Chapter 619

Chapter 619

"No, no, no! I don't want it! Please let me go! I am willing to serve the tower and become your servant. Don't kill me!" Fitz was so scared that he was incoherent.

Delphie handed the ring in her hand to Fitz this time, "Want to be my servant? Okay, put it on!"

Fitz quickly took the ring and put it on. At the moment the ring was put on, Fitz's expression froze, and even the sound of begging for mercy suddenly disappeared.

After a few seconds, Fitz started to move again, but except for a little more respect in his eyes, there seemed to be no other changes.

However, Delphie naturally had her way to test the ability of the ring.

"Fitz, you are my servant, right?"

"Yes... yes, Miss Riddle, I am your servant, I will do whatever you ask me to do." Fitz said flatteringly.

"Okay, then... you commit suicide."

Fitz was slightly stunned, then picked up his wand with a sad face, "I... spare me, Master, I... I don't dare, please don't order me to do this... Avada Kedavra!"

With a flash of green light, Fitz fell under his own killing curse.

Delphi excitedly picked up the ring, "I succeeded! I succeeded!"

"This is my design, so success is inevitable, Delphi..." Blake said softly.

Delphi nodded and put the ring away with satisfaction, not thinking that there was anything wrong with Blake's proud words.

...

Tower.

The door was pushed open again, and Merlin walked in with everyone.

"Oh my God! What happened here?"

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Merlin exclaimed.

"Swoosh!" Blake and Delphi appeared in the tower with Fitz's body in an instant.

This instantaneous method stunned the wizards present.

"They led you out, and then took the opportunity to empty the books in the tower... I found out. Then..."

"And then you killed them?" Merlin stared at Blake.

Blake nodded, "Yes, he attacked me. Fitz wanted to escape, so I caught him back."

Merlin looked at the dead wizards and sighed helplessly, "Obviously, they were very promising wizards. If they continued to study in the tower for a few more years, they would definitely achieve higher achievements, but... because of greed, they ended up like this..."

Merlin just felt sorry for those who lost their lives because of greed.

There was no objection to Blake's killing.

Since the other party was the first to attack, then Blake could not be blamed for being cruel.

As I said before, in this era, wizards who are not ruthless are either sent to the stake or used as experiments by dark wizards.

After Merlin gave a few instructions, everyone prepared to disperse. As for the bodies on the ground, someone would naturally come to clean them up.

BrayBlake asked about the Muggles and Walber outside.

Then he learned from Merlin that Walber ran away after they came out, and the other Muggles were poor people under the Imperius Curse.

Merlin and the wizards in the tower removed the Imperius Curse for them, and used the Oblivion Curse to modify their memories, and then let them go.

After Blake understood clearly, he prepared to return to his laboratory.

Suddenly, someone said, "Mr. Brian... the teleportation magic you used just now, may I ask, did you share it with the tower?"

Blake turned around and saw the fiery eyes of everyone...

"No, I didn't." Blake said truthfully.

Someone else jumped out and said, "According to the rules set by Mr. Merlin, everyone who enters the tower to study should hand over all their knowledge, so..."

"Hehe. You want to learn my magic, right?"

"Hehe, it's not about whether I want to learn or not, but you have to abide by the rules of the tower... so..."

Blake almost laughed out of anger. He had never seen such a shameless person, and there were far more than one such shameless person.

"If you want to learn my magic, you can... But my magic can only be taught to those who are truly loyal to the tower. In my opinion, you are all just a group of blood-sucking insects, and you are not worthy of learning my magic."

"What did you say!" Everyone looked at Blake angrily, as if they were going to take action immediately.

"I've made it very clear, everyone... I've only been in the tower for less than two months, and the knowledge I've contributed is already hundreds of times more than yours. How long have you been in the tower? Half a year? A year? Or three years? Have you put even a piece of parchment on that bookshelf?"

