Thirty years ago, a wizard named Peter received the Humpal Castle from the Duke and the qualification to open the only wizarding academy in the entire dukedom. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoFrom that day on, Wimpal became almost synonymous with wizarding in the entire dukedom.

Any wizard who comes to this land will either choose to join Vimpal and become a member of the area, offering and teaching apprentices in exchange for the freedom to study magic, or they will have to live incognito, hiding in the crowd without being discovered, and live a low-key life.

Some of the wizards chose the first option and left the land after they could no longer endure the endless heavy work, while many more chose the second option, living a low-key life, living by selling herbs and simple potions, and in rare cases relying on knowledge and extensive insight, working as governesses in the homes of some wealthy and noble.

But there are still some who choose the third path...... Most of them did not come from an orthodox academy, but only happened to come into contact with these mysterious knowledge, and thought that if they could learn it, they would be able to get ahead and get rid of the difficult life and the white eyes of others.

But reality is always cruel and unforgiving - the identity of a wizard 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 Kalan's command. Believing that what they were doing was right, they saw Wimpal, who was flattering to the church and the nobility, as a traitor to the wizards.

These people don't care if they die or not, as long as they die meaningfully. It's not so much that I want to die a heroic death, but it's because I'm completely desperate.

Karan understands these people very well - who are they, after finally getting a chance to turn over, after working hard for more than ten years and decades, and in the end they are still despised, and they are embarrassed to live without even the slightest support, he will despair.

It's not me who is wrong, it's the world, it's not that I don't work hard, it's because it's unfair...... That's it.

All he had to do was give these hopeless people the slightest chance of success, give them a goal that seemed like they could really succeed, and they would swarm like moths to the fire. These wandering wizards are no longer normal people, because normal people will not spare their lives unless they are cornered.

Fools who are loyal, believing that they can give them hope, will use their own bones to build a ladder for themselves to climb up, to become a step under their feet.

Karan, who has lived for half his life, has long seen through it, whether it is knowledge or strength, he is simply worthless in the face of real power and gold - he can strangle that farnesis and the knights around him with his own fingers, but do you dare?!

The Duke who rules this land is just an old knight, but who dares to touch a cold hair on him? Those young knights who are too much stronger than him still have to obediently kneel in front of him, praying for a half-official position?!

Everything in the world is fake, only power and money are real, and they can be held in the palm of their hands!

At this moment, the Vimpal Castle at night casts a huge shadow in the moonlight, and the bright starlight of the dome dots the "ceiling" of the castle, which looks extremely dazzling in a dark world.

But Karan didn't have time to enjoy the scenery, and led his followers into the village under the castle as if no one was there, and the two guards who were patrolling in the middle of the night didn't even know what was going on, when the mercenaries suddenly appeared and wiped their necks.

A quarter of an hour later, Kahlan took possession of the village's tower with a few wizards and mercenary leaders, dragged the body away as if nothing had happened, and sat down on a chair on the bloodied floor.

Now, let's start the first step of planning. After making sure that everyone was there, Karan, who took off his hood, began to set up: "Wimpal Castle is right in front, although they don't have many people at all, but it is a castle after all, as long as the gate is closed, we will definitely not be able to enter." ”

"So we have to divide the army into two ways, leaving the vast majority of people to make a disturbance in this village and town, and the bigger the movement, the better, and release a few ghouls - if they find out about it, Peter will never sit idly by, it's their responsibility!"

"I personally led the rest, ambushed outside the castle gates. As long as they dare to open the door, we will launch a surprise attack, take this castle, kill all the wizards inside, and destroy these church lackeys who have betrayed us!"

"But what if these cowards don't dare to come out?" Seeing Kahran's confident look, someone still stood up and spoke up about the problem.

"Don't come out? hehehe...... Then we don't have to do it at all. A smile appeared in Karan's grim expression: "If they really don't save them, naturally someone from the church will come and arrest them - not only Peter, but the entire wizards of Wimpal will be put on the gallows!"

The next step is to arrange the tasks. As expected, several mercenary leaders, as well as the rogue scoundrels recruited by Gumwood Town, wanted to stay in the village and "cause chaos" instead of following Karan to raid Wimpal Castle, no matter how much money was given.

Obviously, they chose the former wisely between arson and robbery and fighting eccentric wizards - not to mention that with a bit of luck, they could have grabbed more oil and water than they were paid.

And the vast majority of wandering wizards want to follow Karan to "fight to the death" against the traitors of Wimpal. After regretting the kindness of some of the people, Kalanzhi selected a few elites and a dozen mercenaries willing to follow him as the main force to raid the castle, while the rest were responsible for using magic and ghouls to create chaos and force the academy to open.

The destruction of the Wimpal Academy was just to complete the task given to him by the Lord Phanesis, and Karan's real target was the vampires hiding in the Academy, bringing too many people to make it difficult for him to act secretly, and it was easier to expose his true purpose.

So in addition to a small number of cronies, all you need is a few substitutes who can break into the castle yourself. Anyway, there was no one in that castle except Peter, who was more than a threat to himself!

When everything was ready, Kahlan left the tower, and before he could descend the stairs, he was grabbed by a cloaked figure in his right arm, and the force almost crushed his arm!

"Wait!" the voice under the cloak was extremely indifferent: "Don't want to sneak away alone, I'm going to the castle with you." ”

"You still don't trust me so much, my lord. Karan, who couldn't hold back from shouting, bared his teeth: "It's all here, do I still have room to retreat?"

"I really don't believe you, because you're cunning. The knight did not hide it, and said directly: "And this is also the order of Lord Fanescis, ordering me to monitor your every move at all times, just in case." ”

"But things have changed. Kalan, who didn't think about it at all, immediately blurted out, his eyes trembled for a moment before he thought of a rhetoric for himself: "You have to know that those mercenaries have been left in the villages and towns, and no one can say what these guys will do!"

"Think about it, will he be happy when Fanecis comes to see a town that has been slaughtered and nothing but ruins?

"Only you, a knight like you, can restrain those mercenaries from destroying the entire town, and then, at the most critical moment, Fanecscism will become a symbol of justice and bring the light of the Holy Cross to the people in dire straits—wouldn't that be better?!"

The knight was stopped, and before he could react, Kahlan quickly broke free of his right arm, and without looking back, he ran towards the gate of the castle with his cronies. The shouting mercenaries rushed into the village and town with their sharp blades in their hands, and their shouts of excitement were everywhere.

Tonight, it's going to be party night!