Wizard From Afar

Thirty years ago, the wizard named Peter obtained the Wimpal castle from the Duke and the qualification to open the entire Duke’s only one wizard Academy. From that day on, Wimpal almost became synonymous with the entire ducal wizard.

Any wizards who come to this land must either choose to join Wimpal and become a member here, and use voluntary dedication and teaching apprentices in exchange for the freedom to study magic; or they must remain anonymous, in Hiding in the crowd without being discovered, living a low-key life.

Part of the wizards chose first, and after they could not stand the endless heavy work, they left the land; more wizards chose second, living a low-key life, relying on selling herbs And simple medicine to maintain their lives, very few can rely on knowledge and extensive insights to serve as tutors in some wealthy people's homes.

But there are still some people who choose the third way...Most of them are not from the orthodox Academy, they just happen to be exposed to this mysterious knowledge, and think that as long as they can learn it, they can get ahead and get rid of the difficult life. And other people's eyes.

But reality is always cruel and ruthless—wizard's identity can only make them fear and disgust, not respect. Coupled with the exclusion of the ordinary person and the supervision of the church, there is no freedom at all.

In the wilderness, the cynical wandering wizards are the most determined force under Karan. They believed that what they had done was correct, and regarded Wimpal, who had flattered the church and nobles, as a traitor to the wizard.

These people don't care if they die, as long as they die meaningfully. It's not so much about wanting to sacrifice, but it's more because of complete despair.

Kalan understands these people very well-who they are, after finally getting the opportunity to stand up, he worked hard for several decades, and in the end he was still despised by others, and his life was embarrassing and even a little dependent. No, he would be desperate.

It's not me who is wrong, it's this world; it's not that I don't work hard, but because it's unfair...it's nothing more than that.

All he has to do is to give these people who have no hope, a little chance of success, and give them a goal that seems to be successful, and they will swarm like moths against the fire. And up. These wandering wizards are no longer normal people, because normal people will not lose their lives unless they are forced to a dead end.

Loyal fools who believe that they can bring them hope will pile up mountains with their own bones, build up ladders for themselves, and become steps under their feet.

Kalan, who has lived for half his life, has long seen it through. Whether it is knowledge or strength, it is worthless in the face of true power and gold-moving his fingers on his own can strangle the Farnesis and him. Knight by his side, but dare you? !

The lord who rules this land is just an elderly Knight, but who dares to attack him? Those young Knights who are so much stronger than him, don't they have to kneel before him obediently, praying for a full-time position? !

Everything in the world is fake, only power and money are real, and I can really hold it in my hand again!

At this moment, the Wimpal castle at night cast a huge shadow in the moonlight. The bright starlight of the dome dotted the "ceiling" of the castle, which looked extremely dazzling in a dark world.

But Karan didn’t have the time to appreciate the scenery, and with the followers behind him broke into the village under the castle like no one, the two guards patrolling in the middle of the night didn’t even know. When something happened, the mercenary who appeared suddenly wiped his neck.

A quarter of an hour later, Karan took a few wizards and mercenary leaders to occupy the towers of the village and town, dragged the corpse away casually, and sat on a chair on the bloody floor under his feet.

"Now, let's start the planned 1st Step." After confirming that everyone was there, Karan took off his hood and started the arrangement: "Wimpal Castle is in front, although they don't have any How many people, but it’s a castle after all. As long as we close the door, we absolutely can’t get in."

"So we have to divide our troops and leave the overwhelming majority to create commotion in this village. The greater the movement, the better, let out a few ghouls-as long as you notice the movement, Peter will never sit back and watch, it is their responsibility!"

"I personally lead the rest and lie in ambush at the castle gate. Besides, as long as they dare to open the door, we will launch a raid, take down the castle, kill all the wizards in it, and destroy the church running dogs who have betrayed us!"

"But what if these cowards dare not come out Do?" Seeing Karan's confident look, someone still stood up and said this question.

"Can’t come out? He he he...then we don’t need to do it at all." Kalan squeezed out a smile on his sullen expression: "If they really don’t save themselves, they will People from the church came and arrested them-when the time comes, not only Peter, but the entire Wimpal wizard will be on the gallows!"

Next is the task arrangement. Unsurprisingly, several mercenary leaders, as well as the rogues recruited by Ancient Wood Town, hope to stay in the village and "make chaos" instead of following Karan to raid Wimpal Castle, no matter how much money is given. no.

Obviously, they chose the former wisely between arson and robbery and fighting with weird wizards-even more how good luck, the oil and water they grabbed would be more than the salary. .

The wandering wizards of the overwhelming majority all hope to follow Karan to "fight to the death" with the traitors of Wimpal. After regretfully rejecting the kindness of some people, Karanzhi selected a very few elite and a dozen mercenaries who were willing to follow him as the main force in the raid on the castle. The rest were responsible for creating chaos with magic and ghoul. , Forcing Academy to open the door.

Destroying Wimpal Academy was just to complete the task assigned to him by Lord Farnesis. Karan’s real goal is the vampire hidden in the Academy. It is not convenient for him to secretly act with too many people. It is easier to reveal your true purpose.

So in addition to a few cronies, you only need some ghosts who can break into the castle. Anyway, in that castle, apart from Peter, there is not a single person who can pose a threat to himself!

After everything was ready, Karan left the tower. Before going down the stairs, a silhouette in a cloak grabbed his right arm. The strength almost crushed his arm!

"Wait!" The voice under the cloak was extremely indifferent: "Don't think of sneaking away by yourself, I also want to go to the castle with you."

"You still do Don’t trust me, my lord.” Karan, who was holding back not to shout out, gritted his teeth: “It’s all for this, do I still have room to shrink?”

“I really don’t believe it. You, because you are cunning." Knight made no secret, and said directly: "And this is also the order of Lord Farnesis, ordering me to monitor your every move all the time, just in case."

"But now The situation has changed." Karan, who didn't even think about it, blurted out immediately, his eyes trembled for a moment before he thought about it to himself: "You need to know that those mercenaries have been left in the villages and towns. What will these guys do? Come, no one can say bad!"

"Think about it, when Farnesis comes, will he be happy to see a town that has been slaughtered and left in ruins? If the adults come a little bit A little later, it will definitely become a stain that he will never erase in his life, and it will be remembered by everyone!"

"Only you, a Knight like you, can restrain those mercenaries. They will not destroy the entire town, and then at the most critical moment, Farnesis turns into a symbol of justice, bringing the glory of the Holy Cross to people in dire straits—isn’t that better?!" p>

Knight was said to have stopped, before he could react, Karan quickly broke free of his right arm, and without looking back, he rushed towards the gate of the castle with his trusted confidant gate. The screaming mercenaries rushed into the village with their sharp blades in their hands, and they shouted in excitement everywhere.

Tonight, it will be a carnival night!