Chapter 87

These civilians of Muzobra City, pleading for Syan's clemency, were mostly unknown to Syan.

Only a few in the front row vaguely reminded Syan of the subterranean humans he had encountered during his mission to collect the green-jawed feathers.

At that time, for Syan, it was merely a matter of giving some of the green-jawed feather flesh, which he found difficult to carry, to these humans.

But for these humans, the timely appearance of the green-jawed feather flesh saved nearly a thousand of them from starvation.

As Syan had thought at the time, these subterranean humans were reluctant to eat the flesh of magical creatures.

They almost sold all the green-jawed feather flesh, using the money to buy cheaper edible moss from the underground, thus surviving the harsh period when their crops were destroyed.

Encouraged by these hundreds of civilians, more and more people who had been helped in the past gathered around.

Muzobra City had a population of 300,000. With the black mages about to be exterminated, these subterranean humans were about to be "liberated."

They would be transported to the surface by airships manned by knights and mages from the Holy Tower and the Knight Hall.

Although the high-ranking knights and mages, who were above level one, might not truly care about the lives of these civilians, this was still a part of the mission to exterminate the black mages.

After the mission was completed, both the Holy Tower and the Knight Hall would record and evaluate the success of the mission to exterminate the black mages.

With 300,000 civilians, when they all gathered, a few knights who were unaware of the situation thought that all these humans had been helped by Syan.

In fact, the human circle in Muzobra City was very small.

They were mere ants under the oppressive and cruel rule of the black mages.

In such a dark and hopeless environment, even a slight kindness from a black mage apprentice was like a ray of sunshine, warm and noticeable.

Even Syan himself did not realize that his unintentional act of kindness had such a significant impact on these ordinary civilians.

In fact, Syan's kindness to these ordinary civilians was not limited to the one-time donation of green-jawed feather flesh.

During his three years as an apprentice, Syan's bi-monthly college missions sometimes involved contact with the ordinary humans of Muzobra City.

Compared to other black mage apprentices, Syan had a sense of底线, which made his personality stand out and shine among the black mage apprentices.

Therefore, when he was being challenged by these powerful knights, the first to speak up for him with courage were these subterranean humans.

Of course, a significant factor was that these knights from the surface were quite gentle and respectful to these weak civilians.

They were a group of knights who were more principled and law-abiding.

The collective voice of the subterranean civilians finally moved the silent silver-armored knight, who was the leader of the group.

He used his long spear to stop the yellow-armored knight from putting the magic-restraining shackles on Syan.

He removed his silver helmet, revealing a shiny bald head.

This was a bald, muscular man with a rather stern expression and black eyes that were piercing.

"Black mage apprentices are not all corrupted by the evil black mages; they are also victims," the bald silver-armored knight said.

"Among them, there are some with good intentions. We have seen a few during our time in the underground, and a few have even been taken as disciples by the mages of the Dawn Tower." He referred to the surviving low-level and beginner apprentices in the Shadow Valley.

The situation of the beginner apprentices is not worth mentioning, but the few low-level apprentices chosen by the mages of the Dawn Tower were mostly young and had not been thoroughly corrupted by the dark atmosphere of the black magic academy.

Because they were more ambitious and self-reliant, a few college-educated mages of the Dawn Tower could not resist their love for talent and took them as disciples.

Publicly, these mages claimed they wanted to guide these black mage apprentices back to the right path.

"Why did you help the civilians?" the silver-armored knight asked Syan as he approached him.

His overwhelming strength and the oppressive aura were enough to make anyone with ulterior motives reveal themselves.

Syan was only in his early twenties, while the silver-armored knight had fought in other dimensions for hundreds of years. Therefore, he trusted his judgment.

In response to the silver-armored knight's question, Syan did not put on any act. He answered almost as if he were speaking from his heart: "I don't think of them as civilians; I just see them as people, and I am also a person."

Syan's response seemed to make the surrounding air pause for two seconds.

Then the silver-armored knight burst into laughter, different from the mocking laughter of the level one knights who had laughed at their comrade Jick being injured by a black mage apprentice. This silver-armored knight's laughter was more open and hearty.

He wanted to pat Syan on the shoulder, but on one hand, Syan, who was 1.8 meters tall, was relatively short for him.

On the other hand, he was worried that he might not control his strength and hurt Syan.

In the end, he just tucked the silver helmet under his arm, gestured to Syan, and said, "You want to see the tower mages? Come on, I'll take you to Master Midich."

"I am also very curious about that desert world, not just the tower mages," the silver-armored knight said, leading the way into the city.

Syan, without any hesitation, followed him.

Of course, before leaving, Syan did not forget to bow slightly to the group of Muzobra City humans who had prostrated themselves to plead for his clemency.

At this moment, Syan realized that his mindset had changed.

What is the true essence of magic? In the pursuit of magic, does one need to go to any lengths, even to the point of despising and ignoring life, like the black mages?

Syan wanted to ask his mentor, Moses, this question.

With the wisdom of his mentor, Moses, he would surely provide some guidance to Syan.

But where was his mentor, Moses, now?

...

The Muzobra City of the present had changed drastically from what Syan remembered.

The once majestic city was now nearly half in ruins.

According to the silver-armored knight, they would soon completely demolish and bury Muzobra City.

The center of the underground world of the dark region was about to become a thing of the past.

"My name is Baktar. If you successfully become a full-fledged mage in the future, you can find me at the Earth Sword Knight Hall in the Endless South Sea of the Wizard World. I have high hopes for you," the silver-armored knight said as he led Syan to a stone building in the eastern part of the city, near the central core area.