Restaurant balcony
"Father, I'm thirsty and want to drink water. Just wait for me here. I'll be up soon." Amy put the long sword aside, turned around and ran downstairs.
"Little guy." Mag smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Now practicing swordsmanship is one of his daily activities. Practicing for an hour every night before going to bed is of great benefit to his proficiency in swordsmanship.
"But after practicing for almost an hour, I'm a little thirsty." Mag put the long sword aside and went downstairs. He was still a little worried and asked Amy to get the water by herself.
Mag walked to the stairs on the first floor and was about to go out, but he suddenly stopped and turned sideways to look carefully in the direction of the door.
Amy, who was supposed to be drinking water, grabbed her neck with one hand and dragged the two calico ducks towards the door. The small appearance made Mag feel funny and distressed, and she thought to herself with some doubts. Saying: "What is Amy going to do?"
"Meow meow~"
The ugly duckling followed closely behind, squawking a little anxiously, and his eyes were full of worry.
"Shh, ugly duckling, shut up!" Amy turned back and glared at the ugly duckling, then glanced in the direction of the stairs, and whispered: "It would be bad if father finds out."
"Meow." The ugly duckling called weakly, not daring to say any more.
"Can't you let me discover it?" Mag poked his head out again and looked at Amy with curiosity, who had already walked to the door. The little guy deliberately avoided him and dragged two calico ducks. He was preparing to go there. where?
Amy put down the two calico ducks. The two calico ducks, whose necks were strangled by life, gasped for air and twisted their bodies in fear, trying to stay away from Amy.
"Don't run!" Amy grabbed the two ducks' necks again, then stood on tiptoes and tried hard to reach the door handle. Her fingertips finally touched the handle. With a click, the door lock opened, revealing a crack.
"Huh." Amy breathed lightly, and looked back with a guilty conscience. Looking at the two calico ducks fluttering and struggling in her hands, she quickly let go of her hands to let them breathe, and then started again Hold them by the neck and walk out the door quietly.
Mag poked his head and looked outside, and could only see the back of Amy holding two ducks, but she did not go far, but put down the two ducks at the door, as if she had said something to them, and then A flame appeared in his hand.
"Are you planning to bake it directly?" Mag raised his eyebrows, quietly came to the door, and looked sideways outside.
The two calico ducks looked at Amy in horror. The ugly duckling on the side also stood in front of the two ducks with an anxious look on its face. However, looking at the flame in Amy's hand, there was a bit of fear in its eyes.
Amy looked at the red-topped three-flowered duck, slowly squatted down, and said expectantly: "Such a fat ugly duck must be delicious when roasted, just like the roast goose restaurant in the square, roasted to golden brown Yes, just break off a leg and eat it, it will be super happy."
“Quack quack!!!”
The two calico ducks flapped their wings in fear, trying to stay away from the devil, but their legs were tied and tied together. They couldn't move at all. They could only watch the flames slowly approaching. Feeling the terrifying heat.
"Oh, I originally wanted to eat you, but seeing how pitiful the ugly duckling is, I decided to let you go. I can't let the ugly duckling experience the pain of losing its parents since childhood." Amy sighed, and the flame in her hand suddenly shrank into a A chopstick-sized piece was swiped between the legs of two calico ducks, and the ropes tied to their feet were reduced to ashes.
Feeling the heat in their crotches, the two calico ducks paralyzed to the ground with frightened faces, as if they still didn't understand what was happening and had even forgotten to escape.
"If you don't leave, I will regret it. Father is planning to use you to make roast duck tomorrow." Amy's eyes started to move again.
"quack!!!"
The two red-crested ducks seemed to come to their senses. They flapped their wings and flew towards the square. One of them was so panicked that he almost hit a tree and fell to the ground. The dead leaves turned into two black spots and disappeared into the sky.
"Meow meow~!"
The ugly duckling looked excitedly at the calico duck flying away, then turned to look at Amy and rubbed her feet with his little head.
"It turns out that I'm afraid that the ugly duckling will be sad." Mag smiled and shook his head. The little guy was still very kind.
"Okay, I know you are very happy." Amy touched the ugly duckling's head, looked at the expression of enjoyment on its face, and said with a smile: "But, have you ever heard that the father pays his debts to the son?"
"Meow~"
The ugly duckling looked at Amy with some confusion.
"It's okay, you will understand later." Amy smiled and picked up the ugly duckling, glanced at the sky again, turned and entered the restaurant, muttering with some regret: "It feels really good to watch the two roast ducks fly away. I feel sad, but what should I tell my father? It took him a day to catch them..."
Mag quietly disappeared from the stairs. The little guy must have been worried that he would not agree, so he secretly let the two ducks go, but he was a little curious as to what reason the little guy would use to tell him this.
"Father, please drink some water."
Mag waited on the balcony for a while, and Amy walked out carefully holding a water glass in both hands, trying her best to raise her hand and pass it to Mag.
"Well, thank you Amy." Mag smiled and took the water glass and took a sip. The little guy also knew to honor him first.
Amy looked up at Mag and said with an apologetic expression: "Sorry, Father, I let go of those two ugly ducks because I thought the ugly ducklings would be sad."
"It doesn't matter. Being able to understand your friends' feelings is something worth encouraging." Mag smiled and shook his head, looking at Amy with eyes full of admiration.
Not only did the little guy know how to be considerate of his friend's feelings, but more importantly, he didn't try to lie, but was honest with him, which was important to him.
A smile appeared on Amy's face and she nodded: "Well, it doesn't matter. Although I let them go, their child is still in my hands. Sooner or later it will be returned."
Mag smiled helplessly, then touched Amy's head and said, "Then let's practice the sword for a while and then go back to sleep."
"Yeah." Amy nodded, picked up the long sword placed aside, and then followed Mag and started practicing in a strict manner.
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The next morning, Yabei Mia looked at Mag who had just prepared breakfast for everyone and asked out of curiosity: "Boss, what exactly is stinky tofu?"
