The Wizard of Fairy Tale World-Chapter 153: Dorothy’s Shock

Chapter 153: Dorothy's Shock

"What?"

Aurora was stunned after hearing the soldier’s words.

This response was completely unexpected.

Not only Aurora, but her companions were also in shock.

The soldier spread his arms and vividly explained,

"Not long ago, the great Oz’s teacher—the magician Rhine—came to Emerald City to visit his student. The two magicians have been together all day."

Aurora was utterly confused. She turned to the soldier to confirm, "Are you serious?"

"Of course," the soldier said animatedly. "Every soldier in the city knows about it!"

Aurora hesitated and asked again, worried that it might be a case of mistaken identity, "What does this magician named Rhine, Oz’s teacher, look like?"

The soldier replied naturally, his tone full of reverence,

"As a magician capable of countless transformations, the great Rhine surely has many different appearances. But this time, he took the form of a silver-haired, handsome young boy."

It really was her teacher! Aurora was utterly shaken.

How come my teacher never mentioned having a student? she wondered in confusion.

"But long before I was born, Teacher was already a magician. Maybe he had a student back then?" Aurora couldn't help but consider the possibility.

As they watched the soldier walk away, Dorothy, the Scarecrow, the Tin Man, Pinocchio, and the Lion all looked absolutely stunned.

One by one, they turned to Aurora, surrounding her as if she were the center of attention.

"So the great magician Rhine, the one who gave me life, also has this identity?" Pinocchio marveled.

Dorothy tilted her head, trying hard to piece together the connections between Aurora, Oz, and Rhine.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Aurora and exclaimed in admiration,

"Aurora, you never told us that your teacher is also the great magician Oz’s teacher!"

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I didn’t know either… Aurora was just as bewildered.

Dorothy continued,

"Uh, so that means, Aurora, you and King Oz are actually of the same generation! Oz is your senior disciple, right?"

Dorothy was quite pleased with herself for figuring out this relationship.

This wasn't an easy conclusion for her to reach—

She had to rack her brain to connect the girl standing beside her, who was about the same age as herself, with the ruler of the Land of Oz, a person with the grand title of 'Great Magician.'

Dorothy quickly reasoned further,

"Since Oz is your teacher’s student, and your teacher is a great magician, then Oz must also be a real magician!

"So that evil dark-skinned magician from before was lying to us?"

Aurora scratched her head in confusion. "Maybe?"

Everyone was thrilled.

"If Oz is truly a great magician, then he must be able to grant me a smart brain!" the Scarecrow said happily.

"And a heart for me," added the Tin Man.

He thought of the Munchkin girl he loved. If he could obtain a heart, he could finally marry her.

"And courage for me," the Lion chimed in.

Aurora suspected they were treating magicians as omnipotent beings but chose not to burst their bubble.

Although she wouldn’t admit it outright, after learning that her teacher was also Oz’s teacher, she felt a sense of pride and satisfaction upon seeing her companions' astonished expressions.

Back then, she had defiantly bet against the Northern Witch, claiming that her teacher’s magic was far superior to Oz’s—and now, it seemed she had won that bet!

"Honestly, I was just speaking out of spite at the time. There’s no need to actually make the Northern Witch apologize to me."

Thinking of the kind old woman, Aurora muttered to herself, deciding that the next time they met, she would just pretend to forget about the bet.

With that, the group happily returned to their rooms, waiting for Oz to summon them.

The small rooms here were absolutely beautiful and adorable!

Each had a soft and comfortable bed, wardrobes filled with fine silk clothing, and a little green bookshelf on the windowsill.

Dorothy randomly pulled out a book and found it filled with all kinds of beautiful illustrations and fascinating stories, which made her laugh out loud.

"I love it here!" Dorothy exclaimed, throwing herself onto the plush bed, laughing as she read.

Aurora was given a similar room.

However, unlike Dorothy, who was the same age as her, Aurora had no interest in any of the room’s decorations.

Neither the soft bed nor the strange, whimsical storybooks intrigued her.

After all, her own journey was far more exciting than any storybook!

Lying on the bed, she felt the comfort of the mattress beneath her but couldn’t stop thinking about what had just happened.

"Before I was born, or at least before I grew up, did Teacher really take on a magician apprentice named Oz?"

As she pondered, she turned over—and suddenly saw Rhine sitting on the edge of her bed, smiling at her.

"Teacher? You’re here? So you really are in this palace, with Oz? Is he really your student?"

Rhine smiled. "Come with me to see Oz, and you’ll understand everything."

He placed a hand on Aurora’s shoulder, and in the blink of an eye, their figures blurred and vanished from the room.

A few hours later.

The soldier from earlier returned and informed Dorothy and the others that Oz was ready to meet them.

Following a girl dressed in green, they arrived at a spacious and luxurious hall in the palace.

This was a vast and stunning emerald hall, filled with nobles and courtiers dressed in extravagant, elegant clothing, seated in their respective places, engaged in lively conversations.

"Are these the members of Oz’s court?"

Dorothy wondered, then turned to a noblewoman sipping tea and asked,

"Excuse me, have you ever seen the great Oz? What does he actually look like?"

The noblewoman set down her cup of green tea and shook her head.

"No, like most people here, I have never been allowed to meet the great Oz. But we are still required to attend morning court every day."

A minister added,

"Even within the palace, very few have ever seen Oz. It is said that the terrifying Oz appears differently to different people—after all, he is a magician of countless transformations."

A gentleman lowered his voice and whispered in disbelief,

"You’re really going to meet the great and terrible Oz?"

Listening to the ministers’ words, Dorothy’s mind raced.

If she had heard this before knowing anything about Oz, she would have believed he was a truly fearsome and mysterious figure—after all, even his own courtiers had never seen him!

But now, after remembering what Magrito had said, she began to suspect that Oz’s terrifying reputation might just be a facade.

"Well, regardless of whether Oz is truly a great magician or not, he and Aurora share the same teacher."

"And since Aurora is so kind and adorable, I hope Oz is easy to get along with too."

Dorothy silently prayed.

At that moment, a bell rang.

The green-clad girl leading them turned and said,

"This is the signal. You may enter now."