Chapter 374

When the three people squeezed out of the phantom, the rainstorm disappeared.

They appeared in a dilapidated bungalow full of dilapidated shelves and rings. Only the peeling oil painting on the wall and the scattered tarot cards in the corner can vaguely record the past story.

It used to be a circus place. Many years ago, Silby had sneaked out to see a circus, but was soon found by his female officer.

After the phantom appeared, the old wizard was stunned. He first felt all over his body. After a long time, he looked around. "This... This, where is this?"

"You don't care. You just need to know that you're safe. It's at least three days from Gorongosa. "

"Wuwuwuwu..."

knowing that she was safe, the woman who walked through the gate of hell and saw her husband die miserably began to cry. She sat down on the ground with her knees in her arms, crying very sad.

"Three days' journey?

The old man asked in horror.

"What kind of magic did you just use?"

Sylby: "the phantom moves to the place you want to go, as long as you can see it or have an impression in your mind."

The old man knelt down on the spot and prayed bitterly: "please teach us this magic, teach us, and we will never be afraid of the pursuit of the church."

"Don't worry. If you don't learn magic well, you have to separate body and head." Sylby looked at the distant manor and said, "why don't you tell me what's going on. Why does the church persecute you in this way? "

"Don't you know?" The old man asked in shock.

"I don't know. I'm traveling here from out of town."

Said Silby casually. He held out his hand, and a pile of firewood flew in front of him, forming a pile in front of him.

Then, Silby pointed to the woodpile, and the woodpile lit up, bringing a little warmth to the cold room.

"It turned out to be a stranger. No wonder the magic is so superb." The old man was shocked by Silby's hand. He asked carefully, "I heard that there are many wise wizard families across the channel. Are you one of them?"

His tone became polite and formal.

Sylby took a look at him and shook his head in silence: "No

The old man's shoulder relaxed at once. It seemed that he took a breath.

"What, do you have a problem with those, wizard families?"

Sylby is playing with his spirit of asking the bottom of everything.

"No, no, I'm not a country wizard."

The old man sat on the ground with a wry smile and sighed: "stranger, please leave here as soon as possible. As far as you go, you will never set foot on this land again. This land is cursed. You have to suck the wizard's blood and eat the wizard's flesh. "

"Don't talk about the mysterious. Tell me, why did the church pursue you?"

"Why?"

The old man asked: "who can remember that clearly."

He sat down and put his hand on the fire: "it's been many years since I was born, the relationship between the wizard and the Muggle is hostile, but at that time, it's basically to drive out the village, or burn down the house, not to die like this. After all, everyone is human. "

After a pause, the old man showed a look of fear: "but this situation completely changed 17 years ago. At that time, the current Pope of the church, Pope Gregory VII, ascended the throne, the old monster. He has always hated witches. It is said that he was born in a civilian family and his parents were killed by black witches. From then on, he vowed to be at odds with witches.

It doesn't matter whether it is true or not, but after he came to power, the persecution of witches by the church immediately rose to a deadly level. And, in the definition of Gregory VII. We are not human beings, but demons from hell, with blasphemous blood flowing on our bodies. "

"It's not true."

Silby immediately denied that he refused to acknowledge the church's claim.

They refuse to accept that they are the devil or the Redeemer.

"Everyone knows it's not true."

The old man said helplessly: "but what do those Muggles know? In addition to the top nobility, Muggles are educated and know more or less that this is not the case. But most of the common Muggles are what the church says. As long as they can go to heaven, they can do anything. "

At this time, the woman finally stopped choking, she with a strong nasal voice: "say a thousand things. It's just one who can do magic, one who can't. It's not the same by nature

"Yes, it's not the same by nature."

The old man followed the woman's words and said, "what can we do if it's different? Fight. If you lose, you'll be chased everywhere."

"Won't you resist?"

Sylby fiddled with the fire in front of him.

"Young man, it's not as easy as you say."

The old man sighed: "even if I have some magic, I can fight two adults, but the Crusaders are often hundreds of people out, where can we resist?""Why don't you form an organization to come from Baotou? It's very easy for you to be defeated one by one, one by one."

Silby asked the question that he was most concerned about.

