"Black charcoal, shut up." On one side, Julian, who was wearing a black mage's robe, murmured in a sharp voice with a dignified expression. Looking at the father and daughter who had gone away hand in hand, he muttered: "just a strong magic wave, is this little girl a genius? Or is that man a master of hiding? "

"It's really black charcoal now." The green cap parrot looked at the black crow with all its hair burned out, giggling and gloating.

"Old man, please call me your royal highness Fama Odin Ben. The king's palace has been destroyed by that little guy. You'd better get me a new one, and you'd better make me a gorgeous Royal robe, so as not to let the beautiful body of the king be seen by others." Black crow some discontented said, around sniffed, and called: "hell, where the roast chicken flavor."

"No more nonsense. I'll feed you a new experiment." Julian turned his head and looked at the black crow. His face was expressionless and his voice was as sharp as a devil crawling out of hell.

The black crow immediately counseled, raised his legs and moved to the side, a little bit pinched and said: "then... At least give me two leaves, otherwise it's too bad to stand here."

"Mung bean, go and find him two." Julian said, turned and walked towards the shop. He said to himself, "it's strange that I didn't notice magic waves there before? Maybe we can learn from him. "

"Your Excellency, next time you ask me to help you, please call me sonny." The green haired Parrot said happily, opened the lock on the birdcage, and fluttered out. After a while, it took two leaves and put them back to the black charcoal. It flew back to the birdcage, locked the door and combed its hair gracefully.

"I didn't expect that I should be reduced to such a state." Black charcoal sighed, looked left and right, lowered his head, picked up two leaves and surrounded him, protecting the important position.

MEG leads the happy Amy to the square and sets the black crow on fire. Amy is obviously in a good mood. She jumps in front of her and stops to wait for MEG from time to time. Then she goes on.

McGonagall had ten gold coins in his pocket. Although gold coins were very important to him now, he didn't hesitate if Amy liked and wanted anything.

However, the little guy is very sensible and doesn't spend money indiscriminately. After wandering around for half an hour, he just asked for a puppet that can move.

Then MEG took Amy to the biggest food market in Aden square. Unfortunately, after a tour, she couldn't find a swan, let alone an ugly duckling.

There are ducklings, but MEG is worried that when the ducklings grow up and don't become white swans, Amy will think he cheated her, so he didn't buy them.

The price of ordinary dishes in the market is very cheap, but the system says that the kitchen can't bring in the ingredients bought from outside, so it stops him from buying vegetables.

"Father, can't we buy the ugly duckling today?" At the door of the market, Amy looks up at MEG, a little disappointed.

"The boss said that the ugly duckling hasn't been born in this period of time, so it may be later to buy it." MEG nodded, thinking about how to comfort Amy, who was full of expectations. It's early autumn now. Even swans are rare near the city of chaos, let alone little swans. It's estimated that they won't be found for a long time.

"Eh!" Before McGonagall could comfort her, Amy's eyes were attracted by a herbal medicine stall on the side of the road. She hopped over and squatted down. She looked at McGonagall for a while with wide eyes. Then she turned back and waved to McGonagall and said, "father, come and see. This must be the ugly duckling's egg."

"Well?" MEG walked over to the stall. There was a strong, dark, middle-aged man weaving a small basket of hay. He should be a medicine picker. His hands were covered with calluses left by rope climbing. Sacks of herbs were in sacks on the ground. At his feet was a small pile of grass with a big gray egg the size of a bowl on it.

"Father, let's buy this egg back. You say there are no ugly ducklings now. Then we can go home and hatch it." Amy pointed to the egg on the ground and looked up at MEG, looking forward to it.

"Good." McGonagall nodded with a smile. Today, the little guy has been disappointed many times. He wants her to go home happily. He looks at the medicine collector and asks, "boss, what's this egg?"

"Well, I'm not sure. I found it on a cliff when I went to collect medicine yesterday. It's not a bird that doesn't go there at all. It's probably a bird's egg. It's a big tonic." The collector said with a simple smile.

"How much." Meg's eyes lit up. If it's a bird egg, it's almost the same as a swan. And judging from the size of the egg, it's estimated that it will grow bigger than an ostrich in the future. It's well domesticated and can be used as a mount for Amy.

"If the little girl likes it, just three gold coins." The herb collector looked at Amy who was full of expectation and scratched his head with a smile.

"OK, three gold coins. Keep them." McGonagall directly took out three gold coins and handed them to him. Every day the medicine collector walked on the cliff, taking his life to exchange money. Moreover, if this is really a big bird's egg, three gold coins are not expensive at all.

"OK, give this little basket to the little girl. It's just right to hold this egg." The herb collector put the eggs on the ground together with the hay in the basket he had just made up and handed it to Amy with a smile.

"Xiaomi, thank you very much." Meg said to Amy.

"Thank you, uncle." Amy happily took the basket, holding it in both hands, and whispered: "ugly duckling, you should be good, wait for me to hatch you slowly."

"You're welcome. You're welcome." The collector waved his hand with a smile, looked at MEG and said with a smile, "my girl is as old as her and likes to raise small things, but there are already two monkeys at home, so I won't take them back."

"Yes, the little guy has been talking about it these two days, hoping that she will like it when it hatches." McGonagall is also a little helpless smile, but looking at Amy's eyes full of doting.

After saying goodbye to the medicine collector, McGonagall wanted to help Amy carry the eggs, but she refused. Her hands were a little hard to carry. McGonagall was worried that she would fall to the ground.

After walking back for half an hour, Amy gently put the basket on the doorstep and sighed. Looking back at MEG, she said seriously, "thank you for buying Amy the ugly duckling's egg, father. I will take good care of it in the future."

"Well, but just now the doctor said that this is not necessarily the egg of the ugly duckling, it may be the egg of other birds." MEG took out the kerchief and helped her wipe the sweat on her forehead. She said with a smile.

Amy shook his head firmly: "no, Xiaomi believes that this must be the egg of the ugly duckling. I'll hatch it, and then slowly raise it to become a white swan, and then... And..."

Then MEG looked at Amy and swallowed.