Benjamin held the familiar pamphlet, the pages of which looked very new, and there were no signs of reading it many times, it was the "Declaration of Freedom and Magic" that he had personally examined a month earlier, staring at the printing house. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"How do you have this?" he asked.

"When priests began to move around in Border Desert City, I entrusted a friend to go outside to investigate. The wheelchair man shook his head and said, "As a result, he came back with this thing." ”

Benjamin nodded in surprise when he heard this.

It can be passed all the way to the hermit mages in the Eastern Desert, and this handbook is quite popular among mages!

"This shows that there is a market for my idea. He threw the manual back to the other party and said, "Not all mages are like you, when the church comes, they dare to hide in the desert without people and do nothing." ”

"Feel free to sarcastic me, but...... You've even added two types of magic item crafting drawings to the manual. The wheelchair man clenched his fists and let go abruptly, "If the church saw this manual, do you know what would have happened?"

Benjamin shrugged his shoulders and said, "What else could happen? Hunt down all the mages who saw it? Isn't that what the church has been doing?"

He didn't understand what the other party was afraid of. The goal of the Church is always constant, and they will not stop the slaughter of mages just because they don't resist.

And magic is an innate talent of mages, even if this generation of mages is wiped out, not even a spell remains. In the next generation, there will still be people who can comprehend this ability and spontaneously summon flames and water droplets. When the time comes, they will still stand up and resist.

Benjamin was just doing what a mage was supposed to do instinctively.

"But at least, there is hope that some people will survive. The wheelchair man closed his eyes and said slowly, "You may think that it is undignified to live like this, but it is better to live than to die." ”

"Why are you so pessimistic?" said Benjamin, curious, "why do you think we are bound to fail?

"Impossible. The other party was still shaking his head.

"Why do you say that?" said Benjamin, spreading his hands.

"Because I've already tried!" Finally, the wheelchair man took a deep breath and suppressed some excitement, "In the beginning, when I secretly learned how to make magic props and decided to betray the church, I did a lot of things like you. I contacted all the mages I could trust, spread the idea of rebellion against the church among the people, and wreaked havoc within the church...... Do you think I really didn't resist? I tried, but in the end it ended up like this. ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a thin book from the side shelf and threw it to Benjamin.

Benjamin frowned and looked into the book.

I saw two big words written on it - the Bible.

At that time, he was stunned.

Suspicious and puzzled, he opened the Bible, only to find that it was exactly the same as the first magic book he had obtained in the Kingdom of Hori.

"When the book has lost its value to you, give it to someone in need. The truth is obligated to be preserved. He couldn't help but read the first sentence of the title page.

The wheelchair man smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Don't read it." I don't even know what kind of mood I had in mind to write such a thing. ”

"You made up this book?" Benjamin looked up in disbelief.

"Otherwise?" the wheelchair man turned his face sideways, and his tone was filled with a smell of self-loathing, "The people of the Silent Academy have long since worn out their fighting spirit for a long time, and only a guy like me who doesn't know the height of the sky can do such a stupid thing. ”

"It's not stupid. Benjamin closed the page and argued, "It doesn't get much more meaningful than that." In a place like the Kingdom of Hori, it's the books you make up that keep the magic and the truth alive. ”

"And how many more died tragically under the chase of the church?" asked the wheelchair man coldly.

"At least...... They died with their eyes open. ”

The wheelchair man shook his head: "You are simply unreasonable. ”

Seeing this, Benjamin was about to refute something, when suddenly, a voice came from behind him.

"Don't be stubborn, maybe...... Maybe the young man is right?"

Benjamin turned around in amazement.

Behind me, I didn't know when the door of the room was opened. Men and women, young and old, one strange mage after another, walked in from the outside, piled up by the door, and in a short time, they stood on the scale of a class group.

Benjamin was almost taken aback.

These mages ...... Are they all those who live in seclusion in the desert?

Counting them, there were about thirty mages standing there. They suddenly raised their hands, each holding a familiar black booklet. The cover of the booklet is drawn in a blue triangle with a short and powerful title, the Declaration of Freedom and Magic.

At that moment, the mages held the Declaration of Freedom of Magic in their hands and looked at the wheelchair man silently. The whole picture is like a black and white photo that will be left behind in a history book, and it has a solemn force.

Benjamin was stunned, and so was the wheelchair man.

"You ...... Have you seen them all?"

The mage at the head nodded and said, "Yes." Although you said not to show it to everyone, Ian also got this booklet by chance from outside, and it didn't take long for it to spread in the desert, and you can't stop it. ”

Hearing this, the wheelchair man sighed.

"Ian, this guy, every time he says he doesn't go out, but every time he is in trouble, he must have caused it outside. He shook his head helplessly and said.

The leading mage looked at the booklet in his hand and said, "I don't think he caused trouble this time. What's more, this booklet is much more elaborate and well-organized than you did back then. Look, there's an illustration in there. ”

The wheelchair man was speechless.

Benjamin's eyes widened as he looked at the group of mages who suddenly appeared, with surprise and joy in his eyes.

"You ......"

The group of mages looked at Benjamin and nodded.

"We've all read the book you've made, and it's very well written. "Although at first, I went for the meditation method inside, but those words, as well as the experience of the mage of the Hori Kingdom that you described, really shocked us. ”

Benjamin took a deep breath. This feeling of flattery also made him not know what to say for a while.

When he wrote the book, he was worried that it would not circulate at all, or that the mage was only interested in the knowledge contained in it, ignoring the ideas that rebelled against the Church. Therefore, he wrote about the mage massacre that took place in the Fur Family Theater, hoping that the mage of Freden would be able to cause some alarm after seeing it.

Now it seems that all his intentions have not been in vain.

He suddenly felt very moved.

Spells, meditation rules, recipes, ...... These things attracted the mages to this booklet, and the stories that the mages could empathize with made them grasp the meaning of this seemingly "false big empty" title.

"And this sentence, I love it so much that I have engraved it on the wall of my house. The other mage took the booklet, like a child holding a beloved comic book, flipped to a certain page, and said with a serious face, "Teach a hammer, and to hell with the church and their bullshit gods!"

Benjamin burst out laughing.

This was added at the request of the old blacksmith.

At first, he didn't agree with it because he was too rude, but now it seems that he ...... Quite useful?