Jon looked at the thin little donkey in front of him and almost stopped laughing. He had chosen a random animal without any good intentions. He had been expecting Silly-Head jokes, but Jon was embarrassed at the thought and said: "Well, that's all, what have I to say, brother, the donkey's yours, do with him what you like, it's all right now, go and drink."

"Really? Thanks boss." "Silly-Head said cheerily.

Watching Silly-Head and Jon go away, the stone that had hung over the donkey's heart was lifted, and he was glad at the turn of his life, knowing that he might never drink or eat meat again, or even endure Silly-Head's bullying, but at the thought of being free from the misery of his life in the mill, That it had been worth it.

When Silly-Head wakes up the next day, he thinks Jon is gone. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. Still, he couldn't see Jon. He was puzzled.

"Hey, are you looking for your friend from last night?" "Asked a beautiful elf in a bar uniform, coming over.

"Yeah, where's my boss?" "Silly-Head asked, scratching his head.

"He's gone, and you two were so noisy last night, arguing about drinks, that I was tired to death." 'replied the Genie with a smile.

"Really? Right... Sorry, I think we had too much to drink, by the way, where's my boss, do you know?" Silly-Head was in a state of utter embarrassment.

The elf shook his head and said, "I don't know, but he left you a message. Would you like to hear it?"

Silly-Head took one look at the elf, nodded and said, "Yes, of course I do."

The elf grinned and said in a rough voice, "You tell the boy to tell me I'm leaving, let him do his best, and don't forget to pay for the next treat, haha, that's what he said."

Embarrassed, embarrassed, embarrassed. Silly-Head blushed and said, "I know... I know, I'll remember that next time, I'm off, goodbye, and by the way, I haven't asked for your name yet."

'My name is Di,' I said. The genie introduced himself with a smile.

"Flute? Good name, why don't you ask my name?" Silly-Head asked after a moment's thought.

"What else is there to ask? You kept taking my hand last night and saying your name was Grace and that you were a magician, but I couldn't tell you were a magician. I didn't even feel the magic in you." "Said Flute, blushing.

"Is it really such a thing? Sorry, sorry, I must have had too much to drink. ' Silly-Head's face grew redder and he ran out of the bar.

"Grace? Oh, no, that figure, is clearly someone else, do I mishear?" In the corner, a slovenly dressed fallen magician opened his dim drunk eyes, looked at the back of Silly-Head, and muttered to himself.

The donkey was still tied to a stump in the corner, chewing rotten, tasteless grass, but he was not at all sad. He had seen Jon stagger all the way out of the bar this morning, not interested in even looking at him. He was glad to know that he was rid of the dark and dirty mill once and for all, and was humming a little dragon song.

"Well, what are you humming? Watch out for people to hear you, you'll be in trouble." Silly-Head came over and heard the noise coming out of the donkey's mouth, warning.

"Yes, yes, boss, you're out. I just saw Jon leave." "Said the donkey, hurriedly.

"Well, I know all about it. You'd better understand me a little better. From now on, I'll be your master. Don't make me angry. Well, that's right, I've got to lay down a few rules for you. First, don't work in a hurry. If you don't want to work, then you don't work. Silly-Head pointed at the donkey and went on and on.

"Yes, yes, I will be good." The excitement in the donkey's heart finally passed, and he began to worry about his future without a future in front of him.

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"... Have you remembered all this? From now on, you have to wear your tail between your legs, understand? Now, you stay here and eat your breakfast while I go to see Lord Sheffer. Well, on your first day as a squire, watch your appearance..." Silly-Head finished training the donkey and went away grumbling.

"Oh, damn it, at last. I thought today was the end of the world. Well, I see why you want to train me. No, it seems that I am the last to suffer the anger, damn, damn magician, I have 18 generations of your ancestors......" Donkey, finally figured out a problem, know their own miserable fate.

When Silly-Head had washed himself by the town well, looked at his reflection in the pail, and combed his fallen hair with his hands, he thought that the face in the water was no longer the handsome and handsome man he had been two years before. Durard's magic had not only sealed Silly-Head's magic, Durard's magic had not only sealed Silly-Head's magical powers, but had changed his body into the thin shape it now was.

