Tomorrow was the day to teach the new knowledge to those wild witches. Horn had already made all the necessary preparations. He was confident that he could impart a large amount of knowledge to those wild witches in a short time.
He had squeezed Enoch's labor to make the preparations. He asked Enoch to help old Douglas with the work while he prepared his lessons.
Horn found that being a leader had many advantages. Annie and Enoch took on many trivial matters, leaving him more time to study magic.
As the sun set, there were fewer pedestrians on the street. Horn said goodbye to Aunt Mays and was about to close the shop.
Just as he was about to shut the door, a delicate hand stained with blood pressed against it!
It was Ian Parker!
"What happened to you?" Horn exclaimed in surprise. It was the first time he had seen Ian Parker in such a sorry state.
"Let me in first and then I'll tell you."
Ian's voice was extremely hoarse. He wasn't wearing his favorite tawny overcoat but a set of brown short - sleeved clothes.
Horn quickly stepped aside to let Ian into the yard, then found a rag and carefully wiped the bloodstains off the door.
Once in the yard, Ian Parker leaned on his knees, gasping for breath, then slowly sat down. It seemed that he was seriously injured.
"What on earth happened? How did you end up like this?" Just two days ago, Ian Parker had still looked gentle and elegant. Now he was a completely different person.
"The Troll didn't die. He defected. Except for me, Azalea, Wyvern, Coffee, and Glutton should have been captured." Ian Parker said with difficulty.
Hearing this, Horn's face darkened instantly, and faint electric sparks and flames flickered on his body!
As a third - ring wild witch, he had far more magic power in his body than other wild witches. Once his emotions got out of control, such an abnormal phenomenon would occur.
"How could he not die? He was just an ordinary wild witch. How could he withstand a second - ring magic!"
The Arcane Bolt spell would definitely kill an ordinary wild witch without any problem! Even a first - order professional might not be able to withstand it!
"How should I know how he survived? It should be related to his ability. He never told us about his ability!" Ian said in a deep voice.
"Is it okay for you to come here now that you've been exposed?"
Safety came first. If he had been discovered, then he couldn't stay in the carpenter's shop.
"There should be no problem for the time being. No one noticed me." Ian said confidently.
"How did you get injured then?"
Horn was a bit puzzled. Since no one had noticed him, how did he end up in such a state?
"I sensed from afar that the Troll was coming here with a large group of North Wind Deacons. So I quickly changed my clothes and jumped out of the window to escape. I got these injuries when I jumped out of the window."
Ian said somewhat sheepishly.
"... You still had time to change your clothes... Just rest here for a while."
Horn was extremely angry at the moment, but he was also a bit speechless about Ian's situation.
"Before I rest, I have something to ask of you." Ian grabbed Horn's sleeve and said seriously:
"My library has been exposed, but the other wild witches don't know about it. I need you to inform them to change the meeting place!"
Excluding the Troll and Ian Parker, and the four captured wild witches, Horn still had to inform nine wild witches. The remaining nine were Snowflake, Voice, Match, Marshmallow, Black Dog, Smiley Face, Stone, Hoe, and Breeze.
Horn was glad that Ian Parker hadn't been captured. If he had been, then tomorrow's meeting might have been the death - day for more wild witches!
Even they might not be able to guarantee their escape!
After all, if the Troll had defected, then the Church must have known that the Wicked Face was among these wild witches! Maybe all the White Deacons in the city of Leon would be mobilized!
These nine people were scattered all over the city of Leon. Hoe and Stone were in the countryside around Leon, in different directions. So it would take a lot of time just to inform each of them!
After informing everyone, it was already dawn. Horn and Enoch returned to the carpenter's shop. After everyone washed up, they headed to the execution ground under old Douglas's surprised gaze!
The execution ground was in the middle of the city of Leon, a large square. In the center of the square stood dozens of wooden stakes as thick as a baby's head, which were the execution racks used by the Church to burn wild witches.
Apart from his own execution when he was eight years old, this was the first time Horn had come to the central square to watch a fire execution.
He had to come because these wild witches had almost become his companions!
For companions, if one couldn't save their lives, at least one should witness their deaths!
And in the future,
Get back what was owed from the Church with interest!
It was already noon. The central square of the city of Leon was crowded with onlookers today because it was said that the Church was going to burn four evil wild witches!
Did they really hate wild witches?
Not necessarily.
Most of the lower - class people in Ceylon knew that wild witches deserved to die, but they didn't know why.
In fact, they didn't care why the wild witches died. They just looked forward to the moment of a person's death!
Because according to the Church's doctrine, they were superior to wild witches!
They were just here to watch the show.
Horn, Ian Parker, Annie, and Enoch also mingled among the onlookers.
Ian Parker seemed to be lost in thought. He had spent the most time with the four people on the execution ground and had the deepest feelings for them. He had seen too many wild witches being burned to death and was even numb to it!
Annie covered her eyes and dared not look. She had never watched an execution before because her mother thought it was inappropriate for a girl to watch such things.
Horn stared at the execution ground extremely seriously. This was his second time at the execution ground. The first time, his parents had sent him to the Church. He had been tied to the pillar at the back, watching the people tied in front being set on fire one by one, and finally it was his turn!
He wanted to watch carefully and remember every step of this execution!
The time had come, and the execution was about to begin!
The four wild witches were wearing heavy shackles and only a tattered linen robe. They were successively fixed to the four front - most wooden stakes.
The Church used wooden stakes to burn wild witches because the flames ignited by their divine power would only burn the body and not damage the wood.
This was also one of the miracles the Church had always boasted about.
Now that the masks and robes that had concealed their identities were gone, Horn finally saw their true faces.
Azalea was a woman in her thirties. She was good friends with the Troll. She never expected that the Troll would send her to the execution rack to save his own life!
Wyvern was a city - gate guard, and Coffee was a minor noble. Both of them had their heads down and didn't want to look up.
Glutton was a chubby boy of sixteen or seventeen. He loved to eat, so he named himself Glutton. He was crying all the time!
Horn had once hoped that these wild witches could put down their guards and remove their disguises in front of him.
But it shouldn't have been in such a situation!