The winter sun hangs in the sky, giving people a faint and distant feeling.
Maureen walked slowly in the corridor of the castle. The faint sunlight fell on his body, making his whole body covered with a layer of hazy gold.
Turning his head slightly, Morin could see the guards patrolling the manor below and the newly recruited refugees being resettled.
Looking at this scene, the corners of Morin's mouth curled up slightly, which could be considered a smile.
He was wearing a black hunting suit, with an upright posture, his black hair fluttering like pine soot, his black eyes were bright and gleaming like pine diamonds, and he was very graceful.
At this moment, Morin looked like a young man brought up in an ancient aristocratic family. His every move revealed his temperament and etiquette.
"Master, according to your instructions, Mary and I have hired several mercenaries to form the guards of your fiefdom."
"In addition, many refugees came here. We also selected some young and strong people from among them for training. They are also the source of guard members."
Jace knelt on one knee in front of Morin, clenched his fists, and punched heavily on the armor on his chest. He lowered his head slightly and said, "Of course, all this is because of your kindness, Master. You opened up the land of Viscount Ferran and let the refugees gather here."
"okay, I get it."
Maureen said calmly.
But in his heart, he felt a little ridiculous. It sounded like he had become some great good person.
God knows, he just thought it was a waste to leave these lands empty, so he issued an order that as long as someone was willing to cultivate the land, then after five years, the land they cultivated would be theirs.
"What a surprise."
Maureen smiled softly.
Morin had not expected that when he had made a request to live nearby, Umas would directly grant him the noble title of Viscount of Feren, making him a Viscount directly.
Morin was a little surprised by the Marquis' generosity, but he soon calmed down.
Maybe Marquis Umas wanted to win him over, or use him to intimidate others, but this had nothing to do with Morin. After all, no matter how good worldly things were, they could never compare to wizards.
With the status of a noble, Morin found it much easier to do things.
Especially when many people disappeared in the back mountains.
During this period of time, Morin had been using captives, hooligans and other social scum to feed the Sodala man-eating tree. Several fruits of the man-eating tree were ripe. Morin picked them and swallowed them. Sure enough, he had a leap forward in his meditation and mental power.
The mental runes that were originally incredibly slow during meditation have now become extremely fast. The difference between the two is like heaven and earth.
Up to now, Morin has already meditated out eight of the last twelve mental runes. He only needs four more to condense the rune formation and become a third-class apprentice.
Morin had been staying in the cave for some time, and finally, he wanted to come out for a walk.
After all, there is still a lot of time, no rush.
Of course, before leaving the cave, Morin made a lot of careful arrangements. If someone accidentally broke in, they would most likely die.
This is also one of the reasons why Morin came out.
"Soon, very soon."
Maureen looked into the distance and whispered to himself.
"Master." Footsteps were heard, and Old Hank walked to Maureen and bowed slightly to Maureen.
"What's up."
Morin asked calmly.
"Well, your friend, Mr. Albert, a famous banker in Winter City, is here to visit you." Old Hank bowed slightly.
"Albert?" Morin was stunned for a moment, then said, "Okay, sure. Where is Albert now?"
"I arranged for Mr. Albert to stay in the reception room." Old Hank's voice sounded very regular.
"Well, Hank, good job."
Maureen smiled, patted old Hank on the shoulder, and strode forward.
"Maureen, long time no see."
In the lavishly decorated room, oil paintings are hung on the walls, outside the huge glass windows is a blurry view in the distance, and a red blanket is spread on the floor, making the room luxurious and warm.
Albert sat on the sofa, his whole body sunk deeply into it, looking at Maureen in front of him and greeting him gently.
"Yeah, long time no see, Albert, what's the matter with you coming to see me?"
Maureen sat on the sofa, crossed her fingers, and looked at Albert.
"Maureen, as a wizard, it is not a good habit not to communicate with other wizard apprentices."
Albert looked at Maureen and said with a smile, "We are planning to hold a party recently. It will be a small gathering, just you, me, and Daphne and the others. How about you come?"
Mo Lin thought about it and said, "Okay."
"Well, let's go. It's almost time. We can set off." Albert stood up, breathing slightly.
Maureen gave a few simple instructions, and then they walked out the door.
Outside the door, old Hank, who had received the order, was dressed neatly and standing in front of a black carriage, waiting for Maureen.
"Owner."
Old Hank bowed slightly.
"Yeah." Morin nodded and said, "Hank, follow Albert and the others, we're going to Winter City."
After saying this, Morin got into the carriage and began to think carefully.
During this period of time, he was not only swallowing the fruits of the man-eating tree, but also carefully experiencing the various optimized witchcraft models analyzed by the chip.
According to the estimation made by Chip, using the optimized witchcraft model, the power of the witchcraft released by Morin will be increased by at least 11%, which is a remarkable improvement.
The chip has analyzed many witchcraft models and optimized the model of the Dark Wind Ring. This not only increases the power of the Dark Wind Ring, but also means that Morin can use the Dark Wind Ring without using spell materials.
This is undoubtedly a good thing.
Soon, Morin and his companions arrived at Winter City.