"Damn Durad, I'll torture you later. Well, it's time to see President Sheffer." Silly-Head said bitterly to his own reflection.

At the door of President Sheffer's office, Silly-Head stopped and gently knocked on the door. "Are you there, President?" she asked.

"Is that Silly-Head? Come in, I've been waiting for you." President Sheffer responded from inside.

"Yes, President." Silly-Head managed to force a smile and gently pushed open the door.

"Well, you look quite dashing. How did I hear you had a wild night last night?" "Said the president, with a Silly-Head and a stern face.

Silly-Head's heart immediately clattered, immediately understood what was going on, the mercenary union, and the mercenary bar, in a building, the president's office is right behind the bar, and even at the end of the corridor there is a small door, his last night and Jon boss crazy behavior will inevitably spread into the ears of the new master.

This first day on the job, there had been such an unpleasant thing, even Silly-Head himself felt that he was a little unable to explain, but he could not speak, so he had to shut his mouth and wait for Sheffer's action.

"Well, why don't you explain?" 'said President Sheffer faintly.

Silly-Head, without raising his Head, whispered, "I'm sorry, Sir, but I'm afraid it's too late for you to explain what happened to me. But I promise it won't happen again."

'Why is that? Besides, it wasn't your fault last night. Jon should be largely responsible." "Said Shyfel, with a slight smile on his lips.

"No, Sir, please forgive me for interrupting. I would never put my own responsibility on someone else's shoulders. If you think my indiscretion will cause you trouble, then please let me go." Silly-Head raised his head and faced President Sheffer bravely.

Looking at Silly-Head's firm eyes, President Shefel nodded with satisfaction and pointed to the chair opposite him. "Sit down, although your behavior is very indecent, but for the sake of you already know the mistake, I will forgive you once, besides, Jon also told me the thing again this morning, you know what he said, ha ha, he took things all on himself, said he forced you to drink, how about, your boss is still full of careful bar."

"Really, Jon, really say that?" "Silly-Head asked in surprise.

Silly-head said nothing, but nodded gently, thinking about the events of the morning: "It seems Kerry's letter is right, this young man is very special, from the surface, he looks like an idle, opportunistic snob, but contact more, you can find his special place, hey hey, Kerry, you old bastard, why would you push such a talent to me? I don't get it."

Silly-Head didn't know what the President was thinking in front of him. At this time, his mind kept coming back to Jon's words and actions, and what he had told the fairy beauty this morning, and his heart couldn't help but warm, for this man who usually seemed cold as ice, but was actually hot inside.

Silly-Head president woke up from the meditation, see Silly-Head is still in a daze, eyes still flashing crystal tears, know that he is still moved for Jon, the heart can not help but laugh, but also for Silly-Head heavy love heavy sense, extremely appreciate.

At that moment, President Sheffer coughed and awakened Silly-Head from the feeling, saying, "Silly-Head, your name is very interesting, but in the future, you will follow me to do things, you can't always call a name that makes people shushy, after all, I am a person of honor, do you understand me?"

"I understand, I understand, President, please give me a name." 'Silly-Head said respectfully.

"Well, I'm relieved that you're so sensible. Well, what's your name?" President Sheffer said, looking around the room.

"Huh? It's not going to be something you see and shove some name at me, is it? If you see a spittoon, do you have to call me a spittoon?" Silly-Head felt a pain in his heart.

"You're just called... Well, I can't think of a good name for a moment, but I'll think of it some other time." President Sheffer withdrew his gaze.

"It's all right. You can tell me whenever you think of it." 'said Silly-Head, with a long sigh of relief.

One of the things that pleased President Sheffer most was Silly-Head's modesty. No matter how hard he tried, Silly-Head always maintained a very pleasant expression on his face, and even his voice made people feel comfortable. He looked at Silly-Head with satisfaction, nodded, and said, "Well, it's getting late today. Come with me for a walk."

"Yes, Sir," he said. Silly-Head agreed softly.

With that Silly-Head bowed down, took a step back, gently unhooked President Shyfel's hat from the corner of the hook, held it out with both hands reverently, and then reached for his wand...