Looking at the angry faces of the crowd, Black slammed his wand into the ground: "What? Are you not convinced? In that case, let's use the most ancient rules. If you beat me, subdue me, and use the Imperius Curse on me, I will naturally give you all my knowledge. But... relatively speaking, you have to bear my wrath."

Black stood calmly in front of the corpses, emitting terrifying magic power visible to the naked eye!

Everyone was frightened and took several steps back... What kind of monster is this!

In their concept, magic power has never been a visible thing, so why is it completely different when it comes to him?

Until then, these people woke up from their greed. The corpse lying on the ground was killed by the man in front of them.

How much stronger could they be than the man lying on the ground?

In other words, they were provoking a beast that they could not match at all!

"Sorry... I... I was wrong. I am not qualified to learn your magic for the time being..." Someone began to retreat.

When everyone saw someone taking the lead, they also apologized together.

Blake watched them leave quietly.Open, eyes full of disgust.

This group of people is a group of jackals.

Merlin, who had no time to stop all this, said apologetically at this time: "Brian, I... I didn't expect them to do this..."

Blake sighed and said: "Old Merlin... Your ideals are indeed great, but... you and I both know that knowledge is a sharp sword."

"Those who master the sword have the power to dominate people's lives..."

"Some people use this sword to save the world, while some people use this sword to do evil."

"So... Old Merlin, what type of people do you think the people recruited by the tower are now?"

After speaking, Blake took Delphi back to his laboratory.

Merlin looked at Blake's back, thinking of the jackal-like eyes of those people just now, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Maybe you are right... Brian, but... Alas..."

Old Merlin turned his head to look at the library he had carefully designed, but now it was in a mess, his face full of fatigue...

...

"Since the experiment was successful, then we should proceed to the next research." Blake took the previous ring blueprint and looked at it carefully.

Delphi suddenly asked: "Teacher... Just now you told Teacher Merlin that some people who learn knowledge use knowledge to do evil, and some use knowledge to do good... So, which type of person are you?"

To be honest, this question is very presumptuous.

However, Blake had told her before that she could ask him any questions, of course, whether she would answer or not was not certain.

Blake also looked at Delphi in surprise. This pure evil person actually asked himself whether he was a good person or a bad person?

"Me? I said I am a good person, do you believe it?" Blake said.

Delphi chuckled when he heard this. Good guy? A guy who killed more than a dozen wizards with a killing curse said he was a good guy?

"I said, your question is meaningless. Because you already have the answer in your heart. Even if I say I am a good person, you will not believe it."

"I only know that you must be a person with ideals, teacher." Delphi's eyes flashed with a hint of fanaticism.

"Ideals... I did have them before." Blake raised his head and recalled his original ideals.

Well, his original ideal seemed to be to be an adventurer and explore the world...

But now his ideal is to correct history and keep the future as he is familiar with. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Alas, it is really a troublesome thing... Blake has begun to miss Cassandra and the others.

Well, I also miss Alduin, the dragon maid who can be fucked.

Delphie asked tentatively: "Teacher... you have such a strong strength, I think there should be no one in this world who can be as strong as you, so... why don't you tryReach the top of this world?"

Black pondered: "Well, I did think about this question, but... after thinking about it, I think it's very boring..."

"Boring? How can it be boring?" Delphi said anxiously: "You are so powerful, there will definitely be countless powerful wizards willing to serve under you, and then the whole world will have to crawl at your feet..."

"Well, it's because it's too simple that I feel bored..." Black said: "Would you like to duel with underage wizards and enjoy the feeling of defeating them? No, because there is no sense of accomplishment. It can only waste my time..."

"You should know how precious my time is... In this case, do you think I will waste my precious time to do such a senseless thing?"

Seeing that Delphi still had doubts on his face, Black smiled and said: "When your ability reaches a certain level, you will understand that feeling... It's lonely at the top. ”

“Why can I get along so well with old Merlin? Because old Merlin is also a capable person, and we have a mutual understanding.”

