Chapter 399

In 950, at dawn, the fire burned every inch of Constantinople. In the fifth year after the beginning of the war, Silby launched the wizard of the whole continent and launched the final siege of the church.

His followers were extremely excited. It was the last territory of the church, which contained a lot of wealth accumulated by the church for hundreds of years, and countless believers, among whom there were many beauties.

At the moment when the desire is about to be satisfied, groups of witches hold their own weapons and rush to the wall. The ancient wall collapses quickly under the magic. Countless burning church soldiers fell to the ground from the high wall. Muggle civilians in the eyes of the Red Wizard, wailing.

In sharp contrast to the frenzy on the main battlefield, the battlefield in the rear is deserted.

Ravenclaw was alone with his wand, looking for something in the back of the battlefield. Looking for a long time, but also did not find their king, the guy from the beginning of the fight, to hide.

She had to go to a more remote place, so remote that she could not hear the fanatical, impetuous, crazy voice of the main battlefield.

Finally, she found Silby, the location of the old city wall. The commander-in-chief, Silby, was sitting alone on the high wall, wearing a five fingered crown and a red cloak. Looking at the burning fire in the distance, I didn't move, as if waiting for a miracle.

Ravenclaw put away his wand and came to Silby: "don't you go in and take care of it? I'm afraid that no one will restrain them. They will burn, kill and plunder in the city and destroy everything. "

As soon as the words fell, there was a roar on the wall in the distance. A huge tree man stood up. It was olead. He laughed happily and broke a big hole in the wall with his roots. There was a lot of screaming.

In the light of the fire, sylby's face looked very cold. He asked Ravenclaw, "according to your experience and understanding, what kind of Empire will we become?"

"The first wizard empire of all time." "It's something no one has ever done," Ravenclaw said

She clasped sylby's shoulder and praised, "everyone will remember your name, and you will be Caesar among the witches."

"Caesar," said Silby with a self mocking smile, "who will govern such a huge empire for me?"

Ravenclaw thought for a moment and said, "you are the king. You can arrange what you want later. If you want, you can divide the territory into different top wizards and let them manage the Empire for you. That's what Muggles do. "

"When I die, will they make a mess of it?" Sylby glanced at Ravenclaw.

Ravenclaw's body trembled slightly and looked at him inconceivably: "how can..."

Silby looked at the burning fire: "my father Ramiro I, the legendary monarch of the Muggle kingdom of Navara, was the illegitimate son of Sancho III. When Sancho was alive, the kingdom was full of singing and dancing life. But two hours after his death, my father was in the Aragon area, making himself king, and fighting with his brothers."

"We have been together for five years. Do you think we will betray you?" Ravenclaw asked incredulously.

"Emotions are always perishable, and I don't believe in any verbal allegiance." The fire was shining in sylby's eyes, but his eyes were dimmer.

Ravenclaw: why don't you trust us

Sylby shook his head. "I have a little idea, Ronnie. Do you know what I want to do?"

"What do you want to do?" Ravenclaw is curious.

"Silver replied:" Muggles are also full of intelligent people who can be used as aides and consuls. I want to establish perfect information institutions, intelligence institutions and educational institutions, so that we can implant the concept of advocating witches into the hearts of those Muggles, so that they will serve witches from generation to generation. "

"You want Muggles to be our consuls?"

As soon as Ravenclaw's face changed, he immediately became alert.

Sylby: "don't worry, they can't resist without a special opportunity. It's done. Without the help of the church, our strength is much stronger than theirs. "

"No, I can't!"

Ravenclaw's reaction was extremely fierce. She said excitedly: "we just got rid of one church, and we can't immediately step into the control of another church. Muggles and witches can't coexist peacefully. I won't agree with you, Slytherin won't agree with you, Gryffindor won't agree with you, not even Hufflepuff

There was a dull look on sylby's face.

"If so, withdraw." He said faintly.

"What?" Ravenclaw did not respond: "what do you... Say?"

"I said, withdraw. There's no need to go on. " Sylby patted his ass and stood up. "The goal is done."

Ravenclaw followed Silby in disbelief: "we haven't completely taken Constantinople. Pope Gregory is not dead. We need a landmark event to declare the end of the war. All witches need a landmark event to declare the end of the war. It's against the wishes of all witches to do so! "Silby's expression was as cold as iron: "it makes no difference whether you kill the pope or not. It's just venting."

"Your majesty!"