From what he has seen and heard, the only organized wizard camp is Pandora City, which is still very loose. The witches live in different places, and have no long-term idea.

Moreover, the city owner of Pandora calls himself a king, but the area ruled by that king is really smaller. It doesn't reach far away.

In contrast, the realm of human beings is much larger. From Aragon to the outside of Aragon, Aquitaine, Burgundy, Lombardy, Lorraine, the Holy Roman Empire that includes them all, and further afield, Armenia, Sudan, and so on...

there are formed organizations, which can naturally mobilize greater forces. Silby didn't understand why there was such a loose relationship between witches and witches.

"Organization..." the old man said with a sad face: "who will build it, who dares to take the risk.

Most of the wizard families that have been handed down for hundreds of years hide in their paradise and ignore foreign affairs. They will not come out unless they are rewarded by disaster. "

"It's time to come out?"

Sylby was a little shocked. "You're all going to be killed by the church."

"Then you think too much," the old man said with a rare sneer: "our pure blood families don't care at all. They only care about the purity of blood and the transmission of Magic Secrets. They don't even intermarry with outsiders. It's common for them to make peace with siblings. Our ancestors are Muggles. In their eyes, they are mud species. The base species growing out of the mud are the possibility of polluting their pure, ancient and noble blood. They want us to die. "

The old man's words stirred sylby's heart.

He saw something different from Pandora.

I saw something different from the noble Gryffindor and the cold Slytherin.

That's the most tragic and ordinary side of a wizard.

He couldn't help thinking of Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor.

They become so powerful wizards when they are so young, if there is no large family behind them. Sylby didn't believe it.

But they are also the only two top wizards to go to Pandora. In the eyes of sylby, other witches are almost far from the top.

Who in Slytherin or Gryffindor would have thought of creating an organization for witches to thrive.

Slytherin doesn't want to. Sylby knows. Judging from his collection of books in the belly of the snake, he is probably only interested in Queen Pandora and the wealth behind her.

As a poisonous snake in the dark, he is also used to going alone. If he can't even accommodate a powerful servant, how can he rule.

As for Gryffindor, Silby thinks that Gryffindor may have the idea of setting up an organization, but there is something wrong with his way of doing things. In Silby's eyes, he is a charming soldier, but he is not really a successful ruler.

He's been out for so many years, and there's only one boat around him. The boat was also covered with gold for showing off, which was not the style of a real king.

After the old man and his daughter went to bed, Silby sat by the fire and thought about his life and future.

It's true that he wants to find the guy who appears in the dream and makes him look up. But when he found that even Gryffindor could not meet his requirements, his obsession was not so deep. In other words, he was deeply buried in the bottom of his heart.

Instead, there is a deep dissatisfaction, dissatisfaction with the status quo.

He was imprisoned by his father in the manor for more than ten years and in the tower for several years, all thanks to the church. And the church can do that because they know the rules.

The rule of human consciousness, the rule of the development of things.

Knowing the rules, even a child can fall an elephant.

This is doomed to be an unfair battle, the witches are too ignorant.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.

Since no one wants to form an organization, why don't I create one?

If I had an organization, sooner or later, I would find that mountain and climb it.

If I have an organization, I don't even have to find it myself. It's too inefficient.

If I had an organization... And he took a note out of his arms, it was the strongest spell he had ever created in Pandora's palace, and he didn't even know how to release it himself.

"If I have a master, I can even find the real master of the spell." Murmured Silby.

Gradually, a plan appeared in his mind.

At first, it was just a rudiment, but with the rapid leap of thinking, the rudiment grew rapidly and occupied his brain in a moment.He breathed heavily.

The next morning.

When the old man and his daughter woke up from the extinguished fire.

The grey haired boy who saved them yesterday has disappeared.

They stood up to look for the boy and wanted to call his name, only to find that they didn't even know his name.

All that experience, such as a dream, is fleeting.

In the end, they are in a very low mood and want to clean up and leave the shabby warehouse.

But at this time, they saw a row of deep notches beside the fire.

They were surprised and rushed up at the same time.

The mark on the ground shows a person's body, and some magic flow routes, as well as detailed explanation and explanation.