Blake patted Delphi on the shoulder, “I look forward to the day when you can also experience this feeling…”

That being said, Blake knew that even if Delphi had reached this level of ability, she would not have such a feeling. The increase in strength would only make her crazier.

To be precise, it was this kind of madness that supported her to become stronger and stronger.

“Okay. Let’s not talk about the digression anymore. Next, we should study how to inject the characteristics of the Fountain of Life into the ring… This is also what you want most, isn’t it? "

Sure enough, when hearing about the Fountain of Life, Delphi's eyes were full of desire...

...[]

After hearing what Blake said that day, Old Merlin has been reflecting on his original intention and practice of building the tower...

As Blake said, he built the tower to allow more wizards to learn knowledge and make progress, and by extension, to enable the wizarding world to develop.

I also hope that my example can allow other wizards to put aside their sectarianism, sincerely communicate with each other, and promote each other.

But...I have never considered that there are extremely vicious people among wizards.

After gaining knowledge, these people will not only not help the wizarding world develop, but will use the knowledge they have learned to do more vicious things.

"I should have thought of it earlier..." Old Merlin lay weakly on his sofa. "When I was young, I also saw many vicious black wizards and many evil things they did..."

"The more knowledge a black wizard has, the more vicious he is, because they can do experiments... and in order to do experiments, they will collect experimental subjects by any means..."

"Using people as experimental subjects can only be said to be basic operations for these black wizards..."

"Alas...I was indeed too impatient, and I was so careless..."

Old Merlin suddenly shut his mouth because he found something that shocked him.

That is... it's not that he hadn't thought about this problem. On the contrary, he had thought about it when he first had the idea of ​​the tower. However, he was in a hurry to implement the plan at that time and deliberately ignored this problem.

Compared with the development of the wizarding world, the negative effects brought about by these wizards' evil deeds can be tolerated... He seemed to think so at the beginning...

Old Merlin covered his face, "It seems that I am also one of these so-called vicious wizards... I can't go on like this..."

...

Early the next morning, Blake sat in front of Old Merlin.

"Why are you so interested in having breakfast with me today?" Blake asked.

"Well... Brian, what you said yesterday, I thought about it for a long time last night. I know that the tower I built does have too many problems... I think, if possible, can you help me? "Old Merlin said hesitantly.

Blake also seemed to be an avid lab enthusiast. Generally, such wizards would not waste their time on other things.

So, Old Merlin had prepared to be rejected.

However, Blake did not refuse directly. He looked at the simple breakfast in front of him and did not answer Old Merlin's words. Instead, he talked about breakfast: "Your breakfast is not very good. Come with me..."

Old Merlin had to follow Blake to the outside of the tower.

The location of the tower actually has a very good view.

So, Blake did not go far, but took Old Merlin to a hill not far away.

Then, Merlin saw Blake take out various cooking tools, ingredients, etc. from his pocket...

"You are not thinking about making it now, are you?" Merlin said in surprise.

"Of course, don't be impatient, Old Merlin, it's not easy for me to cook. After you have tasted the food I cooked. You may never want to eat the things you had before."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it..." Old Merlin said, and conjured up a chair to sit down next to him.

But Blake grabbed his arm and said, "You can't just wait to eat. You have to help me."

"Ah? I want some too?"

"Anyway, to establish new rules for the tower, many factors need to be considered. Instead of sitting and talking, it's better to talk while cooking. Only in this way can the mind be more active."

Hearing this, Old Merlin didn't say anything more. He picked up the ingredients next to him and started to process them.

"You reflected all night last night, so you must have some experience. Can you tell me?" Blake's hands didn't stop, and the problem came.

Old Merlin didn't stop his hands and told Blake what he reflected on last night.

It's strange to say that while working and talking, he wasMy mind has become more active.

"Okay, then, according to your original plan, what do you plan to build the tower into? What do you hope the wizarding world will develop into in the future?" Black continued to ask. .