"That's enough," said Silby, grimly. "You can help me, but I don't need you to help me make decisions. Now, let Slytherin and Gryffindor gather up and withdraw immediately."

Ravenclaw looks at sylby with incomprehensible eyes, as if she is looking at a stranger again, but out of respect, she still chooses to carry out sylby's order.

The execution of the order is not smooth. It is extremely difficult for Dad to bring back a pot full of witches from the front line of the battlefield. It is as difficult as a lion dragging meat out of his mouth when he enjoys food.

This day has been a great hindrance to the orders that used to come naturally. No one understood what coach sylby thought in his heart. It was very hard for everyone to fall short of success at the moment before the decisive victory.

When Ravenclaw came back with Gryffindor and Slytherin, Gryffindor angrily threw the goblin's sword to the ground and yelled angrily: "what's the matter!? Why withdraw? You let him go once five years ago. Why do you let him go now? "

Slytherin calmly suggested: "letting the tiger go back to the mountain is one of the taboos. The Pope is not dead. With the huge number of Muggles, a new church will soon form and continue to persecute witches. We have come to this stage with difficulty. We really can't give up. "

I don't want to say much, but I also agree with Slytherin that since you want to ensure the survival of the wizard, there are some dirty things we have to do.

"Be quiet."

Sylby put up a finger.

After the noise, the crowd quieted down.

The torrent of running has been flowing on a wide river bed, but suddenly encountered an indestructible rock. I had to turn around.

The prestige accumulated in five years made the four and other witches shut their mouths. They realized that the man in front of them was not only their king, but also a powerful wizard. Although he made a decision that was almost inconceivable, he was still the commander in chief.

But the king didn't seem to last long. Silby took the crown off his head and calmly put it on the table:

"the church has been driven out of the mainland by us, and won't come back for a long time at least. I have done what I promised you. From today on, I am no longer your manager. And no longer your king. "

Ravenclaw could hardly imagine that this guy would make such an incredible decision in public.

After a few seconds of silence.

There was an uproar.

No one thought he was telling the truth. Everyone thought Silby was joking. Some even laughed with him. But gradually, they saw something was wrong.

Because sylby's face is flat, this guy's not kidding. It's serious. The joke gradually turned into panic, and the witches came forward one after another to ask why. But what happened next made them almost faint.

Instead of answering at all, Silby took out a map of Europe and threw it in front of the debating wizard, saying only a few words, "divide them up."

With that, he left the barracks without caring about the wizard behind him.

At this moment, any argument stops abruptly, and the church and the Pope are completely forgotten by them. Almost everyone looks at the map with greed and calculation in their eyes.

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five years later.

Autumn, deep in the mountains, Pandora.

In the dense forest, there are lots of dead leaves. A unicorn walks slowly through the ground full of fallen leaves. On the unicorn, a woman in a blue robe sits on her knees. She has one leg on the back of the unicorn, one leg hanging freely, and a bell tied to her leg. Walk and sway.

Ravenclaw reappeared, this time riding a unicorn around the dark woods to the deserted city.

Once Pandora was full of people, but after those illusions were exposed, it was already empty. The wild plants occupied most of the city in less than five years.

However, the deer or hare dancing from time to time in the woods gave some life to this desolate place.

Along the forest path, she came to a seaside tower.

Under the tower, there is a simple farm, in which there is a cow chewing grass, a few guinea fowls pecking on the ground, and a border of cabbage. There is nothing else.

She turned over and stepped down from the unicorn, creaking open the hidden wooden door on the tower, and some tiny dust fell from the air. It landed on piles of books below. There are a lot of parchment scattered on the ground, and some fish bones and egg shells.

"Sylby." Cried Ravenclaw, knocking at the door. "Are you here?"For a moment, no one answered. She bent down and flipped the parchment on the ground. On the parchment, there were dense theories written in ink.

"Heart flow curse? What's this... "

she turned over a few pages of parchment to herself, only to find that she couldn't understand what Silby wrote. However, there was a strange attraction in the content, which attracted her to continue to read.

"Hi, Ronnie."

As she was reading the parchment, she was called by someone behind her.

Imperceptibly, Ravenclaw quickly put down the parchment and turned around. A middle-aged sardine man came out of

's door. He had a face, a thin, heavy cloth, a sackcloth, a iron bucket in his hand, and a few sardines in the other hand. The fish must have just caught up and was still alive and kicking.

"You..."

Ravenclaw looked at a picture of sylby dressed as an ordinary fisherman and recognized him for a while.

Since she first met Silby, he has been a very handsome young man, in a high position, well-dressed.