Next to the mark was a row of small words written on charcoal - "here is the magic of phantom shifting, and the trick. If you can, please pass it on to every wizard who needs it. "

They fell to the ground and wept with joy.

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Silby returned to Pandora's Library palace again. Although it took him less than one day to go back, his mind has changed dramatically.

Instead of focusing on the illusory dream, he focused on the present moment, focusing on his unfinished career.

It wasn't long before I got back to the library palace.

Accompanied by a group of bodyguards, Queen Beatrix of Pandora angrily pushed open the door of the library. All the bodyguards raised their swords to protect her.

"My cat is petrified."

Queen Pandora questions Silby in meditation.

Silby opened his eyes slowly and saw the angry face under the red veil.

"I did it."

He admitted straightforwardly: "to test new spells."

"My crow can no longer make a sound."

The tone of Queen Pandora's voice became more severe.

Sylby repeated, "I did it to test new spells."

"My black guards are all stuck on the walls and roofs and can't move."

Sylby said indifferently, as if he could only say: "I did it to test the new magic."

"Then my poor bodyguards, who are lost and have no memory, did you do it to test your ability?"

"Not bad."

Sylby nodded.

The queen looked very angry. She clenched her fist and said coldly, "did you enter my palace?"

"I didn't find your palace, though I really want to find you," said sylbi with an unchangeable smile and shaking his head

"Why are you looking for me?"

"Because I've done what you asked."

"Did you... Did you invent that spell?"

The Queen's anger subsided, some uncertain, but full of expectation.

"I did write a spell, more than any I've ever seen." Silby said, taking a note from his chest: "I'm sure this spell can gather the energy of all people and surpass all the existing witches."

"There is such a spell."

The queen said without hesitation, "let me see."

She went to Silby and held out her hand.

"No way."

Sylby drew back his hand.

"Why not?" The queen is not happy.

"Because it's so simple that everyone can use it."

Sylby said, "maybe you'll see it."

"Then you can show me."

"I'll show you, and you'll learn. So no way. " "Besides, it's a curse that I can't control myself," said Silby with a smile

"I'm afraid you're not lying to me. Even if you invent your own incantation, you can't use it." The queen narrowed her eyes suspiciously and pointed to the stack of books behind Silby. "How many of these books have you read?

"The time is too short, I only saw less than one tenth."

Silby perfunctory, he thinks that the answer can be close to the queen Pandora's heart expected.

"One tenth!"

Who would have expected that queen Pandora was shocked: "how can you see so much? Have you learned all the magic recorded in that book? "

"Not all of them."

"In fact, I have learned very little. Some ancient books are too obscure to understand. It's a pity that I can't understand the whole picture," said Silby in a dejected tone

The Queen's eyes were still full of doubt.

"Don't look at me like that, honey."

"What I've done to your bodyguard and your cat is my limit," he said mildly, using his closest title. Three months is too short. ""How dare you boast that you invented the strongest spell."

"Well, maybe it's a blessing. Maybe God wrote it by me." Silby looked at the note in his hand and said, "in fact, I didn't invent it at all. I just found it. You're right. There is a way to aggregate super magic energy."

The Queen's face softened when Silby said this, but soon her eyes became firm: "when are you going to give me that spell?"

"Not now."

Sylby shook his head with a smile. "Of course not now."

"Why, you seem so insecure."

"I'm sure," said Silby sarcastically, "how do I know you won't break your promise after you get the spell. Drive me out of the palace and enjoy the incantations and power. "

The queen said unhappily, "if I promise to marry you, I will keep my promise. For our wedding date, I even informed all the witches I could find to witness this moment. Do you think I would lie in front of so many people? "

"Ha ha ha, good."

"I'm always cautious and I like to deal with people who have a contractual spirit most," said Silby cheerfully. Let's see. If you are sure to marry me, then on the wedding day, I will give you this mantra as a gift and a token of affection. How about that? "

Love token... The queen grinned and said, "do you really have feelings?"

"After a long time, there must be."

Sylby shook the note in his hand. How about it? Would you like it or not.

"OK," the queen agreed and turned to leave:

"I'll see you tomorrow." He held the doorpost and said, "I hope you can keep your promise."

"It's natural."

Sylby lowered his head and continued to meditate.