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Harry Stiter stood in the middle of the chamber, his eyes twinkling at the men in front of him.

There were three men and one woman in front of him, and the three men were dressed in black, and they all looked a little tired. The woman was in a state of embarrassment, her entire body covered in a layer of black ash, making her otherwise sexy body worse than that of a beggar.

The woman is none other than the witch Irene, a secret weapon recruited by the Scent family.

Harry frowned and looked at Erin, who was being dragged by two family guards, and his heart was shocked.

It's just a little baron who not only catches up with his brother, but even the mysterious and powerful witch has become such a half-dead appearance.

He felt depressed like never before, and this uncontrollable feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.

"My lord, it was Andrew, the guard of the Baron's Court, who caught up at the time, and he seems to have mastered a little trick of vindictiveness...... "One of the black-clothed guards whispered.

The suspicion on Harry's face was even worse.

It's just a little bit of vindictiveness, and it's no match for my brother and Irene.

Suddenly, supported by two guards, Erin's eyelashes, which were already unconscious, moved.

Harry subconsciously took a half step back, and then heard Erin's weak voice full of anger: "The person you asked me to kill is a wizard!"

"You say the little baron is a wizard?" Harry was shocked.

Erin stared at him, "Is the sacrifice ready?"

Harry was shocked by Irene's answer.

He thought about it carefully, if Wren was really a wizard, everything would make sense.

"Hurry up and prepare the sacrifice, I won't last long. Erin continued in a hoarse voice.

Harry was silent for a moment.

He sighed softly as Erin urged again. When he raised his head again, his eyes were cold.

Under the witch's urgent gaze, Harry nodded slightly to the three guards.

Erin was taken aback: "What are you going to do!"

As she spoke, a long sword fell from her neck.

Erin, who was already seriously injured and dying, had no ability to resist, and looked at Harry with wide eyes and vicious before dying.

"It's so stupid, it's all exposed, and you think I'm going to save her. Harry said with a hint of sarcasm, "Wizards aren't that big. ”

He didn't get the desired accompaniment, and the three guards stared at him like hell.

"Big ...... Your arm, my lord. One of the guards shuddered.

A chilly breath came from Harry's right arm, and he looked down to see that his entire forearm had turned black.

Panic surging!

"Quick, cut it off!" Harry screamed.

Having dealt with wizards, he knew he was in witchcraft.

A sharp sword flash flashed, and a reflexive guard chopped off Harry's right arm.

Yes!

At Harry's screams, white smoke rose from the severed arm on the ground, and it didn't take long for it to corrode into a puddle of black water.

"Quick, get ready for the Holy See!" Harry bared his teeth and screamed, "take this slut's corpse...... Prepare a box of gold coins, and I'm going to burn all these damn wizards at the stake!"

......

Wren sneezed, touched his nose hesitantly, and said to Andrew: "Spread the news of the existence of witches in the Viscount's Palace, and I think the Holy See will investigate." ”

"Why don't you just tell the Holy See?" Andrew asked.

"The Stent family has been running Ferrier City for hundreds of years, and they must have some dirt with the Holy See, and Harry wouldn't be stupid enough to let the Holy See find the witch. Wren explained.

Andrew set out to prepare.

Rumors of a witch looking for trouble in the Baron's Mansion are spread in Giant Beartown.

Not many people thought that the Baron's Court would escape this catastrophe.

When Wren appeared in front of the public, the whole Giant Bear Town was once again a sensation.

Wren continued to buy people's hearts, and according to Bruce's statistics, he distributed subsidies to his own people on a per capita basis.

Heidi, who was rejuvenated in spirit, went to execute, filling the entire Giant Bear Town with a joyful atmosphere.

Everyone will sigh from the bottom of their hearts, Lord Baron is really a good person, and the Quinn family is really a model of nobility.

The finances were already a little struggling, but Bruce found a merchant named Fidil and signed an agreement with the Baron's Court to help develop the iron mine.

Wren learns witchcraft in the Chamber of Secrets.

He was already able to control a hundred gold coins at the same time to fly within ten meters of his surroundings and take various shapes.

"I've mastered my mental power to the point where I'm fine, and I should be able to learn witchcraft!" Letting the gold coins land in a neat row in the corner, Wren stretched out with excitement.

Picking up the vellum paper, which he had looked through many times, Wren carefully examined the witchcraft model that he had forcibly written down.

The length and width of the animal skin paper are about one meter long, densely filled with words the size of a fly's head, and some intricate patterns are interspersed in the center.

This is one of the witchcraft that Wren recorded in his wizarding notes based on the Diawen.

It was incredible to think that he was able to memorize so many things in such a memorable way.

But it's also normal, and that's one of the abilities of wizards.

The transformation of the ontology of consciousness can make wizards different from ordinary people. Compared with the rebellious act of controlling things with mental power, the improvement of memory has become insignificant.

Wren read it word for word, and closed his eyes after a long time.

After some time, he opened his eyes and looked again......

For three whole days, in addition to eating and sleeping, Wren was learning to understand this witchcraft model.

Some questions were figured out, and some questions were re-raised...... This state of affairs made Wren a little obsessed.

On the third day, Wren began to construct a model of witchcraft as he understood it.

The study of witchcraft is to construct a model of witchcraft in one's own sea of consciousness according to one's own understanding.

And for the witchcraft model, the most important thing is stability.

Only a stable model of witchcraft will not collapse inexplicably.

Therefore, every seemingly simple witchcraft is actually honed by wizards.

Silently closing his eyes, Wren's consciousness instantly entered the sea of consciousness.

In the bare sea of consciousness, only the dead tree still existed, and a small green bud was unusually conspicuous.

Wren retracted his gaze, controlling his mental power to disperse into wisps and form a model in front of him.

As wisps of spiritual power emanated, his entire consciousness body gradually withered.

I don't know how long it took, a spherical model with an intricate shape gradually took shape in front of him.

Looking at the witchcraft model that was about to take shape, Wren was a little surprised.

The ups and downs of his mood directly caused a slight deviation in his control of his mental power, and the witchcraft model that was about to take shape was shattered.

Wren took two steps back with a sluggish face.

A touch of stubbornness appeared on his face.

Neither on earth nor in this world, he has never been so easily succumbed.

Get up, come again!

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