Chapter 69

Although Karan did not intend to destroy the whole town of vimpal from the beginning, after all, if things get big, it will not end well in the end. If he is accidentally involved, he has reason to believe that the fascist will never guarantee for himself.

But Karan knew better that those people were beyond his control - in order to ensure the success of the raid on the castle, he took away most of his confidants and more capable men.

The ones responsible for causing the commotion are led by the thugs in Gumu Town, mixed with mercenaries who want to make a profit and wandering wizards who are full of revenge on the world.

When the first scoundrel knocked open the door of a residential house, waved a torch and a sharp blade in the scream and beg for mercy, and walked out triumphantly dragging the blood stained woman and property, the whole situation was out of control

The only guards in the town were killed by the mob's raid before they knew what had happened. The streets full of fire were full of rioters and mercenaries' Carnival roars. They rushed into any house excitedly and robbed everything they wanted with their torches and weapons.

The sleeping villagers didn't even know what had happened. They died in their sleep in poisonous hands and flames. Any guy can take rich booty, and the whole town has become their playground.

As for those wandering wizards with hatred eyes, they madly attracted the wild ghouls, wandering in the streets like ghosts, wantonly shooting any ordinary people who dare to block them with magic wands, enjoying the pleasure of revenge.

Although those rough spells can't shoot through the knight's armor at all, they are still good for ordinary people. They don't want any wealth at all. They just want to hear the screams of those who despised them before they die

Killing, looting, arson, scream... The town in panic is turning into a sea of fire from street to street!

In front of butcher knives and monsters, there was not even a villager who could stand up and resist. Only one figure after another knelt down to beg for mercy and fled around in fear, and was pressed to the ground in a ferocious laugh.

The knight sent by farnesis to spy on Karan was completely stunned. Only a few dozen thugs turned a small village into a hell in the Holy Cross!

Standing in the street, he was surrounded by burning houses and fallen bones. In the distance, women and children could be heard crying, but he didn't even know what to do with his sword handle. It is impossible to stop those thugs and wandering wizards.

What are you doing? Is this really for the Holy Cross?

If the cooperation with Karan, a blasphemous wandering wizard, had only confused the knight, he was completely confused now.

Is this what Lord Francis calls purification? Or do you understand it wrong that everything is the conspiracy of the wandering wizard named Karan?

Yes, it must be. It must be his conspiracy. He planned everything! The knight struggling on the edge of madness quickly found a reason for himself. Slowly, his firm right hand gripped the handle of the sword and pulled out a sharp long sword.

Since this is his plot, I must stop him and kill him!

"The villages and towns are over."

Dalton kand, who came down from the tower, conveyed the outside situation to Peter and several wizards who were still waiting anxiously in the shortest and most powerful words.

"What's going on, and why do these people attack villages and towns?" a wizard in black looked at Dalton and Peter in confusion. "I thought the target of those wandering wizards was us."

"Indeed, this is the trap they set up to lure us out of the castle." Dalton's voice was not emotional: "without the protection of the wall, we are definitely not the opponents of the thugs."

"What should I do? Watch the villages and towns. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid there won't even be a living person!"

"If someone wants to go out and die, I will never object." Dalton looked coldly at the opening Wizard: "but remember, the safety of the college comes first, and there are dozens of young apprentices in the castle who are unarmed!"

"I know how dangerous it is, but it's as dangerous to watch the villages and towns end!" the wizard also argued: "the church will not let us go after it knows!"

"It's only possible, and we can resist." Dalton still didn't let go. "But now if you go out, you'll step into the enemy's trap and die."

"You..." the wizard just wanted to continue to refute. Another figure with a sword on his back walked past him, shrugged his shoulders and stopped in front of Dalton.

"Let me go, mentor." Loren smiled indifferently and looked at the black wizard. "Anyway, I'm not an apprentice at vimpal college. You won't worry about my life or death. You can also ease such an embarrassing atmosphere - you see, you can give me two at once!"

Dalton was not amused by him, and the atmosphere was even more embarrassing.

"You are the apprentice of the college, Loren." Peter's voice came from behind. The old man's wrinkled palm pressed Loren's shoulder: "and I won't let the apprentice sacrifice for me."

"Dalton, please follow me. We'll help the guards in the village." he pushed the lens on the bridge of his nose. Peter's flat tone was no different from that in the past: "the rest, please stay in the castle with the old apprentices and protect our school."

Several wizards looked at each other, finally nodded slightly and accepted Peter's arrangement. After all, this is still the dean of vimpal college. Even in his old age, he is one of the few excellent wizards in the whole Duke.

Only Dalton obviously couldn't accept such an arrangement. Before Peter left, he grabbed his sleeve: "you really can't see that this is the other party's trap?!"

"Of course I know, Dalton." Peter sighed. "Your biggest problem is that you are difficult to trust others. This is a good opportunity. Why can't you try to trust other wizards and your apprentices?"

"He's not my apprentice!" the black wizard raised his eyebrows and strongly refused.

"But he is! You taught him yourself and gave him the 'caster' - according to the rules of witches since ancient times, giving a magic wand is the teacher's recognition of an apprentice. He is already a qualified wizard!" Peter shook his head regretfully: "one day, you will regret what you said today."

"Never!"

"I've had enough of your stubbornness." the old man sighed and waved to Lauren who was still standing aside. Loren, with his mouth slightly cocked up, hurried forward, looking at a loss.

"Listen, Loren Turin, I don't see you as an apprentice, but as a wizard, asking you to protect vimpal college." the old man's tone was full of unquestionable power: "stay in the main castle. Once the wall is broken, you will be the last line of defense. If there are too many enemies..."

Speaking of this, the old man's tone was trembling. He even looked around in panic and lowered his voice: "then you will escape with Isaac and Ayn. There is a path behind the main castle to the top of the mountain. You can escape as far as you can. Leave here forever!"

Escape? It was the first time Loren had seen such a gloomy look in the old man's eyes, which was really inconsistent with the image in his memory. So I had to ask tentatively, "but those people don't want to..."

"If they really want it, give it to them! If Mr. callan really has the ability." Peter shook his head. "Those who are swallowed up by ambition will never know what they are facing."

Lauren nodded almost subconsciously, and the old man who straightened his back relaxed and whispered to himself, as if to Lauren and Dalton:

"Vimpal college is my lifelong dream. But since it's a dream, there will be a day to wake up. There's nothing terrible!"