Maureen got off the carriage and followed Albert into the reception room.
"Albert."
"Maureen."
Daphne, Blake, and Aubrey were all there. They greeted Maureen and Albert softly, but there was something strange in the way they looked at Maureen.
Almost everyone knew what happened that night, and Daphne and the others knew the inside story better, so they all knew that it was Maureen who killed Kane, which allowed Marquis Umas to successfully quell the rebellion.
Of course, what they didn't know was that Maureen not only killed Kane, but also killed the even more powerful Patton.
"Maureen, I'm glad you can come. Welcome."
Blake laughed, walked forward, and shook hands gently with Maureen.
The moment Blake approached, Maureen felt a strong fragrance coming towards her. It was obvious that Mr. Blake had been enjoying the company of women again recently.
"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's talk." Albert called out.
"No problem." Blake cleared his throat and said, "I think I found the silk of the ghost-faced spider recently. Oh, I found it on Mrs. Jojo. That bit of spider silk is really white. Well, of course, Mrs. Jojo's skin is whiter. Of course, this is a digression. Well, what I want to say is, does anyone want this bit of spider silk?"
"I saw scarlet crows flying over. Maybe we can find them. You know, these scarlet crows are very valuable."
"I recently had some ideas about an experiment, but I don't want to do it. Well, I don't have the courage to do it now."
Blake and Albert started talking to each other.
Originally, Maureen had some confidence in such a gathering, but after listening for a while, he knew what the so-called gathering was like. After all, it was just a casual chat between Albert and Blake and the others. Things about wizards only accounted for a small part of it, and it was still closely related to those nobles and wealthy people.
"I shouldn't have had any hope for their so-called party." Maureen couldn't help but complain in his heart.
He has decided not to come again next time.
However, Albert and the others would occasionally reveal some useful information during their conversation. Maureen listened from the side and did not miss any of it, and recorded it all on the chip.
"Okay, let's go to the gray pigeon gathering place next time. Come to think of it, we haven't been anywhere for a long time."
At the end, Aubrey suddenly said this.
"Okay." Albert and Daphne were stunned, then nodded.
But Blake refused, saying that he had some things to take care of. Looking at the ambiguous smile on his face, I knew that he was probably having a romantic date with some noble lady.
This great wizard really likes women.
"Gray pigeon gathering place?"
Morin frowned slightly and said, "Albert, what place is that?"
"Look, look at what I did." Albert patted his forehead, looked at Morin, and said with an apologetic look on his face: "Molin, I'm sorry, I should have told you in advance."
"The Gray Pigeon Gathering Area is the largest gathering place for wizards in the province of Makolin. There are many wizards, materials, shops, weapon shops, pharmacies, etc. It is said to be the favorite place for nearby wizards to go."
"Not only can you buy various precious potions and materials from high-energy creatures there, you can also exchange subject knowledge with other wizards. Morin, how about it? Do you want to go?"
Albert looked at Maureen and asked calmly.
A huge gathering place for wizards?
Mo Lin's heart moved.
He nodded and said, "Of course, I will go."
"Okay, then. Let's set off in three days. That day is when the first quarter moon appears. Let's set off on that day."
Albert laughed, clapped his hands, and set the time for departure.
The party was over and Blake hurried away, looking very anxious. Albert and Aubrey made teasing sounds and Daphne snorted.
Maureen smiled, said goodbye to Albert and the others, and then walked out.
"Master." Old Hank bowed slightly to Maureen.
"Hank, let's go back."
Maureen said calmly.
He got into the carriage and Hank drove for him. There was a creaking sound and the wheels of the carriage rolled over tiny stones. The black carriage gradually moved away into the distance.
Three days later.
Morin was riding alone on a tall brown horse. He was wearing black leather armor. He looked noble and gorgeous, but gave people a feeling of being tough.
"Okay, I'm leaving now, Hank. While I'm away, everything in the fiefdom will be left to you."
"Jace, Mary, you have to cooperate with Hank, got it?"
"As you wish, master." Hank and the others bowed slightly.
Morin nodded, then flicked the whip lightly and rode away on his horse.
Not long after, several figures appeared in front.
"Hi, Maureen."
Albert shouted.
Maureen gently lifted the reins and stopped by the side. He looked next to Albert, where were Daphne and Aubrey. Maureen nodded slightly at them as a sign of courtesy.
"Okay, Maureen, we're all here now, so let's go." Aubrey looked meticulous and his voice sounded very rigid.
No one objected, and everyone got on the road, heading in one direction.
Morin was not familiar with the road, so he could only follow them while looking around and letting the chip record everything.
Finally, they appeared in a valley shrouded in gray fog.
"I want to enter the gathering place of gray pigeons (Ancient Andean)!" Albert whispered a few witchcraft spells towards the valley, and then shouted inside.
Flutter.
A group of crows suddenly flew over, and then they gathered together, instantly forming a tall figure over two meters tall, covered in a black robe, with only a pair of pale green eyes exposed.
There were wisps of black mist lingering around the tall figure, and his pale green eyes glanced over.
"You guys want to enter the gray pigeon gathering place?"