Franz rejected all demands and insisted on staying in the favela of Mozambique.

Needless to say, the conditions in the slums are even the basic living conditions, let alone supporting the cultivation of a wizard.

But it was in this situation that Franz was promoted to become a crystallized wizard.

Being able to practice to this level with an extreme lack of resources, Franz's talent can be said to be excellent.

Others don't understand why Franz has been staying in that stinking puddle in Mozambique, when he has a better future.

Franz thought it was his hometown and wanted to stay and do something.

If he leaves, Mozambique will remain the same slum, nothing will change.

For so many years, Franz stayed in the slums of Mozambique.

In addition to providing free medical care and treatment to the inhabitants of the slums, it also imparts knowledge to all children.

If there is a child who is found to have wizarding qualifications, he will teach it himself, and if he develops well, he will recommend it to Thrantil or other small forces.

There are many great talents who have come out of Mozambique, but Franz has stayed here and never left.

Franz has also become almost the spiritual leader of these people in the favelas of Mozambi, with the respect of everyone.

From time to time, those who have come out of Mozambique come back just to see Franz.

"Dinner." Franz stirred for a while, and when he saw that it was cooked, he said in a deep voice.

Slum dwellers waited in an orderly queue with bowls of all sorts in their hands.

Franz took the spoon and filled everyone's bowl with food.

Everyone bowed slightly to Franz as a sign of respect after receiving the food.

After the food was distributed, a young man next to Franz began to instruct the others to pack up their things.

Franz doesn't always come to distribute the food in person, only at noon on Wednesdays.

These are the things that these young people do on weekdays.

Franz is now older and not as healthy as he used to be, and he rarely shows himself outside.

The lifespan of ordinary first-level official wizards is about three hundred years old, and Franz is not very old at one hundred and seventy-eight years old.

When a normal first-level wizard reaches this age, he looks like a middle-aged person.

But Franz is exceptionally old, and I don't know why.

"Brown, come to me after you're busy in a while, and have something to tell you." Franz spoke.

Brown was the leader of the group, an orphan who was raised by Franz.

He also has wizarding qualifications, but not very well, and is currently a third-class wizard apprentice.

Although there were some small forces trying to recruit him, Brown said that Franz was not in good health and wanted to stay by his side to take care of him.

Franz doesn't spend much time outside now, and Brown is telling him to do a lot of things.

In the slums of Mozambi, Brown represents Franz's will.

Brown glanced at Franz, who was already familiar with each other and knew that he had something important to tell him.

He nodded: "Well, okay, I'll come over after I'm done dealing with things here." ”

Franz sat in his backyard, lying on a bench basking in the sun.

This is one of the few courtyards in Mozambique, and it is also very neat, which is completely different from the painting style in other places.

There were two young men guarding the entrance to the courtyard, acting as guards.

These lads were all people who had been adopted by Franz since childhood and were absolutely loyal to Franz.

Franz closed his eyes and recuperated, and his surroundings were quiet, and there was no noise to disturb his rest.

It is surrounded by forbidden areas in the slums of Mozambique, and people are afraid to approach them.

After a while, Brown walked in, and the two guards saw him and nodded.

Brown walked into the courtyard, got down on one knee and asked, "My lord, is there anything I need to do?" ”

Franz opened his eyes, looked at Brown and said, "The other day, I received God's will again. ”

Brown looked up sharply: "What is God's will?" ”

His eyes were full of fanatical looks, and he was very excited.

"God rebuked me and said we didn't do anything worthwhile. But God is forgiving, and He has given me an object that we are to use wisely. ”

Franz said as he took out a red paw, and he couldn't tell what kind of animal it was.

"This is ......" Brown looked at the red paw with respect, but wondered what it did.

Franz explains: "If you sacrifice six people, you can activate it. When activated, the god will look at this place and deliver a blow with the weak power of the main body at the same time. ”

Brown was a little excited.

The God in his heart is divine and the most powerful being.

Even the faint power of the ontology is not something that mortals can imagine.

Brown thought for a moment and said, "What are we going to do to make the most of this?" ”

What God has given us must not be wasted, and must be fully utilized, otherwise it will fail God's favor and disappoint God.

For them, the believers of God, it would be the greatest sin to let God down.

Franz said in a deep voice: "The day after tomorrow, on Silver Sands Street, there will be a ball at the home of the second-level wizard Israel. When the time comes, there will be a lot of wizards to participate. The wizards are very important to these ugly wizards, and if they can kill these people at once, they can be regarded as doing a small thing for the gods. ”

Brown nodded, "I see." ”

"Remember, you go and arrange for someone to do it. But you don't do it yourself, and you don't have our people do it, you know? Franz said.

"Understood." Brown nodded.

This kind of thing Brown is well aware of, first of all, to consider the consequences of mission failure.

If the mission fails, neither he nor Franz can be implicated, nor can he let the matter connect with them.

So Brown couldn't do it himself, because his relationship with Franz was well known in Mozambique.

Once something happens to him, Franz can't get out of it.

And people like them who believe in God cannot be discovered, otherwise they will definitely be thoroughly investigated by the wizards and cut down the roots.

"Remember, my strength comes from God, and I can't let him down." Franz instructed again.

Brown nodded silently, tucked his blood-red claws into the spatial ring, and then stepped back and began to arrange the details.

Franz lay on the bench, looked at the sky, and muttered to himself, "Ugly wizard, one day God will come down and cleanse the world once and for all." ”

A glimmer of blood flashed in his eyes, and the glimmer of blood vanished in an instant, and no one could detect the anomaly.

(End of chapter)