Chapter 68

Thirty years ago, the wizard named Peter got the vimpar castle from the Duke and the qualification to open the only wizard College of the whole Duke. From that day on, vimpal almost became synonymous with the whole Duke leading wizard.

Any wizard who comes to this land either chooses to join vimpal and become a member here, and exchanges the freedom to study magic with voluntary dedication and teaching apprentices; Or you have to hide your name, hide in the crowd without being found, and live a low-key life.

Some wizards chose the first one and left the land after they couldn't stand the endless heavy work; More wizards chose the second, living a low-key life, relying on the sale of herbs and simple potions to make a living. Very few can also act as tutors in some rich families with knowledge and extensive knowledge.

However, some people choose the third way... Most of them are not from orthodox colleges. They just happen to be exposed to these mysterious knowledge, and think that as long as they can learn, they can stand out and get rid of the difficult life and other people's eyes.

But the reality is always cruel and ruthless - the identity of wizards can only make them fear and disgust, not respect. Coupled with the exclusion of ordinary people 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 right and regarded vimpal, who flattered the church and nobles, as a traitor to wizards.

These people don't care if they will die, as long as they die meaningfully. It's not so much a heroic sacrifice as a complete despair.

Karan can understand these people very well - who, after hard getting the chance to turn over, has worked hard for more than ten years and decades. In the end, he is still despised by others. He is embarrassed and doesn't even have any dependence. He will despair.

It's not me that's wrong, it's the world; It's not that I don't work hard, but because it's unfair... Nothing more than that.

All he has to do is give these hopeless people a little chance of success, give them a goal that looks like they can really succeed, and they will swarm like fire fighting moths. These wandering wizards are not normal people for a long time, because normal people will not risk their lives if they are not forced to a dead corner.

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

Karan, who has lived half his life, has long seen through that knowledge and strength are worthless in front of real power and gold - he can strangle the fascist and the knight around him with his fingers, but dare he?!

The Duke who rules this land is only an old knight, but who dares to touch him? Those young knights who are much better than him have to kneel before him and pray for a post?!

Everything in the world is false. Only power and money are true, and they can hold it in their hands again!

At this moment, vimpar castle at night casts a huge shadow under the moonlight. The bright stars on the dome decorate the "ceiling" of the castle, which looks incomparably dazzling in a dark world.

But Karan didn't have time to enjoy these scenery. He broke into the villages and towns under the castle with his followers behind him. Two guards patrolling in the middle of the night didn't even know what had happened, so they were wiped by the sudden mercenaries.

A quarter of an hour later, Karan took several wizards and mercenary leaders to occupy the tower of the village, dragged the body away as if nothing had happened, and sat on the chair on the bloody floor under his feet.

"Now, let's start the first step of the plan." after confirming that everyone is here, Karan, who took off his hood, began to decorate: "vimpal castle is in front. Although they don't have many people at all, it's a castle after all. We can't get in as long as the door is closed."

"So we must divide our troops into two ways, leaving the vast majority of people to make a commotion in this village and town. The bigger the commotion, the better. Release a few ghouls - as long as we find the commotion, Peter will never sit idly by. It's their responsibility!"

"The rest are led by me and lie in ambush outside the castle gate. As long as they dare to open the door, we will launch a raid, seize the castle, kill all the Wizards inside and destroy these church running dogs who have betrayed us!"

"But what if these cowards don't dare to come out?" seeing Karan's confident appearance, someone stood up and said the question.

"Don't come out? Ha ha... Then we don't need to do it at all." Karan squeezed out a smile in his cruel expression: "if they really don't save their lives, naturally people from the church will catch them - not only Peter, but also the whole wimppal wizard will be hanged!"

Next is the task arrangement. Unexpectedly, several mercenary leaders and the hooligans recruited from Gumu town all hope to stay in the villages and towns to "create chaos" rather than follow Karan to raid vimpal castle, even if they give more money.

Obviously, they chose the former wisely between arson and robbery and fighting with eccentric wizards - not to mention that if they were lucky, they would get more oil and water than salary.

The vast majority of wandering wizards want to "fight to the death" with Kalan and the traitors of vimpar. After regretfully rejecting the kindness of some people, kalanzhi chose a few elite and a dozen mercenaries willing to follow him as the main force of the raid on the castle, while the rest were responsible for creating chaos with magic and ghouls and forcing the college to open the door.

The destruction of vimpal college is only to complete the task assigned to him by the fascist adult. Karan's real goal is to hide the vampires in the college. It is not convenient for him to sneak with too many people, and it is easier to expose his real purpose.

Therefore, in addition to a small number of confidants, we only need some ghosts who can replace the dead when they break into the castle. Anyway, there was no one in that castle who threatened himself except Peter!

When everything was ready, Karan left the tower and was grabbed by a figure in a cloak before he went down the stairs. That strength almost crushed his arm!

"Wait!" the voice under the cloak was incomparably indifferent: "don't think of sneaking away alone. I'll go to the castle with you, too."

"You still don't trust me, my Lord." Karan bared his teeth, trying not to shout out: "for this reason, do I still have room to shrink back?"

"I really don't believe you, because you are cunning." the knight said directly without concealment: "and this is also the order of Lord Francis, who ordered 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, immediately blurted out, his eyes trembled for a moment before he thought out his words: "you know what these mercenaries will do in the village and town. No one can tell!"

"Think about it. Will he be happy to see a town that has been slaughtered and left with only ruins when Francis comes? If adults come a little late, it will certainly become a stain that he can't wipe out all his life and be remembered by everyone!"

"Only you, a knight like you, can restrain those mercenaries so that they will not destroy the whole town. Then, at the most critical moment, fascism turns into a symbol of justice and brings the glory of the Holy Cross to the people in dire straits - isn't that better?"

The knight was stopped. Before he could react, Karan quickly broke free of his right arm and ran towards the gate of the castle with his confidant without looking back. The screaming mercenaries waved their sharp blades and rushed into the villages and towns. There were their excited shouts everywhere.

Tonight, it will be a carnival night!