The Wizard of Fairy Tale World

Chapter 151: Magrito’s Conspiracy

Unlike the others, Aurora was heading to Emerald City to find Rhine.

As for whether Oz was truly a great magician…

What did that have to do with her?

In fact, if Oz really was just a fraud, that would be even better! That would mean she had won the bet she made with the Northern Witch out of spite.

“Enough nonsense—time to die!”

Aurora raised her sword and charged straight at the magician!

Her speed was incredible, leaving behind a trail of afterimages in the air.

“Aurora is amazing!” Dorothy gasped, eyes wide with astonishment.

The girl looked about the same age as her, yet her skills were on a completely different level!

The Lion, Scarecrow, and Tin Man were just as shocked.

The Lion, in particular, remembered how, before joining the group, it had tried to scare the two girls with a mighty roar—only for Aurora to pick it up like a kitten, making it scream in terror. That was when everyone realized the so-called "King of Beasts" was actually a coward.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Why so violent, little girl?”

Seeing Aurora charging at him like a bolt of lightning, Magrito stumbled backward and fell to the ground in fright.

He wasn’t actually a particularly powerful magician—most of his skills were just a hodgepodge of tricks.

In that split second, he hastily rubbed a ring on his finger and chanted,

“Quick! Get me out of here!”

The ring was Magrito’s most prized possession. A spirit resided within it, obediently following his commands.

With a loud bang, Magrito vanished in a puff of mist.

“That’s it? He ran away just like that? I thought we were going to fight. What a coward!”

Aurora muttered, staring at the empty ground in disappointment.

After her battle with Maleficent, she felt her strength and combat skills had improved dramatically.

Even if she faced Maleficent at full power again, she wouldn’t be as passive as before—even if she still couldn’t win outright.

She had been hoping this magician would turn into a giant dragon or beast so she could test her newfound abilities in a real fight.

But instead, he ran away without a fight!

As Aurora sighed in frustration, she noticed that Dorothy and the others looked deeply troubled.

“So, he really is a magician… Even if he’s an evil one, at least he has real magic. Unlike me—I’m just an ordinary girl.” Dorothy frowned, recalling the scene. “What if he was telling the truth?”

To Dorothy, people who could use magic were always more knowledgeable—almost like they knew everything. She wasn’t sure if that belief was entirely correct, though.

The Scarecrow grew despondent. “If Oz is just an ordinary man, then he won’t be able to give me a brain full of wisdom, will he?”

“And what about my heart?” The Tin Man said, disheartened.

“And my courage,” the Lion added, equally gloomy.

“And my… uh, my wish to become a real boy!” Pinocchio chimed in, not realizing his phrasing didn’t match the others.

The entire group fell into despair, the atmosphere sinking into heavy silence.

“Come on, everyone! There’s no need to be so down!”

Aurora encouraged them, speaking firmly:

“Don’t forget—my teacher, the great magician Rhine, is in Emerald City as well!

“If Oz really is a fraud, a powerless ordinary man, then I’ll ask my teacher to grant your wishes!”

Hearing Aurora’s words, everyone perked up again, their spirits lifting.

“That’s right! I almost forgot—Aurora’s teacher is also a magician.”

“We don’t have to put all our hopes on Oz alone.”

Seeing her companions regain their confidence, Aurora felt much better herself.

To be honest, she wasn’t entirely sure if Rhine could actually grant the Scarecrow a brain or the Tin Man a heart.

—After all, throughout their journey, she had never once thought the Scarecrow lacked intelligence or that the Tin Man had no heart. She simply couldn’t understand why her companions were so convinced they didn’t have those things.

With their wishes in mind, the group pressed onward toward Emerald City.

Yet, as they walked, they couldn’t help but wonder:

Was Oz really just an ordinary man without magic?

On a Distant Hillside

Magrito watched as Aurora, Dorothy, and their group disappeared beyond the horizon.

A sinister smile curled at his lips.

“Hahaha, Oz, you little circus fraud—just wait to be exposed!”

“I can’t wait to see how the people of Emerald City unleash their fury when they realize you’ve been deceiving them for so long!”

As he spoke, Magrito pulled out a mirror and stroked its surface while chanting an incantation.

The dark mirror rippled like water, and a powerful, dignified face appeared within—the Emperor of Enderland.

“Your Majesty, my deepest apologies.

“The Eastern Witch, who was supposed to be my ally, has been killed. This caused a slight delay in our plans.

“However, this will not affect the bigger picture.

“Soon, I will expose Oz’s identity and reveal to everyone that he is nothing but a fraud!

“And as the one who unveils the truth, a true magician like me will be the rightful ruler of this land!

“When that happens, I will pledge allegiance to Your Majesty’s empire. The Land of Oz will fall under the rule of Enderland.

“This isolated green paradise, hidden within the desert, will become a part of the empire’s territory—a strategic bridge connecting the East and West!”

In the mirror, the Emperor of Enderland nodded slightly, his voice cold and emotionless:

“Then hurry up.”

His gaze turned sharp, carrying a hint of restrained anger.

“Many of the empire’s warriors have already died because of your miscalculations. If you fail again this time…”

The Emperor didn’t finish his sentence.

But outside the mirror, Magrito was already sweating profusely. He stiffly nodded.

“Rest assured, Your Majesty! I swear—I will complete this mission! I will not fail again!”

The Emperor’s expression softened slightly, then he asked,

“Have you located that Magic Lamp yet?

“You claimed that lamp holds immense power—far greater than your ring.

“Ancient records say the lamp is buried deep within a treasure vault, and based on the maps, it should be near the Land of Oz.”

Magrito wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“I’m still searching for it. I’ve been comparing the surroundings with the descriptions in the ancient texts—I’ll find the precise location soon!

“But since I haven’t become the King of Oz yet, I can’t send out an army for a large-scale search. That would be too conspicuous.

“Once I overthrow Oz and take the throne, things will be much easier.”

The Emperor of Enderland gave a slight nod. The image in the mirror darkened once more.

“Magrito, I’ll give you one month.

“Remember—do not fail…”