Weird Wizarding World

  Chapter 352 Denial

   "Truth Society?" In the igloo, Colin was slightly taken aback.

  He knew about the Society of Truth, but he had never heard of the Society of Truth with such a similar name...

   But looking at Shelley's appearance, Colin probably understood what the so-called truth would be.

   Shelley didn't explain too much, just said:

   "The pure-blood families are supposed to help these people, but they don't, and it shouldn't be.

  One of the goals of the Truth Society is to correct this error. "

  Colin Mingwu, although he had expected it, was still unavoidably surprised.

  Shelley watched him quietly, waiting for Colin's answer.

   Neither of them is an idiot, and there are some things that don't need to be said too clearly.

  Feeling Shelley's gaze, Colin's heart swayed a little, just at this moment a middle-aged man with gray hair came over suddenly.

   Plop.

  He prostrated himself on the ground, "Thank you, my lord wizard, for treating these wounded."

   "Get up." Colin said to the middle-aged man, taking the opportunity to change the subject.

  Looking at the gray-haired man prostrated on the ground with his forehead pressed against the ground, Colin felt a little emotional.

  Perhaps because of their isolation from the world, the people of Gubei Village are extraordinarily simple, and even the gesture of gratitude seems to be the only thing they can think of.

   And according to previous understanding, they are also extremely united.

  Each household in Gubei Village is not independent. All food, clothing and other materials are distributed uniformly by the village head according to needs, and the same is true for mining work.

   Everyone eats and uses together, regardless of each other.

  The gray-haired middle-aged man heard the words, and slowly stood up. His face was full of fatigue, and his palms and clothes were stained with blood.

   "Are you the...doctor here?" Colin asked curiously.

   "Yes, my lord." The gray-haired man replied.

  He was dressed no differently from the rest of the villagers, all in animal fur coats, and his blood-stained palms and clothes looked a bit unprofessional.

   But in Gubei Village, the gray-haired man is already the best at healing.

  The effect of the spring of ancient trees is very good. At this time, except for the wounded who were dying before, the rest have basically recovered, and those who are dying have basically recovered.

  After they stood up and thanked Colin, some impatient people couldn't wait to walk outside.

  Although they were saved, many of their family members were still buried in the ruins.

   "My lord, I won't bother you any more. I'll go with them to see if I can help you." The gray-haired man said.

  Although all the wounded have been healed by Colin right now, he, the only doctor in Gubei Village, cannot be idle, he is still needed in the ruins.

   "Go." Colin nodded.

   The igloo was soon empty, leaving only the two of them.

  Colin looked at the back of the doctor going away, thought for a while and said to Shelley: "Why don't we go and have a look together."

   "Yes." Shelley nodded slowly, without any objection, and did not continue to bring up the topic just now.

  Colin nodded slightly, turned and walked towards the door, but thought softly in his heart:

   "Will the truth..."

  …

   "Thank you for your help, Lord Dempsey!"

   At the ruins, before Colin landed, he heard the sound of cheers coming from the bottom.

   "Don't worry about it." Dempsey stood at the front of the crowd and waved his hands with a calm expression.

  If Colin hadn't ordered it, he would definitely not care about the lives of these people.

   But since Colin has ordered, let’s do it honestly.

  He exhaled lightly, looking at the grateful crowd in front of him, he still had a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

   "Have all the people been rescued?" Colin asked slowly after falling to the ground.

   "Yes, Lord Colin!" Dempsey turned around quickly,

   After thinking for a while, Dempsey flattered without showing any trace:

   "Thanks to the shadowy helpers you have sent, they can go through all the narrow crevices and come directly to the buried man, and will then carve a passage through the collapsing ruins.

  If we rely on us to dig from the outside, it is absolutely impossible to save so many people, and it is very likely that the excavation will cause a second collapse, ruining the vitality of the people inside. "

  After saying this, Dempsey stepped aside a little bit, and said loudly to the person in front of him: "Hurry up and thank Mr. Colin, it is the shadow helper he sent!"

   "Thank you, Dear Wizard Colin!"

