around, heaving a sigh of relief, but also seemed to have lost something.

On the square of this city, the young wandering magician was squatting in front of a little girl about ten years old.

"My magic is to fulfill your wish." He glanced sideways at the Church of Evernight not far away.

The little girl, who had run away from evening mass, seemed to prefer the empty square.

She thought for a while, then looked at the gentle Mr. Magician and said, "My wish is to bring my father, uncle and brother back to life. I don't want their pension..."

The wandering magician didn't respond, but stared deeply at the little girl in front of him.

The little girl pursed her lips and forced a smile: "I was joking just now, my mother said that such a wish can't be fulfilled even by gods..."

While talking, she lowered her head and looked at her toes: "I just want, I want Dad, hug me again..."

Before she finished her sentence, she suddenly noticed a shadow in front of her eyes, so she subconsciously raised her head and looked to the side.

There stood a Loen soldier in red and white trousers. He didn't hold a gun and showed a hearty smile. He bent his back as usual and opened his arms.

"Dad..." The little girl rushed forward and threw herself into that warm embrace, "I miss you so much..."

At this time, the wandering young magician pressed the top hat on his head, straightened his body, and walked towards the exit of the square.

In the night wind, his black robe swayed gently in the empty square.

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