On the way back to Rooktown, Snow lay on a flatbed truck, digesting the memories that came out of his mind. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wizards, the opposite of the Church Mages. It uses the dark magic given by the devil, the only force that has threatened the rule of the Church for thousands of years, but it has only done so.

Since the emergence of the group of shamans, the church has begun to hype up the evils of these demonic minions, and united the three kingdoms to hunt them down and kill them. Before the wizards could unite together, they were broken off by the Church. All day long, he can only hide his name, and hide everywhere like a rat crossing the street.

Snow used to be terrified of the memory of wizards. Although he had not seen the dark magic and crimes of wizards with his own eyes, he had many descriptions of wizards killing innocents, destroying castles, and so on.

But this was only before, and Snow now has a thorough understanding of wizards and mages. It is just the life experience of some people with a little more active mind, who make up for the sake of profit, in the name of God, gods or the devil, with some simple chemical tricks and random nonsense, to oppress and exploit ignorant civilians.

And the reason why the church is revered by the world, and the wizard is hated by the world, is just a theorem of success and failure. In any matter, the means of propaganda are crucial. And this is especially effective in uncivilized civilizations. For unknown events, such as natural disasters and rare weather, people will actively associate them with the gods without the need for church propaganda.

"Lord Mayor, though I don't like Lord Aker either. But I have to say that the capture of the wizard he mentioned just now is indeed a good way to keep us alive. The man who spoke to Snow was a man in his thirties, unusually tall and strong, especially conspicuous among the yellow-skinned people.

This man was not a miner, but the chief of the guard of Rook Town, named Abra. Kate. Strong and strong, with ten strong-blooded hunters under his command. Because the town of Rook is so close to the endless mountain forest, there will be an occasional lone beast attacking. The job of the guards is to patrol day and night to keep the residents safe, and they are also the mayor's bodyguards.

"Do you really believe in wizards?" Snow asked, turning his head.

Abra was slightly stunned, sped up two steps to catch up with the flatbed, and nodded back: "Of course I believe, I have had the privilege of going to church and worship, and on one wall, there are paintings of the evil magic of wizards and their crimes. ”

Looking at Abra's affirmative appearance, Snow couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the church's negative propaganda against wizards has obviously been ingrained in people's hearts.

The reason why Abra proposed to Snow to capture the wizard was not out of nowhere. A month ago, the Inquisition Army of the Church and the troops of the Border City Fortress arrived in the town of Ruk and conducted an all-round search of the town. It is said that a wounded wizard escaped from the fortress and headed north. They found nothing in the town, and searched until the outskirts of the endless mountain forest.

The kingdom's statutes clearly stipulate that anyone who discovers and reports the wizard's whereabouts will be rewarded with ten gold coins. Anyone who assists in the capture of a wizard will be rewarded with a hundred gold coins.

This kind of reward is huge, you know, one gold coin is enough to buy a family of three and a year's rations. If Snow had captured the wizard, the reward of a hundred gold coins would indeed have allowed them to stay in the fortress for two months, or even longer.

"Abra, you are so naïve. Aker brought up this well-known thing only to mock us. Snow pulled out a straw and hung it in his mouth, looked at the gloomy sky, and said, "Even if there is such a thing as a wizard, with the inquisition army and the army of the fortress have not been able to find her, where can we find her?" You've heard the church say about the power of dark magic, and if you really encounter her hostility, it's easier to fight with wild beasts. ”

"But Aker just said that the wizard is seriously wounded." Abra added.

Snow turned his head to look at him and asked, "Do you need to send the Inquisitor to hunt down a wizard who is so badly wounded that even miners like us can't deal with it?" ”

Abra shrank his head and nodded, the devil's minions were indeed not something ordinary people like them could fight against.

Seeing that Abra had dismissed the idea of hunting down the wizard, Snow quietly breathed a sigh of relief. In his mind, wizards don't know much black magic. It's just a fugitive who is more pitiful than the exiles. If they happened to catch the wizard, Snow wouldn't have been able to do the kind of thing that would trade innocent lives for his own stealth.

Lying back on the carriage, Snow chewed on the cold wheat cake that Randolph handed him and began to think about his next steps.

Having lived in Luke Town for several years, he didn't know much about the outside world. But when it comes to Rook Town and its surroundings, Snow couldn't be clearer. With a movement of his mind and a close of his eyes, a topographical map of the town of Rook and its surroundings was automatically drawn in the darkness in front of him.

