Wizard, I have a different world

Just like Charlene said, within a few days, news of the collapse of the frontline army came.

Some people even discovered that the real nobles and upper-class people in the royal city had fled the city at some point.

For a while.

There was chaos in the city.

"count."

Butler Terry spoke in a low voice:

"A few people in the manor did not come to work today. I asked people who are familiar with them. I guess they will not come again in the future."

Nowadays, the team leaving the royal city stretches for more than ten miles, and no one will choose to stay if there is a way.

The same is true for the employees on the estate.

"Um."

Karl nodded and sat down, took a sip of the drink, and said slowly:

"The situation is unstable recently. Those who are willing to leave can leave at any time. Don't forget to pay people their wages."

"Well..."

"Are you planning to leave?"

"The Earl is joking." Terry shook his head:

"It's safer to be here than to leave. Besides, the Kingdom of Cologne has always had the habit of treating nobles well."

"You better hope so." Karl smiled:

"There are many empty rooms in the manor. Those who have not left can stay temporarily without having to travel back and forth."

It is not safe in the city now. It is said that the city guards are forcibly arresting young and strong men to use them to fill the army.

And there are some people who take advantage of the situation and rob others.

Staying at the manor also ensures safety.

"yes."

The trie should be:

"The earl is kind to others. He will definitely be blessed by God and avoid the disasters of war."

"Heh..." Karl chuckled, picked up a pastry and put it in his mouth, chewed it for a while and said slowly:

"Who made this plate of pastries?"

"A new cook is proficient in making various snacks." Terry explained:

"This kind of snack is called osmanthus cake. It is made with oil, flour, osmanthus and milk. It is a specialty of the Sak Kingdom."

"Yeah." Karl nodded:

"Call her."

"yes."

Terry should be.

Not long after.

A woman in her thirties, wearing a gray cotton coat, walked into the restaurant and knelt down on the ground.

"Farmer...peasant woman, I have met the Earl!"

"Keep your head up."

The woman raised her head tremblingly, revealing smooth skin and beautiful facial features that were completely different from those of a hardworking man.

Karl's eyes were deep and he asked:

"What's your name?"

"Go back to the earl," the woman replied in a low voice:

"Farmer Woman Patricia Sia."

"From the Kingdom of Sark?"

"yes."

"The dim sum is well made." Karl picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, inspected it briefly and sighed softly:

"It would be better if there is no curse."

?

The woman suddenly raised her head, her eyes flashing coldly, and then the aura on her body changed.

Previously, the woman was a peasant woman who had never seen the world. The only special thing was that she looked better.

Now.

An aloof and arrogant aura appeared on her body, which even simple clothes could not hide.

"To know the curse, it seems that he is a mortal who has been in contact with the wizarding world." Looking at Karl, the woman said in a cold voice:

"It's a pity that you have already eaten the food!"

"Who are you?" Terry's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted out:

"Somebody come!"

"Someone come quickly!"

"Forget it." Karl waved his hand:

"It's useless to call people over. There's no need to waste this energy."

"That's right." The woman sneered:

"I am a trainee wizard. I have power that mortals cannot control. If you obey and offer your wealth, you may not be able to save your life."

"Heh..." Karl chuckled and shook his head:

"So it's for my wealth?"

"Let's not talk about the agreement between wizards and gods. As a foreign wizard, didn't you first contact the local wizard organization?"

"What do you mean?" The woman's eyes flickered, and a golden needle appeared in her hand:

"You think you can threaten me by knowing a few people from the wizard organization?"

"No." Karl sighed:

"If you have been in contact with the local wizarding organization, you should know who the owner of this manor is."

?

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to have guessed something. She threw the golden needle forward and turned around to run away.

"Peng!"

An invisible force fell from the sky, crushing her legs and causing her to kneel heavily on the ground.

As for the golden needle thrown at Karl, it was burned into golden juice by a flame without even touching his clothes.

"ah!"

Screams sounded.

"Dark wizard..." Karl looked cold:

"The robbery happened on my head. I really don't know what to say."

"Spare your life! Spare your life!" The woman looked frightened and kowtowed desperately to the hard rock ground:

"My lord, please forgive me, the peasant woman did not expect that you turned out to be a noble wizard."

"If I were not a wizard, but just an ordinary person, I would have been cursed, and I would not be able to control my life or death." Karl said in a cold voice:

"If you do something like this, you must bear the consequences."

"No!" Feeling the piercing murderous intent coming toward her face, the peasant woman trembled and shouted hurriedly:

"If you kill me, my mentor will not let you go!"

"Your mentor?" Karl raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand gently, and the staff from the peasant woman floated into his hand:

"Let me see where he is."

Stroking the staff gently and following the breath on it, wisps of flames gradually appeared in the field and formed a portal.

Three-ring wizard - Gate of Fire!

Carl stretched out his hand to the door, and with a light click of his five fingers, he pulled a figure over from more than ten miles away.

"Patrick!"

The man who was caught was a middle-aged man with an unremarkable appearance. He arrived at the manor in a flash.

He first looked at the woman in the field and asked subconsciously:

"What happened?"

The woman was already stunned.

Space witchcraft!

This... this is a witchcraft that only a three-ring great wizard can perform. Is there a three-ring wizard in front of her?

Despair rose in her heart, her body softened, and she collapsed directly to the ground.

"It seems that they are not master and apprentice, but husband and wife."

Carl's voice was cold:

"It just so happens that the consciousness separation technique in the lich method is short of materials, so you can be the test subjects!"

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Somewhere in the void space.

Holding a scepter, Alfred August slowly walked to a stone step and looked up.

At the end of his sight, there was a pitch-black, deep, all-devouring black 'sphere'.

On this sphere, he could feel a feeling similar to that of meeting a god.

Supreme will!

This sphere represents the authority of the Green family.

"Respected elder."

With the blood of a demigod, Alver knelt on one knee respectfully on the stone steps:

"I long for your help."

Something in the void seemed to tremble slightly, and then a huge sound resounded through the void, echoing in his ears.

"The ancient contract still exists and cannot be violated."

"Elder." Alver looked up:

"I want to trade!"

"An enemy of the Green family is in the Eastern Kingdom Continent. I can send him to you in exchange for the August family's people to go to the Kalim Continent."

"..." The voice hesitated:

"Karl?"

For countless years, the Green family has had countless enemies, and not many of them can be remembered by 'it'.

Fortunately, most of the enemies are in the Kalim Continent, and there are not many in the Eastern Kingdom Continent.

"Yes." Alver nodded:

"Karl Bergman, he seems to have become a third-level forbidden knight, and his wizard training is not bad."

"Forbidden knight?" The voice was rippled:

"Yes!"

The Green family may not care about Karl, but the secrets contained in such a rapid improvement in cultivation in such a short period of time are worth the price.