It's hard to imagine that after a few years' absence, he became a farmer and fisherman in the field. He made a living by farming and fishing and looked very sloppy. Ravenclaw hardly knew each other.

"Long time no see. What are you doing here?" Sylby reminded her.

Ravenclaw responded, "I, I miss you very much. I want to have a look." After a pause, she said, "it's really hard to find you here."

"It's not that you can't defeat the great diviner." Silby put the fish on the wall, neither warm nor cold, as if they had not seen each other for five years, but for five minutes.

"Come on, I found it by the footprints." Ravenclaw returned to normal and joked: "it's a mess outside. You can live in seclusion here when you get there."

"Leisure, not much leisure." "

with a shrug, Silby brought a cow out of the door, then squatted down and began milking in the tin bucket. Three meals a day is enough for me to worry about

When milking, he was very attentive, very serious when pulling and twisting. His cow even snorted comfortably.

Looking at the middle-aged man milking on the ground, Ravenclaw was a little sad. No one in the world was more strange than this guy. He put aside the king's fault and went to live in seclusion in such a deep mountain forest. He actually enjoyed it.

After milking, Silby took the bucket and pulled out two wooden cups from the cupboard. Then he poured two cups, one for himself and one for Ravenclaw.

He was quite comfortable to drink all the milk he had just squeezed, and his mouth was still smacking, and the white liquid was dripping on his thick gills.

"Try it." He proposed.

Ravenclaw couldn't refuse, so he took a sip. There was a faint smell of Alfalfa in his mouth, which was quite delicious.

"Come on, I haven't seen you for five years. What do you want to do with me?"

Asked Silby, putting down the milk glass.

"I said, I miss you."

Ravenclaw gave sylby a white look. "Can't you come if you have nothing to do?"

Silby remained unmoved, just staring at Ravenclaw, waiting for other answers. After watching for a while, Ravenclaw was a little nervous. She put down her wooden cup and said, "I don't mean to disturb your seclusion, Silby. But the outside world is in a mess. Several wizard principalities have been attacked year after year, and the number of witches has declined. If this continues, we will be crushed by the church. "

Sylby shrugged indifferently: "what does the wizard civil war have to do with me? At the beginning, I just said to expel the church and give the wizard a living environment. I did it."

"Is that what you want to see now?"

Asked Ravenclaw.

The corners of sylby's mouth rose slightly, but his smile was invisible in his beard.

"As the population declines, you can encourage the wizard and Muggle to intermarry, and then reproduce as many generations as possible. In this way, the proportion of witches in the offspring will always increase. As the generation goes on, the relationship between the wizard and the Muggle will be relaxed. After all, they have common offspring," he said

Ravenclaw shook his head. "They won't agree, Silby. You know, witches always pursue noble and pure blood. No one will marry Muggles except those who have no choice."

"There's no way."

Sylby said calmly, not surprised. He bent down to pick up the parchment scattered on the ground. "If you don't want to compromise with Muggles and your own people, you have to fight with them to the end. Since you fight, there will be death. Good luck, Ronnie."

She said, "I know you are in conflict with our ideas, but in fact, we have improved a lot. Politically, we have formed two alliances, France and the far north, and even set up their own magic schools to teach young wizard magic. It's just a matter of five years. There's more we can do"Since you are developing well, why come to me?"

"There are magic schools everywhere, and the three of them and I want to create one in England to teach young witches."

After a pause: "Ravenclaw said:" but the four of us have been arguing about who will be the headmaster for a long time. In the end, we all think of you. No one is more suitable to be the headmaster of our school of magic than you. "

Sylby couldn't help laughing. "You haven't given up on me since my last time."

"I miss you so much, sylby, and so do the other three. We all miss you so much."

Sylby shook his head. "Don't be polite. I'm curious. Is it because of war that you train young wizards?"

"Yes, we need more power, including yours."

Ravenclaw said, "I admit that we asked you to go back out of selfishness, but I don't think you want to rot in this mountain forest with cows when you are the most prosperous."

"I'm a Muggle. I don't care if my descendants go to school."

"You can discuss this with Slytherin, and I think he will compromise with you."

Sylby sat down, his fingers tapping on the table, lost in thought. Ravenclaw did not disturb him, waiting for his reply.

Finally, Silby thought over, looked up and said, "I can agree to your request to be the president, but I also have a request."

"What requirements."

"You have to help me collect all the magic bans that exist in the world, and I want to build the largest library in the world," Silby said