Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

Wizard: I can extract all things Text volume 138: There are six people in this group of people who rushed out of the confrontation. They all look young, the eldest is only in his early 20s, a knight, and the rest are apprentice knights .

As soon as they came out, they spread out to both sides, forming a battle formation with a zigzag structure, staring at Heath with a look of alertness.

The leading knight asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here at Oriel Manor?"

This knight is the oldest among them, but he is only in his early 20s. He has a national face, thick eyebrows, and a sword-holding appearance. In fact, it reminds Heath of the kind of traditional justice knight depicted in the biography. .

Heath Road: "This is my manor."

But you guys, what do you mean by appearing in my manor for no reason?

The leading knight froze for a moment.

Then he frowned and turned his head to ask a knight apprentice next to him, but saw the knight apprentice looking at Heath suspiciously, and vaguely heard things like 'I don't know him' and 'I haven't seen him'.

The face of the leading knight suddenly turned cold: "You lied, this is the knight of Baron Aurier, he doesn't know you at all!"

After hearing this, Heath understood, the feeling is that the Lord has returned.

He remembered that the servant who introduced him to this manor had vaguely mentioned that it was actually the hunting estate of a certain noble. It seemed that these people should be the original owners.

The leading knight said: "Now order you to leave here immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

As he spoke, he immediately activated the energy of life in his body, and a layer of silver radiance immediately appeared on the surface of his body, but this radiance was obviously still very dim, and it seemed that he was a knight who had just been promoted.

Heath frowned slightly.

He looked at the sharp swords of the knights, then swept left and right, his eyes fell on a small tree next to him.

He took two steps to the tree, reached out and grabbed it, and broke off a branch that was two feet long.

Then, without talking nonsense, he grabbed the branch and walked forward, only to hear a 'ding ding dong dong' sound combined with a scream.

In a moment, the group of knights staggered to the ground.

The crowd was stunned.

Except for Tiffany, who had seen Hiss's extraordinary swordsmanship, the rest, whether girls or knights, had no idea that Heath was so powerful at such a young age.

The knight lay on the ground and said in shock and anger, "You... Who are you?"

Heath was too lazy to care about him, and took the girls back to the house on his own.

However, the knight immediately struggled to stand up and raised his sword again: "As long as I have a breath, don't even think about stepping here."

Heath was bored.

Since it is a troubled world now, we should speak according to the rules of troubled times. No one has big fists.

I was going to give this knight a little color, but it was at this moment.

"Da da da..."

There was a sound of footsteps, and a seven or eight-year-old girl appeared at the door of the room.

"Lord Spencer Knight, what happened..."

The knight's expression changed, and he hurriedly scolded: "Nina, go back quickly, go back to the house!"

The little girl looked at the knight, looked at the apprentice knight lying on the ground, looked at Heath, and then ran into the house in a flash.

Soon...

"Da da da!"

"Quick, everyone, go out and help!"

"Spencer Knight is injured!"

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} "Let the women and children go back into the house!"

A screeching noise followed by a chaotic footstep sounded,

A large group of people rushed out of the house.

Most of them are men, and there are also some women. What is especially surprising is that there are some children and even some old people. Since returning this time, these two groups are the first time Heath has seen live of.

They held brooms, mops, rolling pins and other messy things, and stood with the knights with grinning teeth, a posture of sharing the enemy and retreating together.

The apprentice knights blushed and stood up one after another.

The knight shouted: "Go back quickly, this is not the place you should stay, the battlefield is the battlefield of the sword-wielding man!"

A man said: "Not now."

A woman said: "We can also help."

The crowd joined in.

"If the enemy dares to come up, I will let him taste the taste of a rolling pin!"

"Together we will!"

"Stay here together!"

Heath frowned.

I just wanted to go home and get some sleep, but things got complicated...

...

Through communication with this group of people, Heath learned about these knights, who these people were, where they came from, why they were here, and so on.

These knights originally came from different families in the Na'vi Kingdom and served different nobles.

It's just that in the earlier melee, their respective lords died and their families were destroyed. After the chaotic era began, 'killing them all' has become commonplace.

Knights who lost their lords and families became wandering knights without owners.

