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【Era of Witches·328 Years】

[The witch's heart is full of kindness and compassion. 】

【She uses magic to bring happiness to people. 】

【She brings hope to people with her wisdom. 】

[Blackberry thrived under her care, and he joined the academy under the witch's rule. 】

[The magicians treated the child kindly, and Blackberry, who had lost his family, felt the warmth and love. 】

【Love and magic create a harbor. Hope and belonging build home. 】

[Until that day, iron hooves step into the holy white heaven——]

…

On the vast plain, the magician spotted the young man at a glance.

The young man sat among the filthy corpses. Surrounded by abandoned knives, guns, swords, and the blood-stained helmets of knights, the final expression of each corpse was one of horror and pain.

The magician approached step by step, and the boy raised his head inch by inch. The boy's eyes had a heart-stopping calmness, but when he looked at the magician, he showed sadness.

[BlackBerry: Angel, you are back. But I failed to protect your students. 】

The magician knew that this was not the boy's fault.

The church attacked this pure land in the name of "slaying witches". The holy white buildings collapsed, the books were burned, and the magicians became corpses. But in this massive attack, no one was the winner. No matter it was the magicians or the church knights, they all died. No one was left.

The wind blew the flags planted on the ground, the tassels on people's swords, and the cross necklace on the young man's neck. The boy looked at the magician from a distance.

"The knights killed the magicians. I wanted the knights to die, so the knights died." There was a distant calm in Blackberry's eyes: "I am like... a monster."

"You're not a monster."

"But did I do the right thing? I killed the knights, but in fact they were just brainwashed civilians." Blackberry said.

The magician looked at him from a distance and said:

"——Then let the source of brainwashing stop."

"——Let 'commoners' no longer become 'knights'."

…

Su Mingan knows that BlackBerry is not simple. Blackberry is extremely talented and can learn everything very quickly. He is a genius like no other. The most important thing is that blackberries can intensify black fog disease in people, causing them to die instantly. If left unchecked, BlackBerry will become the scourge of our time.

So Su Mingan sent Blackberry to the royal family. Blackberry had strength, IQ, and emotional intelligence. As long as there is proper education and guidance, BlackBerry can rely on this ability to stop witches and kill buddhas, rectify the entire era from top to bottom, and end witch hunting.

"Supreme Magician, is this the child you adopted?" The old king came to greet him tremblingly, respectfully treating Su Ming'an as his honored guest. Although the church despises magicians, the royal family respects magicians.

"His name is Blackberry, and he is mine..." Su Mingan considered for a moment: "...an ally."

Blackberry stared at him.

"I am your dependent." Blackberry seemed to regard Su Ming'an as a god-like existence.

Su Mingan did not correct him. He asked the royal family to let BlackBerry try to get involved in government affairs.

"Bottom-up changes require a lot of blood and sacrifices, and countless people will die in the war. Top-down reforms require the upper class to be strong enough, and maybe they can succeed. I will try to change this situation. , end the witch hunt and make the world a new one," Blackberry said.

"This is not easy." Su Mingan said.

Blackberry's eyes were bright and sharp, like a blade that had just been unsheathed. He put one hand on his chest and bowed to Su Ming'an: "Angel. This is the trial you gave me... I will not back down."

…

【Era of Witches·329 Years】

[Blackberry was thirteen years old. 】

[The witch seems to be very busy, she rarely appears next to Blackberry. 】

[Blackberry trusts her very much. Every time she appears, Blackberry treats her as a god-like existence. After all, the Supreme Magician has wisdom, knowledge, and power. He is also his savior and the light in his life. 】

[With the favor of the royal family, Blackberry quickly became the lord of a city. 】

[He has the support of the Supreme Magician and the ability to intensify the Black Mist Disease. Even the church does not dare to take action against him for the time being. 】

[On this day, the witch returned to this world, and a thirty-five-degree wind blew in her ears. 】

…

Compared to Alice, Su Mingan is very fond of Blackberries and only comes to see Blackberries in his free time. "The Witch's Narrative" does not have a fixed mission goal. It only requires witnessing the ending of Blackberry. Therefore, Su Mingan did not provide much guidance and just observed the context of this era, like an overlooker from a God's perspective.

Time flows very fast in the game. Su Mingan looked at the military map in the real world for a while, and when he returned to the game, a long time had passed.

"Have you heard? The new city lord is a child." The bread sellers whispered to each other.

"Oh my gosh, I heard he doesn't even have a family, he's an orphan."

"But he has the support of the Supreme Magician. The Supreme Magician said that Blackberry is actually a descendant of the Kenite family, but he has been hiding his name."

"The Kenite family? Is that the ancient family that once led the empire to conquer the north and south? Legend has it that the empire was invincible during that period, and the Kenite family was also regarded as the most orthodox empire successor family, but they were later exterminated... …It turns out that the Lord of the City comes from this family!”

"The Lord of the City is preaching in the square - everyone, go and watch!" The kid selling the newspaper ran barefoot across the street, and even the beggars on the roadside raised their heads to listen.

In the square, the thirteen-year-old city lord stood in the center. The surrounding torches illuminated the solemn and gorgeous Kenite family lines on his body. The gold and purple that symbolize luxury covered his thin body. He wore a lord's crown on his head and held a scepter in his hand. He was obviously not taller than The bonfire next to him already had the power of a superior person.

Civilians gathered around the square, carrying bread, vegetables and dried flowers in their arms. Their eyes focused on the young city lord's back - that was the legendary supreme magician. The nightingale rested on her shoulder, the starlight lingered around her, her eyes were like the cold moonlight, and even the shadows under the firelight were like light elves.

With a slight movement of her fingers, bread and milk fell from the sky. People immediately lost their doubts and were sincerely convinced by the newly appointed young city lord.

"This is magic, it's so powerful..."

"What if she is a witch?"

"With the royal endorsement, there will be no problem. As long as it can fill our stomachs, I don't care..."

Blackberry was still speaking, his words sincere and full of gorgeous rhetoric. Born as a viscount, his cultural level is not low, and his speeches can also be written clearly and clearly. But people will only pay attention to the bread and milk in their hands. As long as he can draw a pie, people will certainly be willing to follow him.

The Kenite family is just a name, but no matter what, no one can trace his bloodline.

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【Era of Witches·330 Years】

[Blackberry Kenite was fourteen years old. 】

[BlackBerry often thinks of that angel. 】

[The angel left for a long time this time, and Blackberry was never able to see her. Maybe there are many things in heaven that are holding her back. 】

[More cities came into his hands. Anyone who underestimated his age paid a heavy price. The enemies never imagined that their strategizing opponent would be an extremely young boy. He possesses wisdom and composure that belies his age, like a battle-hardened general. 】

[However, as its territory expanded, BlackBerry felt pressure. 】

[People's greed can never be satisfied, and even a piece of bread a day will hardly satisfy them - they will suspect that their bread is missing a piece of lettuce, or a small mouthful of salad dressing. The missing food may have turned into brocade and been worn on the city lord's body. 】

["Just because he is sitting upright in a chair, he is completely different from them. They will turn their gazes into thousands of knives, cutting and examining his every move.\