Create the Age of Magic

In an unremarkable small restaurant in Lien City, a friendly couple are working hard.

Horn, look at that couple. They are not bad. After they came to Len City, they often help the poor who can't survive. What do you think of them?

Outside the restaurant, a young man with short brown hair and long black clothes pointed at the restaurant and said to another young man beside him.

It looks good, but how did you determine that they are witches? Even I can't easily find the witches who want to hide themselves.

The person who spoke was a young man with dark hair but light blue eyes, holding a thick notebook in his hand, and a pair of round-frame glasses on the bridge of his nose. If his clothes were not so shabby, the first Looks like a shy scholar at the moment.

He is Horn Memherin.

I already knew that. I have eaten bread from them before. The young man pointed at the couple and said:

The boss is very easy when he lifts heavy objects, but his strength is very small. The boss lady can move small objects with her mind. This is what I found when I went to their house to investigate.

Horn pushed his glasses and asked the young man beside him with a wry smile, You went directly into their house to investigate?

The young man in the long black coat was Enoch and said with a light smile:

It wasn't because you said you were looking for a witch companion that I was interested. After you finished talking to me, I remembered that the boss might be a witch, so I went to verify it. It turned out that he was not only a witch but also a witch. His wife is also a witch.

Enoch giggled, with a smug expression on his face, like a little puppy begging for praise.

Seeing Enuo's expression, Horn shook his head helplessly and laughed, patted Enuo on the shoulder and led him away from the small restaurant.

Let's come back tonight.

For him, the more fellow witches, the better.

...

It was getting late, Horn and Enoch came to the small restaurant.

The door was open, and a curly-haired man in a black deacon uniform was recording something in a small notebook. Horn was familiar with this outfit, and he was the black-clothed deacon of Beifengshen Church.

Horn's heart sank when he saw the black-clothed deacon. Did the presence of the deacon mean that the couple had been exposed within this afternoon?

Excuse me, where is the boss and the proprietress of this store? Enuo stepped forward and asked with a solemn face. He still had a glimmer of hope, even though he already knew what happened in his heart.

The deacon in black looked arrogantly at Horn and Enoch and said: The lackeys of those two wizards have been burned to ashes by the divine fire, you two and...

He couldn't move before he finished speaking, because Horn's hand was already on his shoulder, and the tiny electric current kept flowing through his body, making a slight crackling sound, making him even have to call for help. not!

The eyes under Horn's glasses were frightening, and he put his face close to the black-clothed deacon's ear, suppressing his anger and asking in a low voice:

Tell me who reported the two of them, and I will make your death easier.

Pooh!

The deacon in black spat at Horn and stared at Horn fiercely, wishing he could bite two bites into Horn's body and swallow them into his stomach. He would never speak to Horn anyway.

Horn wiped the saliva off his body with the deacon's clothes in black, and spread out his palms to emit a scorching red light. Didn't it mean that the couple were burned to death by the divine fire? Then I will also let you taste the feeling of being burned by the fire.

Enoch came over, pressed Horn's palm and said, Don't be impulsive, I have a way to make him speak.

Half an hour later, Enoch came out of the room and nodded to Horn, indicating that he already knew who made the report.

Horn was silent for a while, and pulled out a thin wooden stick from his clothes. A fireball the size of a human head burst out from the tip of the wooden stick, hitting the small restaurant where only the deacon in black was present.

Amidst the violent flames and explosions, Horn and Enoch turned and left without looking back. The magician never looked back at the explosion.

...

A scimitar-like light blue moon hangs high in the dark night sky. The light blue moonlight is splashed on the earth, and everything on the ground is covered with a dark blue halo.

There is a small tavern in the west area of ​​Lien City. The tavern's business is booming, as usual.

Sitting in the center of the tavern, Li Karl ordered a silver coin and a bottle of high-end wine very generously, and tasted it in small sips. He had been coveting this kind of high-end wine that the nobleman drank for a long time, but he had no money to buy it.

Drinking the expensive wine, Li Karl was so happy that he even wanted to sing.

The reason why he was so happy was because he reported two damn witches this morning, and as a reward for reporting witches, the church gave him twenty gold coins.

Those two witches were a young couple who had just moved to Len City. Although they helped the impoverished Li Karl a lot, who made them damn witches?

Can the witch thing be called persecution?

As the elite of the North Wind God Church, the North Wind Knights were extremely efficient. They reported in the morning, and the two damn witches were tied to the stake at noon.

The flames ignited, and the eyes of the couple were full of fear and hatred, but Li Carl didn't feel any discomfort, just happy.

Who made them witches?

If you don't want to be treated like this, don't cast this child!

