From Wild Mage to Wizard King

Although she was talking about her past, Anna's heart was not very disturbed. On the contrary, she was calm, or numb and sober.

However, she was awake, but Hela was a little annoyed inside.

What kind of stupid country, soldiers died fighting for the country, and future generations will end up like this?

You have money to hold a banquet, but you don’t have money to pay subsidies, right?

Hela pursed her lips, emptied the money bag filled with gold coins in the space bracelet, and then put the copper coins piled aside into it.

Then, she took out the money bag, grabbed Anna's hand with her left hand, put the money bag in her hand with her right hand, and said.

"Here's some money, let's use it."

Anna held the money bag and whispered.

"Thanks."

Regardless of whether Hela had any malicious intentions or not, she did not have the capital to refuse.

Hela sighed, took a step back, and disappeared.

As Hela disappeared, so did the magic she used to hide traces. The boy standing next to the garbage dump also saw Anna wearing a windbreaker and holding a small bag in her hand. He ran over quickly.

Standing in front of the polluted river, Hela stood beside Roland in a somewhat depressed mood.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, don't keep it in your heart."

Roland said lightly.

"What I just did, does it make sense?"

Hela lowered her head, looking at the corpses floating in front of her on the polluted river, and whispered.

"I can only help them temporarily, but not forever. Moreover, I can't help many people. I can't change anything."

As he spoke, Hela glanced around, and what came into view was countless struggling hardworking people, as well as extremely heavy and suppressed negative energy.

She is just a fourth-level spellcaster and cannot change the situation in the entire East District.

This is the will of all the ruling classes in Ginza. The prosperity and glory of Ginza do not come without a price, and the East District is a necessary sacrifice.

Not to mention Hela, even Roland now can't even think of changing everything by himself.

Unless Roland can crush the legends now, attack directly from the outskirts of Ginza in front of the Silver Throne, kill the legendary old antiques of the Silver Empire, use absolute violence to force them to give up their interests, and change everything in the East District.

Roland touched her head and whispered.

"It's not your fault. At least you just saved a life."

Hela raised her head, looked at Roland, and opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

When she hesitated, she remembered what Roland had taught her before.

The mouth is on the body and is used for talking. She doesn't say anything, so how does she know it won't work?

Thinking of this, Hela asked.

"Is there any way to help them?"

Roland was silent for a while, looked at Hela, and asked.

"You want to help them? Why? You should know that this kind of thing is not just an exception in this world. Even if you are a legend, you can't save everyone."

Hela met Roland's cold eyes and said firmly.

"This is what you taught me. Don't neglect doing good deeds because they are small. If you can save one person, then one is one. Shouldn't it be treated like this just because you can't save everyone?"

Looking at the determined Hela in front of him, Roland's tone was a little cold.

"So, what are you willing to do for this?"

Hela was also a little frustrated when she heard Roland's cold words.

Everything she had now was given by Roland, so there was nothing she could give.

"Are you willing to use all your cultivation resources for the next year to save them?"

Roland's cold words reached Hela's ears.

Hearing Roland's words, Hela quickly raised her head and looked at him.

Roland, who felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Hela, said with a straight face.

"Just tell me if you want to, why are you watching me?"

"I do."

Hela nodded and responded.

After Hela nodded, Roland also turned around and looked at the polluted river in front of him. Then, he stretched out his right hand.

Third-ring spell—wide-area purification.

Countless light spots that were difficult for ordinary people to detect poured out of Roland's hands and flew around.

As the light points fell into the river and the surrounding civilians, the pollution and influence caused by the alchemical wastewater quickly disappeared under the power of purification.

Then, Roland turned around and walked down the river, and Hela followed behind Roland, releasing purification spells in a decent manner.

The two of them first thoroughly purified the entire river, the largest channel for the spread of pollution. While erasing the pollution from the alchemical wastewater, they also briefly purified the river. At the same time, Roland also spent some effort on every step. Temporary purification arrays were installed at the drainage outlets that discharged alchemical wastewater.

After completing the purification of the river, Roland and Hela also walked silently on the vast East District, covering every corner of the East District with purified light spots.

Whether it was the boron room on the ground or the dark corners of the sewer, Roland and Hela walked through it all. It took them several days to complete the purification of the entire East District.

After completing the purification of the East District, Roland and Hela did not rest. They changed out of their smelly plain clothes, left the East District, and went to the neighboring East District. It was not as prosperous as Ginza on the surface, nor was it reduced to rubbish like the East District. Dui, an ordinary southeastern district like other cities in the Silver Empire.

Roland had a clear goal and wasted no time. He walked directly through the complicated neighborhoods and arrived at a clean and tidy parish.

The parish in front of him was not as luxurious as the Ginza Central Cathedral, and the building materials used were the same as those of the surrounding houses, all of which were ordinary and had no special materials.

The only difference was that the buildings in the parish were not so crowded, and they were all well maintained, and the environment was particularly clean. Combined with various clean and simple religious buildings, as well as the quiet priests and believers coming and going, it gave people a sense of long history, solemnity and sacredness.

Roland glanced at the symbols carved at the entrance of the parish.

The Temple of the Pantheon and the Dawn, a poor knight group that spreads hope and glory.

This ordinary parish is the headquarters of the Glorious Knights in Ginza.

As a knight group named after poverty, the Glorious Knights were indeed very poor at the beginning of their establishment, but due to their devout faith and strong combat effectiveness, the Glorious Knights were valued by the Pantheon. After discussions and rulings within the Pantheon, the status of the Glorious Knights was officially confirmed.

Relying on the various privileges of the religious knights, including tax exemption and free travel, as well as the gifts from the nobles and the wisdom of the knights within the knights, the Radiant Knights quickly became wealthy.

However, although they became wealthy, the Radiant Knights still abided by the precepts. In addition to maintaining the normal operation and expansion of the knights, most of the money they obtained was invested in charity. Even the headquarters was not made very glamorous.

They are the knights with the largest number of orphanages and relief homes among all religious knights.