Chapter 63

When the tall and thin man in black robe and magic wand walked into the barn, it seemed that even the originally warm room had dropped several degrees.

The dilapidated barn was crowded with people, but these people were not the original tramps and scoundrels. Around the central campfire were a group of guys in the same cloak; Not far from the back, there were strong men dressed as mercenaries and fully armed.

Looking at the mixed eyes of fear and excitement under the double hoods, Karan slowly raised his wand and whispered a few words. The originally cold braziers in the barn lit up in an instant!

This hand immediately startled everyone and looked at the tall and thin man's expression more and more in awe. Karan, who achieved the effect, showed a proud smile, but was soon replaced by a serious expression, and his low voice echoed in the muddy air.

"Sir... No, brothers, brothers who are witches, you may wonder why I want to find everyone today - very simple, because the time has come!

Look at our sad era! Greedy and pedantic churches control power, nobles regard us as running dogs at will, and fools regard us as terrible beasts. The whole era is trampling on our dignity, the dignity of those of us who hold the truth!

Gentlemen, I'm not a maniac. I'm just an ordinary person who believes in the Holy Cross. I just choose to be a wizard to serve the Great Holy Cross and this country. But how do they repay us? You either have to be a obedient running dog or hide!

Aren't wizards born free? When we practice in the cold tower and the rich enjoy the sunshine, we have to study the obscure books and touch the terrible void, but what we get is countless white eyes and life-long oppression. Is this the principle of heaven?!

No, it's not fair, it's absolutely not fair!

In order to pursue freedom and truth, we must hide and hide our identity. Among the fools who despise and fear us, the slightest exposure will be arrested as blasphemers. Some of you must know Draco, the poor alchemist, who died as a priest.

The people in the church said that he died for the Holy Cross, but in fact, he was killed because he was found! Even no one else did it, it was our "companions" at vimpal college!

They have abandoned their personality and willingly become the running dogs of the church and nobles, as if they can get some respect from the Lord as long as they work hard enough!

And we can't bear it any longer. Only this time, we must revenge - the target is not others, or betrayed our vimpal college, so that they can understand what they did wrong!

Brothers, are you going to live a life of humiliation and self deception, or a brilliant sacrifice?! let those noble lords and adults of the church see if we will always be obedient as their slaves!

Even the oppressed farmers can raise a rake and hoe to revolt. Why can't we use our own actions to make them feel the anger of us?!

Cowards who want to leave, please leave from me now; warriors who want revenge, please be equipped with sacrifice - because we are moths jumping on the flame, and we will bloom the only light of wisdom in this dark era! "

Thunderous applause broke out in the silent barn, although only a dozen wandering wizards were excited, holding their wands and swords around their waist, cheering for the arrival of this moment.

They have been waiting too long and hiding too long. They really need a leader who can lead them to die calmly, so that the whole Duke can lead all wizards to get the real right to live freely.

While everyone was cheering, Karan waved his hand slightly and left the bonfire in the middle of the barn in the name of continuing to arrange relevant matters. He also didn't forget to shake hands with every wandering wizard concerned to give encouragement and let them get rid of the last little doubt in their hearts.

As for the mercenaries, they don't need it. They just need to make sure that the wizard master can pay enough - it doesn't matter what they want to do. As long as they give enough money, they don't care about anything that will lose their head.

Quietly left the barn gate. After confirming that there was no one behind, the tall and thin man walked in towards a dilapidated restaurant on the side of the road and sat in front of the man who had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Please tell Lord farnesis that everything is ready." Karan, who lowered his voice, said respectfully: "in addition to the original mercenaries and wandering wizards, I have recruited dozens of other people. I can definitely win vimpar at one stroke and relieve adults' worries!"

He didn't dare not be respectful. The guy sitting in front of him was the latest Knight around fascism - on the other hand, of course, if the barn people found out he was talking and laughing with him, it would be a big trouble.

"Your Excellency is still waiting for the time," said the knight with a frown. If he can, he doesn't want to come to such a dirty place and talk to such a blasphemous guy. It's just that there's no way. The "career" of Lord Francis needs this kind of person: "let your people wait quietly. When the time comes, he will tell you."

"But they can't wait!" Karan explained anxiously, "the mercenaries are OK, but those wandering wizards are crazy. If they wait any longer, they will start to doubt me - what if vimpar's people find out?!"

"I remember you vowed that you would never be found by vimpal."

"It's just that no one is a prophet who can know everything in a smooth situation!" Karan replied humbly with resentment and anger in his heart: "in any case, please be sure to tell Lord Francis that there will be an accident if you wait any longer!"

The knight hesitated for a moment. To be fair, he also understood that the man named Karan was right, but every time he saw him, he felt that this man had bad intentions and wanted to use Lord Francis to achieve his ulterior purpose.

However, the knight still remembered the words of Francis. As long as his interests were still tightly held in the palm of his hand, he would never dare to make any betrayal. Therefore, this guy should still be loyal at present.

"... well, I'll tell Lord Francis." the hesitant Knight agreed, but also warned the other party: "but if you do anything wrong, I'll cut off your head myself without your adult's order!"

"It's all at your command." Karan smiled humbly and bowed humbly to the knight. The other party stood up arrogantly and left without greeting.

Self righteous bastard, when this thing is over, you will die!

The ferocious face of the gnashing thin man was even twisted - he couldn't do anything about this guy now. He had to be patient and wait until the matter was over.

At that time, fascists will certainly be able to see their own value. How can such a knight who only knows foolishness and loyalty be more useful than himself? I think that even if there are some "accidents" accidentally, the adult will forgive himself.

As for the guy named Loren Turin... Karan still remembers the shame he brought to himself - it was because the bottle of extremely unstable igniter burned his hands that he had to leave Gumu town that night, which made the whole situation dangerous and his status in the eyes of fascists dropped rapidly!

Never let him go, never! Karan's eyes were grim. His fingers seemed to be still aching. He had fled incognito for so many years. He had suffered a lot of losses, but it was really the first time he was planted in the hands of a wizard apprentice!

I'll kill you myself, reptile!