Three years ago, "Intermediate mages" were not characters that could be easily dismissed. Mages who could reach the level of Intermediate usually had the backing of nobles. How could it be like now, where money and resources could be easily taken care of?
Roddy had now experienced the benefits of centralization of power. His impression of demolishing land to build high-rise buildings was probably no better than this.
He turned to look at the nearby Berg Village. The villagers were being gathered by the soldiers of the "Hovela". Looking at their trembling faces, Roddy could understand their feelings. Most ordinary farmers would be scared to death when they saw a giant airship hovering over their heads for no reason.
"Everyone, we need to do a headcount, and we will not harm you in any way. On the contrary, we will give you compensation and enough food. You don't have to worry …"
There were mages explaining to them. Roddy and Crupus did not interfere. The two of them walked up to the simple magic tower and took a look at the things that Mage Carlton had left behind.
To be honest, the things in the lab looked like family heirlooms. If they were used for testing or spell research, it was no wonder that he was stuck at the level of Intermediate. If he continued to work hard, it would be difficult for him to advance to Advanced in his lifetime.
"This idea, to be honest, is a little crazy, but it's obviously more feasible."
Crupus reached out to touch the badly worn tables and chairs. "I just don't know if the 'Plane Magic Circle Research Department' can keep up with the progress."
"For now, there shouldn't be a problem."
Roddy walked to the window on the fourth floor of the tower. There was no glass here. The so-called "window" was a hole dug out. The villagers not far away should have already accepted the conditions. They began to walk to the bottom of the "Hovela" and were transported up by magic.
They looked back at the village reluctantly. It was almost time to harvest the fields, which meant everything to the farmers. However, when they boarded the 'Hovela', they saw mountains of supplies in the cabin and quickly calmed down.
After all, Prime Minister Roddy came here personally, and he would not harm the villagers of a nameless village.
"Don't leave the dogs and livestock behind! Take them all! "
The mage on the other side shouted, and the soldiers began to hurriedly pull the livestock up one by one. For a moment, there was chaos, and it was very lively.
Krupps raised his eyebrows. After thinking for a moment, he chanted a spell in a low voice. After an invisible wave spread out, the livestock obediently fainted. This way, it would be much easier for the soldiers to move them.
"Alright, let's begin the next step."
Roddy saw that all the people and animals had boarded the Hovela, so he let the mages proceed with the next step of the plan. They moved more than ten nodes of the magic circle and surrounded the village. As the coordinates were confirmed, the magic circle was activated, and a light screen suddenly shone into the sky.
Wizard Clayton, who had already walked far away, turned his head back and saw that the entire village had been covered by this light veil. Following that, the houses and farmlands gradually disappeared from sight.
He wasn't in the mood to go back and take a look, because the agreement he had just signed was related to this aspect. Although he was extremely curious about what his Wizard Tower would become, Wizard Clayton still complied with the agreement. He boarded the carriage to the train station and never looked back.
So, he didn't know that a village exactly like Berg Village had appeared in the half plane of the Pasha Magic Tower three days later.
This time, everything was no longer an illusion. The wheat fields were real, the rivers were real, the houses were real, the chickens and ducks running around, and the watchdogs were also real. Similarly, the villagers who slowly woke up in their houses in the early morning did not realize that they had entered the half plane because their memories of the past three days had been erased. One by one, they continued with their daily lives.
At the same time, in the Wizard Tower that stood at the edge of Berg Village, an "apprentice" woke up.
Talia opened her eyes and looked at the simple ceiling for a few seconds. Then, she suddenly sat up.
She felt that there was a lot of information in her head, but when she thought about it carefully, it was all a blur. She couldn't remember the specific things at all. It was like the feeling after waking up from a dream. At first, she could still remember some images clearly, but as time passed, those images became difficult to recognize. The only thought that Talia could remember was a sentence that kept echoing in her mind:
"Don't be controlled, don't forget, never forget!"
She repeated this sentence in a low voice, but it felt like there was no beginning or end. She had no idea what the reason was, and why she had to remember it.
Turning her gaze to the front, Talia narrowed her eyes. Where was she? Why was she lying here?
This was a simple dormitory, but the conditions were far better than that of an ordinary farmer's family. There was a notebook and a bookshelf beside her. She quickly flipped through it and found that it was filled with notes on the basic principles of magic.
Talia's heart believed without any hindrance that it was her writing. At the same time, she did not doubt how she could understand Bringan.
At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door. Naifei pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing Talia standing in the room, her face instantly lit up. "Thank God! You're finally awake! "
Talia stood still and looked at her like a wooden pillar. After a few seconds, she suddenly said slowly, "You're … Naifei?"
"What's wrong? Talia, are you feeling unwell? "
Naifei walked over and continued, "Lord Ethan said that you fainted because of the potion, but it's nothing serious. Do you have a headache now?"
"Potion? What potion? "
"When Lord Ethan was experimenting, the potion bottle you were holding suddenly exploded, and then you fainted too … Have you forgotten? I helped you wipe your clothes yesterday, but because there were many tasks in the laboratory, I didn't do anything when I saw you sleeping peacefully. "
Talia was confused. Only then did she realize that there were traces of the potion on her chest. When she heard the name "Ethan", she seemed to remember something, and it was related to magic.
Looking at Naifei now, she did not have much doubt. She frowned and replied, "I … I feel like I've forgotten a lot of things? W-where are we? "
Hearing this question, Naifei's face became serious. "Wait here, I'll go ask Lord Ethan. The problem seems to be a little serious."
With that, she left the room. Before Tyrion could say anything, "Wizard Ethan" quickly walked over. Seeing his face, Tyrion did not feel unfamiliar at all. Instead, she instinctively felt a sense of respect.
She hurriedly got up and involuntarily bowed. "Lord Mage."
After bowing, she was stunned for a moment because she realized that she could not remember where she learned these etiquettes.
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