The rectangular town was not very large, and the surrounding wall was only five feet high and three feet wide. There is a six-foot-wide trap outside the wall, which can only deal with small beasts that move alone. If it is a large beast, with its jumping power, it is fully capable of jumping over traps and walls. Fortunately, this large beast is also a very capable hunter in the mountains and forests, so it does not have to worry about food, so it rarely comes to the town.

To the north of Luke Town is the Endless Mountain Forest, and to the east is the Lianxi River, and along the river to the north, you will enter the Endless Mountain Forest, as for where the river extends to the mountain forest, no one knows. Heading west along the river, you will bypass the border fortress and join the famous Uta River in the Kingdom of Baosi.

"Randolph, how long can we have food now?" Snow sat up and asked Randolph, who was driving the carriage in front of him.

"According to the best-case estimate, the big guy can eat for more than ten days, and there is only enough half-full wheat cake." Randolph thought for a moment, "But now the food has some solutions, and while the Lianxi River is not yet frozen, we can go catch more fish to satisfy our hunger temporarily." ”

Randolph looked sideways at Snow and said, "But we need to hurry up and find a way to strengthen the wall and make weapons." Otherwise, even if you can eat enough every day, you are just feeding those wild beasts. ”

Snow nodded, the low walls weren't enough to withstand the hordes of small beasts. Moreover, the multitude of small beasts will eventually attract large beasts, and when the time comes, the wall will become an ornament, only five feet high, so the wall must be strengthened and heightened.

As for weapons, Snow felt very sad.

In his memory, the residents of Luke Town mined iron ore for several years, but they did not leave a little bit of iron ore privately. When Snow returned to the town this time, the first thing he had to do was to mine a batch of iron ore, and then find a way to see if he could refine pig iron of high purity enough to craft a batch of weapons. After all these years, they should also dig iron ore for themselves.

Snow kept recalling the methods he had learned to refine pig iron and wrought iron, and calculating how to achieve the required temperature under the existing conditions. Thinking about it, Snow had no clue. The maximum temperature that charcoal plus blower can reach, that is, about 1,000 degrees, is still in the case of a powerful blower and high-quality charcoal. The temperature required for ironmaking is much higher than 1,000 degrees, which is a key issue.

As for the reinforcement and elevation of the city walls, Snow had other ideas.

There were many problems along the way, and Snow fell asleep thinking about it. It wasn't until the flatbed came to a stop and Randolph barked three times that Snow turned around. Looking around, it was already dark, and I was in a low wooden house, many people were lighting the torches in front of the house, and after nearly ten hours of walking, they returned to the town of Luke.

"Distribute the dinner, let everyone go back and rest, and talk about it tomorrow morning." Snow got out of the carriage and commanded Randolph. After a day's journey, although he was on a flatbed truck, he stumbled down, and his body was a little unbearable.

A simple two-story wooden building is located in the very center of the town, which is the residence of the mayor and one of the few benefits of being a mayor. Snow pushed open the door and walked inside, the townspeople didn't have to lock the door outside, only wild beasts would come here except for their own people. Originally, he thought that he would come back in two months, so before Snow left, he deliberately cleaned up.

But in the living room, Snow noticed something unusual, and with the help of the fire from the window, he saw the dishes on the dining table that had been turned over.

"Someone has been here." Snow was startled, and at the same time he smelled a faint smell of blood, and at this time Snow remembered Aker's words.

Although he doesn't believe in the flow of magic, how can someone who can evade the pursuit of the Church Inquisition Army and the Fortress soldiers be good.

"Damn, I forgot the package in the car." Snow cursed deliberately, turned around pretendly, and walked out the door.

At that moment, the wooden door creaked shut, followed by the sound of the deadbolt falling. A dark shadow appeared behind the door, it was the wounded wizard.

"If you don't shout, I promise it won't hurt you." The wizard spoke before Snow.

This beautiful voice made Snow slightly stunned, he didn't expect that this wizard was actually a woman, and listening to the voice, he should be the same age as himself.

"I won't shout, don't be nervous." Snow raised his hand and said, he knew what he was supposed to do now. The door was locked, and even though he was shouting, he didn't know how many times he had been killed when the guards outside arrived and smashed open the wooden door.

"You're the wanted wizard?" Snow asked quietly, he didn't have to pretend about this, the whole town of Ruke knew about it.

"Are there any wizards who aren't wanted?" The witch laughed self-deprecatingly, "Can we sit down and talk?" ”

"No problem, please be seated." Snow gradually regained his composure, he did not believe in magic, whether it was the church or the wizards, in his opinion it was just some little trick to pretend to be a ghost. In the face of a woman, he is not so scared that he can't control his thoughts.

The witch strode towards Snow, but at that moment, there was a sudden sound of damn footsteps outside the door.