  The people who escaped from the dead turned their eyes to Colin one after another, thanking him excitedly. Many people seemed to want to kneel down and kowtow to thank him.

   Dempsey curled his lips in satisfaction, walked aside, and left the main seat to Colin.

  However, Colin just waved his hands calmly and said, "It's a little effort, no thanks, and no need to kneel to me."

   Dempsey was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Colin, for fear that he would flatter the horse's leg.

   "Good job."

  Colin glanced at the rescued villagers and saw that their injuries seemed to have been treated, so he turned his head and said casually to Dempsey.

   His mind wasn't on Dempsey, or even on the villagers in front of him.

  Shelley stood beside him calmly, and suddenly said via voice transmission:

   "Have you heard of building walls?"

   "No." Colin said via voice transmission, watching the villagers in front of him divide into two parts.

  Part of them walked towards the snow house with the wounded who had not fully recovered, while the other part began to repair the ruins in front of them.

  With a thought, he ordered Silent Shadow to help.

   "If there is a wall-building technique, all of the dozen or so igloos can be rebuilt within half an hour."

   "It's very practical, and it's a great witchcraft." Colin nodded slightly and praised.

   "The buildings in Neustadt are mostly built by mortals."

  Colin was slightly taken aback, frowned and thought for a while and said, "Because it's cheaper for mortals to build? Or is there some kind of defect in the wall-building technique?"

  Shelley shook her head, she looked at Colin, and suddenly bent her mouth: "You are really different from ordinary wizards, I am a little curious about your growth experience."

  Colin said nothing, just looked at her.

Shelley didn't go any further. She suppressed her smile and continued, "Because I'm used to it. For tens of thousands of years, wizards have entrusted mortal slaves to build houses. Noble witchcraft will not be used in this kind of place. , they should be used in pursuit of power."

   "The most valuable witchcraft on the market is always attack, defense, or auxiliary attack and defense witchcraft.

  The True Knowledge Society finally bought out the wall-building technique at the price of twenty magic stones. But still made a loss-making business, because no one has ever spent points to redeem this witchcraft. "

  Colin was stunned, and it was a pity. The knowledge of his previous life made it easy for him to see the value of this witchcraft.

  It's a pity that in this old world, if you get used to it, you can obliterate all new possibilities.

   What's more, in this world, this is really useless witchcraft.

   Very simple logic, without this rigid need, wizards don't need to build their own houses at all!

   Even for the most down-and-out wizard, it is easy to find a place to live.

   They have no reason to learn this witchcraft at all.

  What are you doing here? Do you want to repair houses for ordinary people?

   As for repairing for wizards... are cheap slaves not good enough? Knowing the cost of hiring a wizard, you can buy several strong slaves.

   It is ordinary people who really need the art of building walls, but ordinary people... cannot cast witchcraft.

Shelley stroked the broken hair beside his ears and said: "The Truth Society has two main goals. I told you about one of them just now, and the wall-building technique is the other. We hope to develop more similar building techniques." The witchcraft of the wall art makes ordinary people richer and the world richer."

  Hearing this, Colin was finally a little surprised.

  He originally thought that the Truth Society was just a rebel organization that wanted to overthrow the rule of the pure-blood family and break the knowledge blockade.

   But now it seems that this is clearly a greater liberation organization.

  Their goal is far beyond the generalization of overthrowing the pure-blood family, it is more grandiose and more exciting.

  The so-called making ordinary people richer and making the world richer is clearly intended to make the cake of the whole world bigger, so that everyone can live a prosperous life after it is evenly divided.

  In the previous life, such behavior had a more professional term—liberating productivity.

   "So what are you thinking about, Sir Colin, are you willing to join the Truth Society?"

  Shelley stared at Colin, thought for a while, or simply pointed out the words, and asked.

  The cold wind was blowing, and the silent shadow next to him was carrying the house debris. It looked effortless, just like carrying foam boards.

  Colin was silent for a moment, then finally shook his head.

   "Sorry, Shelley."

  A hint of disappointment clearly flashed across Shelley's face.

  Collin paused, wanting to continue the mental voice transmission, but saw Robin walking in front of him.