Weighing the heavy purse in his hand, Li Karl couldn't help smiling.

The reward of twenty gold coins is a huge sum of money for him who is poor and clinking. You must know that one copper coin can buy a large loaf of black bread, and one loaf of black bread is enough for him to eat for a day, and twenty gold coins can be exchanged for enough money. Two thousand coppers!

With money in his pocket, Li Karl naturally wanted to reward himself. He was idle all day long and had no source of income. Reporting a wild witch would allow him to live a worry-free life for a year or so, so why not report it?

It's a pity that there are not many witches and heretics, so Li Karl is not too rich.

As for work?

It is impossible to work!

Li Karl was intoxicated drinking the wine, when suddenly there was a strange impulse from his stomach, which made him hiccup, and the loud hiccup was accompanied by a small wisp of flame!

The eyes of the entire tavern were strangely focused on Li Carl.

Did he breathe fire just now?

fire-breathing...

witch!

Li Karl looked at the strange eyes of the crowd and realized what they were thinking. He stood up abruptly and shouted at the drinkers around him:

No, I'm not! I don't!

But just after he finished speaking, he burped again, and another small wisp of flame spewed out.

Li Carl was about to argue with the crowd when a bald man sitting next to him punched him on the bridge of the nose, slamming back his words, and then the whole tavern crowded around, you Li Karl was knocked out with a punch and a kick.

When Li Kar woke up again, he found himself in the middle of the square, tied to the stake!

My lord, please listen to my explanation, I am really not a witch.

However, the deacon in black who gave him the gold coins with a smile yesterday did not answer his words, but just looked at him indifferently with eyes like looking at maggots, and pressed his well-maintained palms on Li Karl's chest, and then from his A light blue flame emerged from his hand.

This is the sacred fire used to burn sinners!

The fire is spreading on him!

It hurts!

Stimulated by the severe pain, Li Karl sat up straight and gasped fiercely, his eyes were pitch black, and he was still in his own home.

call……

It seemed like he was dreaming, Li Karl breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as those things were not real, but who are these two people sitting beside his bed now?

A burglar broke into the house?

What do I have to steal?

Oops my twenty ducats...

Li Carl was about to shout when he saw the guy in black among the two put his hand on his head,

The moment the hands touched, a burst of dizziness struck, Li Karl's consciousness gradually blurred, and finally fell into a deep sleep...

How could he wake up... Didn't you say that he has fallen into your illusion? Horn said dissatisfiedly to Enuo.

Probably he encountered something terrible in the illusion, obviously I just gave him a little hint. Enoch scratched his head and said to Horn.

There's something humiliating about being a witch who's masterful in illusions and waking a normal person out of illusions.

While talking, he kicked the sweet Li Karl out of the bed, and sat on it himself. Li Karl who was kicked out of the bed was still addicted to sweet dreams, and this time he slept very soundly.

Then let's continue to operate, I hope he doesn't see it. Horn pushed his glasses and said.

What can he see with this black light? Anyway, he won't live for a few days, so don't worry. Enuo said, spitting on Li Carl's body.

The two of them took a few bottles and cans and some strange powders and fiddled with Li Karl's table for a long time, and finally made a small lump of crimson suspicious paste in Li Karl's rice bowl.

Enoch squeezed the chin of Li Carl who was sleeping, and poured the suspicious substance into Li Carr's mouth.

Okay, you're done. If there are no accidents, this guy will definitely become a temporary witch tomorrow. Horn said as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The kind that breathes fire. Enoch added beside him.

This was made by Horn based on the formula obtained from the teacher before. Its function is to increase the affinity of fire witches to the fire element.

However, the side effects of this potion are very strong, and it will cause slight burns to internal organs. Even Horn himself, who is a witch with fire attributes, would be very uncomfortable to drink this potion.

The effect on ordinary people is probably three or four days of unstoppable fire-breathing.

Hmm... it's a small flame spray.

For wild witches, it is a slight burn within three or four days, but for ordinary people, the stomach and throat may be cooked after three or four days...

So for this Li Carl, whether he was burned to death as a witch because of spraying small flames or burned to death by potion three or four days later, he would die no matter what.

Of course, if there is a choice, Horn still hopes that he will be tied to the stake and burned to death by the church, because that is how the couple died. In Horn's eyes, being tied to the stake and burned to death is the saddest way to die !

So Horn will never let Li Karl go!

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, blood for blood, nothing more!

Looking at the audience who is still rich, the old master will give a collection and a recommendation to support it, haha,

The first chapter has been slightly changed. If the audience master thinks it is not acceptable, I will put the original version back.