There are many such situations at this time. Some knights find their noble nobles again, some knights become robbers, some knights simply become kings by themselves, and some knights will do some righteous things to try to help others.

These knights are the latter.

They are wandering around in these chaotic times, doing what they think is righteous according to their character, fighting robbers, helping refugees, and so on.

Probably by fate.

More than a month ago, a group of refugees who fled was attacked by robbers. Several knights from different regions happened to be nearby, so they offered help and helped the refugees.

After this incident, the group of like-minded knights simply formed a gang.

Once the number of people increased, it would not be suitable to continue wandering around in the wild. In addition, the refugees also needed to be resettled. At this time, someone among the knights proposed to go to their family's hunting village, so everyone brought the refugees here.

And then there's the previous scene.

...

After a while, in the manor, in the study.

In the study, Heath was sitting at the desk sorting out some materials, preparing for the upcoming wizard sprint.

"Dong dong dong!" At this moment, a crisp knock sounded on the door.

Heath said: "Come in."

The door opened and Tiffany appeared at the door of the room.

At this moment, she took a bath and changed her clothes. Although it was just an ordinary burlap skirt, her complexion was still much better.

She took out a piece of parchment and handed it over: "I have arranged the girls' rooms and functions. This is their respective work and area. Do you need to take a look?"

It was impossible for Heath to manage more than 30 girls by himself. After entering the mansion, he chose a person in charge from among the girls. From the looks of it, this educated girl was undoubtedly the most suitable.

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} So after consulting her, she temporarily became the Heath's housekeeper.

Heath shook his head: "No need."

Tiffany continued: "The other group of refugees and knights have already rearranged them to live in the annex, and they have no opinion. Do you think there is anything else that needs to be instructed?"

After figuring out the whole story, Heath thought about it, and proposed to give them the annex of the manor, and everyone shared the manor.

After all, the manor was so big that he couldn't live in it all by himself, so it was absolutely unnecessary to drive them out and drive them to a dead end.

This world is already dark enough, despairing and suffocating enough. It is rare to have such a bright and bright place of human nature. Not to mention going up to help fuel the sky, but there is no need to kill it and make this world forever. Fall into darkness?

Although he himself does not have the ability to create light for the world, he is still very happy to see someone doing good deeds.

Heath shook his head: "No need."

Tiffany looked at Heath, with a little less guard and a little more doubt in her expression.

She couldn't help asking: "Are you...are you a good person or a bad person?"

Heath looked at her, wondering why.

Tiffany said: "It is illegal to buy and sell slaves. How can people sell them as goods?"

"To deal with those slave traders, anyone with a sword should draw a sword, but you are complicit in them, condoning their bad deeds, and fueling their arrogance."

"But just now you sympathized with a group of homeless refugees..."

She couldn't understand: "What kind of person are you?"

Heath looked at her in amazement, and was very inexplicable that she would ask such an inexplicable question.

But looking at her age, it seems that it is not difficult to understand. Little girls like to use simple good and evil to define right and wrong in the world. The world view is black and white.

After thinking for a while, Heath asked, "I remember you are a nobleman, do you have servants in the family?"

Tiffany nodded: "Yes."

Heath asked again, "What do the servants do?"

Tiffany replied, "Doing laundry, cooking, cleaning, helping with work in the castle."

Heath continued to ask, "What about room and board?"

Tiffany deserved it, and even said with a little pride: "We live in the castle's room. We will distribute the leftovers to the servants, and few servants will feel hungry."

Heath said, "What do the slaves do? What do they eat?"

Tiffany answered truthfully: "Laundry, cooking, cleaning, helping..."

Her voice stopped abruptly before she finished speaking.

She was startled, her expression froze.

After thinking for a while, she justified: "We are different, we are nobles, we saved people from the slave traders in Shinora, so we..."

Probably because she also realized that her defense was too pale and weak, and she couldn't go on talking about it.

Before this, there were no 'slaves' in this land, because slavery had been overthrown for hundreds of years, and all slave traders were villains who were to be executed, and the darkness that the world hated.

Tiffany had never seen a 'slave' before, and of course it would not be caught in the philosophical speculations it is now.

Heath took a pitying look at her increasingly pale face: Poor baby, think about it slowly.

Then he got up and left.

Go to the wizard level!