Three years ago, "mid-level mages" were not characters that could be sent away casually. Mages who can reach the mid-level level often have aristocratic forces behind them as shelter, where can they be easily settled with money and resources like now?

Luo Di has now experienced the benefits of centralization, and he has the impression that the demolition and enclosure to build high-rise buildings is probably nothing more than that.

He turned his head to look at the nearby village of Burg, where the villagers were being gathered by the soldiers of the "Hovila", and Roddy could understand their trembling appearances: most ordinary farmers would be scared half to death when they saw a huge ship in the air stopped overhead for no apparent reason.

"Guys, we need to count the number of people, and it won't do you any harm - instead, we'll compensate you and have enough food, don't worry..."

While the mage was explaining to them, Roddy and Krups did not intervene, and the two of them walked up to the rudimentary magic tower together, taking a look at the things that Mage Calleton had left behind.

To be honest, those things in the laboratory seem to be okay as heirlooms, and if they are used for measurement or spell research, it is no wonder that he has always stayed at the intermediate level, and it is estimated that no matter how hard he works, it will be difficult to rise to the high level in his life.

To be honest, it's a bit crazy, but it's obviously more doable. ”

Krups reached out and stroked the severely worn table and chair: "I just don't know if the 'Plane Circle Research Department' can keep up with the progress." ”

"At the moment, it seems that there should be no problem. ”

Roddy walked to the window on the fourth floor of the tower, there was no glass here, the so-called "window" was a hole dug out, and the villagers not far away should have accepted the conditions, and began to walk under the "Hovila" one by one, and were carried up by spells.

They looked back at the village with some reluctance, and the fields were almost harvested, which was everything for the peasants—but when they got aboard the Hovira, they saw a mountain of supplies in the cabin, and they quickly settled down.

After all, Prime Minister Rodi personally came here not to harm the villagers of an unnamed village.

"Don't leave the dogs and livestock behind!

The mage over there shouted, and some soldiers began to busily pull the livestock up one by one, and for a while the chickens and dogs jumped, so it was not lively.

Krups raised his eyebrows as he saw it, and after thinking about it, he still whispered a spell - after the invisible fluctuations spread, the cattle honestly passed out, so that the soldiers could carry it much easier.

"Alright, ready to move on to the next step. ”

Seeing that everyone and the animals were on the Hovila, Roddy asked the mages to move on to the next step: they carried more than a dozen circle nodes and circled around the outside of the village, and as the coordinates were confirmed, the circle opened, and a curtain of light suddenly shone into the sky.

Mage Caledon, who had already walked away, looked back and found that the entire village was obscured by this light curtain, and then the houses and farmland gradually disappeared from view.

He didn't bother to go back because of the agreement that had just been signed in that regard. Curious to see what would become of his mage tower, Mage Calleton kept his contract, got into the carriage to the train station, and never looked back.

So he didn't know that a village exactly like Berg's village had appeared in the Pachar Magic Tower half-plane three days later.

This time, everything is no longer an illusion, the wheat fields are real, the rivers are real, the houses are real, the chickens, ducks and watchdogs running around are also real—in the same way, the villagers who slowly woke up from their houses at ten o'clock in the morning did not realize that they had entered the half-plane because they had been erased for three days, and continued their daily lives one by one.

And the Mage Tower, which stood on the edge of the village of Berg, also woke up at this time.

Tarya opened her eyes and stared at the rudimentary ceiling for a few seconds, then sat up suddenly.

She felt that there was a lot of information in her head, but when she thought about it carefully, she was vague and couldn't remember specific things at all. It's like waking up from a dream, remembering some of the images clearly at first, but as time goes on, the images become unrecognizable, but the only thought Talia can remember is a phrase that keeps echoing in her head:

"Don't be controlled, don't forget, never forget!"

She whispered the phrase, but it felt like she had no end in sight, and she didn't know why or why she had to remember it.

Turning her gaze to her, Tarya narrowed her eyes: where was she here, why were you lying here?

It was a simple dormitory, but the conditions were far better than that of ordinary peasant families. There were notebooks and bookshelves next to them, and she quickly flipped through them, and found that they were all notes on the basics of magic.

Tariya was unhindered in believing that it was her own handwriting, and she had no doubt that she could read Bringa.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Nephi pushed the door open and walked in, and saw Talia standing in the room, and immediately smiled: "Thank God! You're finally awake!"

Talia stood still, looking at her like a stake, and after a few seconds, she suddenly said slowly, "You are... Nefi?"

"What's wrong, Talia, are you uncomfortable?"

Nefi walked over and continued, "Lord Ethan said you were stunned by the potion but it was fine, do you have a headache now?"

"What potion?"

"During the experiment, the bottle you were holding suddenly exploded, and you fainted... Yesterday I wiped your clothes, but because there are many tasks in the lab, I didn't do anything to see that you were sleeping soundly. ”

Taria looked dazed, she realized that there were some traces left by potions on her chest, and when she heard the name "Ethan", she seemed to remember something, and it was also related to spells.

Looking at Nefi now, she didn't have too many doubts, frowned and replied, "I... I feel like I've forgotten a lot of things. Where are we?

Hearing this question, Nefi's face became serious: "You wait, I'll ask Lord Ethan, the problem seems to be a bit serious." ”

With that, she left the room, and before Talia could say anything, "Master Ethan" quickly walked over - seeing his face, Taria felt no stranger at all, and instinctively developed a trace of respect.

She hurriedly got up and involuntarily saluted, "Master Mage." ”

She pouted as she bowed, for Taria found that she could not remember where she had learned these manners.