   After all, Shelley has always maintained an invisible state, and the communication between the two is through spiritual voice transmission.

  So Colin seemed to be standing here alone in silence, no wonder someone came to disturb him.

   "What's wrong?" Colin looked at the boy in front of him and asked.

  Robin kept a silent face, looked at the shadow of silence beside him, suddenly knelt down, and solemnly said:

   "Master Colin, I want to learn witchcraft with you!"

  Although he was ruthlessly rejected by Dempsey once, Robin did not give up.

  He still remembered that the wizard in front of him easily eliminated the ice and snow monster, and he also remembered the fear that they could only flee in a panic when they were under such a monster.

   There are also villagers with broken legs. They were all judged dead, but they were rescued by the wizard in front of them... There is also a shadow next to them, an ice cube that is bigger than several people can be easily lifted with one hand...

  Robin thought to himself, if he could become a wizard, then the village would never have to worry about anything.

  And, maybe... he feels the severed finger on his chest, and his heart is full of longing.

  Maybe...maybe after becoming a wizard, she can revive her own Terri!

   "Sorry..." But Colin paused for a moment, then shook his head.

   Robin raised his head in a daze. Although he had experienced this feeling not long ago, he still felt uncomfortable.

  The strong longing in his heart made him extremely uncomfortable.

   "I... I see, thank you sir." Robin lowered his head, his expression blank.

  But what Robin didn't see was that the moment he lowered his head, Colin suddenly turned his head slightly, with surprise in his eyes.

   Then, as if repeating what someone said, he continued:

   "If you can cross the snowfield according to the guidance after the cold night arrives, maybe you can have a chance to become a wizard."

  While repeating Shelley's words, Colin handed a brass compass that Shelley handed over to Robin.

   "It will show you the way to go."

  Robin raised his head in a daze, but soon, crystal tears overflowed involuntarily from his eye sockets like a fountain, slid down his rough cheeks, and fell to the ground to form ice flowers.

  Robin took the small brass compass with both hands, held it tightly in his hands, choked up and was still unable to speak, so he bent down and knocked his head heavily on the ground a few times.

   Colin moved away.

  At the ruins not far away, the village chief Hunter was looking at this side with a complicated expression.

   "I'm leaving, Colin." Shelley said again suddenly.

   "I'm leaving here too." Colin said, he looked at Shelley and smiled, "I wish you well."

  Shelley also regained his composure on his face, smiling and saying:

   "I also wish you a smooth journey. After the cold night is over, I should return to Neustadt.

   Don't forget our regular communication at noon. "

   "Yes." Colin smiled, watching Shelley's figure gradually disappear until he could no longer find it.

  Shelley's dream is great, and the Truth Society is also a great organization.

  But Colin deeply understands that the world of wizards is, after all, a fantasy world where great power is attributed to individuals.

   Top-down reforms are far more feasible than bottom-up reforms.

  If one day he can aspire to the top, everything he wants will come true.

   "It's time for me to get out of here too." Looking away, Colin whispered to himself.

  He glanced around. With the help of Silent Shadow, the ruins of the snow house have basically been cleaned up, and the rest is rebuilding.

  The young Robin had put away the brass compass, put it together with Terri's severed finger, and went back to help build the snow house together.

  Different from the previous Muran, the young man's steps are extraordinarily brisk now, and his face is filled with an unconcealable smile.

"Amazing!"

   "Thank you, Master Wizard!"

  Vaintly, Colin could still hear the villagers who were repairing the houses exclaiming softly at the Silent Shadow. With the help of the latter, the entire reconstruction work progressed rapidly.

   "This kind of mighty power is all used to fight and kill. It cannot be said to be a waste, but it can indeed do more things..."

  The misty aurora suddenly appeared in the sky, and the psychedelic light fell on Gubei Village, reflecting the snow-glooms like a fairy tale world.

   Unfortunately, this is not a fairy tale.

  Colin continued to stay here for half a day, using his newly acquired talent to help the villagers rebuild the igloo, and set foot on the return journey.

  (end of this chapter)