Come to another world and become a lord

When Carl came to the wizard's tent outside the city, he seemed a little confused. He looked at the tent in front of him and felt that he was not in a barracks, but in a circus. The exterior of the tent was made of heavy dark blue canvas with golden star maps and mysterious symbols painted on it, which made people feel mysterious and eye-catching.

The top of the tent is high, decorated with tassels and small bells. Whenever the breeze blows, the bells will ring gently, making a pleasant sound of silver bells, bringing people a sense of tranquility and peace. At the entrance of the tent, there are strings of brightly colored beaded curtains, which sway gently in the wind, making tiny collision sounds, as if crystals are dripping.

"This tent... seems to be of very high specifications~"

Alia on the side frowned and showed a disdainful expression:

"These mages always like to do these flashy things. It's pure vanity."

The moment he opened the tent curtain, he felt as if he had stepped into a mysterious space. The interior of the tent was decorated very elegantly, with all kinds of mysterious divination tools and sparkling crystal balls placed around it, and a thick Persian carpet on the ground, with a circle as the base point, and embroidered with gorgeous and symmetrical patterns. There was a faint fragrance in the air, a fresh aroma mixed with lavender and sage, and the candlelight swayed up and down in the tent, as if there was a sacred tranquility.

In the center of the tent, the female wizard was sitting in front of an exquisite low table, kneeling on the ground, holding a magic book in her hands, flipping up and down, and each page she turned brought a breeze. Her long hair was loose, gently tied up by a simple golden headband, revealing her beautiful face. She was still wearing the thin and sexy dancer's dress, and seemed to be completely unaffected by the cold weather in the north. Everything here seemed out of place with the outside.

"Carl Flandall~" After seeing Carl, she closed the book and smiled meaningfully.

"What is your name, Master?"

“Just call me Amira,” she said softly.

"So, what is the important matter that Lady Amira wants to talk to me about?" he continued to ask tentatively.

Amira glanced at Carl, then put down the book in her hand, brushed the hair hanging by her ears with her hands, and continued:

"It's nothing serious. I just want to live in your territory."

"Living in Rick County?" Hearing her words, Alia raised her head in surprise.

But then I heard the wizard continue:

"I need you to build a wizard tower for me in the inner city of Rick Castle. It needs to be at the center of the tower and connected to the main castle. It needs to be higher than all the buildings, and the view from the top of the tower must be able to overlook the surroundings."

As she spoke, she handed a piece of parchment to Karl and continued:

“This is a basic facility requirement for this tower.”

Carl took the paper and looked at it for a while. It was a detailed list, which listed everything that the tower needed to include, including an alchemy workshop, a library, an apothecary room, an empty room for setting up magic circles, as well as bedrooms, kitchens, and so on.

"It will be completed within a month." She continued, "We will also need 5 to 10 servants to take care of it."

"Is this what you want?" Carl asked.

“Yes,” Amira says. “But I need to make one thing clear. I am simply living in Rickburg. I am not your subject. There are no obligations or responsibilities between us. And you have no right to interfere with anything I do while I am here.”

After hearing her words, Karl frowned slightly, and then asked:

"What if you commit a crime and kill someone in Rickburg?"

After hearing Karl’s words, she first looked at Karl quietly again, and then replied with a slight smile:

"That means killing~"

Alia on the side couldn't help herself anymore and raised her voice unconsciously:

"Don't you think this is ridiculous?"

And Amira just continued calmly and gently:

"Is it ridiculous? It's just a matter of strength. If I commit a crime, you can try to arrest me, provided that you have the ability to do so."

Having said this, she paused for a moment, then burst out laughing:

"Please, I'm just a scholar, not a bloodthirsty murderer. As long as it doesn't endanger my life, I'm willing to abide by the so-called legal rules under normal circumstances."

Scholars? Scholars would not release terrible magic to kill fully armed soldiers. Carl held his chin with his hand, thought for a moment, then nodded and said:

"Hmm~That makes sense."

After hearing Carl's words, Alia leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"Let's put aside her requests. If the church knew about hosting a wizard in their territory, they would never allow it."

The church? If you don't mention it, you'd forget it. After King Philip left, the bishop and the high-ranking priests left with him, leaving only two new nuns with a very low presence to look after the church. This also meant that in the two months that Karl was in power, the church had almost lost its influence on Rickburg.

"Are you saying that the church and mages don't get along?"

"It's more than just discord. The purpose of the church's long-term witch hunt is to drive people related to magic out of the human world."

For some reason, Carl didn't feel strange at all after hearing what Alia said. The church was against magic and hunting down wizards. What a familiar plot. However, he still asked:

"So, what are their reasons?"

"The reason is simple. In the eyes of the church, there is only one kind of power in the world that is just, and that is the divine power bestowed by the God of Light, Tarant. So-called magic is considered evil by them, and all wizards are demons who sold their souls in exchange for power."

"Hmm~" Carl nodded thoughtfully. This was not surprising at all. In essence, the church's move was actually to safeguard the right to political discourse. In the final analysis, it was still a struggle for power.

After Alia finished explaining to Carl, she stood up and said to the female mage:

"You should know that the church has never allowed secular lords to have any intersection with mages."

“Of course I know that, so we have to keep a low profile as much as possible and not let the church find out.” Amira said this with a mischievous smile.

"You asked to build such a conspicuous tower, but you still hope it can go unnoticed?" Carl suddenly asked back.

But then Amira continued:

"This is something you need to consider, Lord Rickburg. As for the tower...mages have their own reasons for needing the tower~"

At this moment, Alia suddenly said:

"Let me sort this out. You came here for no reason and asked us to spend money to build a house for you and provide servants, and you still refuse to accept our control?"

Amira sighs, then looks back at Arya.

"Little girl, there is one thing I hope you understand. The so-called princes and nobles never come into contact with mages, not because of the church's ban, but because they are not qualified. And don't forget, I helped you win a battle."

"But if I remember correctly, it seems that you came here on your own initiative, and we didn't ask for your help. We can win without you." Carl replied from the side.

"Indeed, but I hope you understand that I can help you as well as that fool Morton. I believe he will never refuse the help of a wizard now."

This is a threat, but so what? In the face of absolute power, there is no logic at all. The other party's face is full of confidence, but this expression completely annoyed Alia.

"Maybe you have powerful magic, but no matter what, you are still just a human~" Alia said this with a hint of murderous intent on her face.

"Well, you can try~" But the female mage still looked indifferent.

At this moment, Karl suddenly clapped his hands and said:

"No problem, but isn't it a bit unrealistic to complete a tower of this size within a month?"

Amira chuckled at his words.

"Don't worry, Baron. Since I said one month, it can be done. You just need to prepare the materials and find a good craftsman. I will also assist you when the time comes."

After leaving the tent, Alia suddenly asked:

"Why should you agree to her request?"

And Carl replied casually:

"Because, a wizard coming to Rickburg is a deterrent in itself."