In the meditation room on the second floor of the Golden Wheat Sheaf Wizard Tower, bright crystals emit steady soft light, and silver-white incense birds rise, bringing a calming atmosphere.

Colin sat cross-legged in the center of the meditation room, slowly opened his eyes, and exhaled a breath of thick air.

'The growth of blood energy and magic power has slowed down, and the same is true for the soul and body... It seems that the benefits brought by the fusion of will and spirit should be completely digested in a few days.'

'And as Claire said, compared to some time ago, the strength of his soul has been further improved, and his magical power is already comparable to that of a third-level high-level wizard... dual cultivation of witch and knight, he is really domineering!'

Colin sighed, stood up, and prepared to walk out.

Although the improvement in strength was gratifying, he did not forget that Tilaimei outside was being hit by heavy rains, and there were still many things that needed to be dealt with by him.

But when Colin opened the door to the meditation room, he was suddenly startled.

'Why...didn't you hear the sound of rain?'

As if thinking of something, he suddenly took steps towards the nearest window!

"The rain has stopped!"

"It is bright!"

"Haha! The rain stopped..."

As the distance got closer, the noisy sounds in Golden Wheat Sui City also reached his ears through the window.

‘The rain has stopped?’ Colin’s eyes brightened slightly and his steps became a little faster.

The next second, when he saw the golden sunlight shining through the window, he couldn't help but smile!

'The rain has really stopped! What happened during the time when I was meditating to restore my magic power?'

"Colin, you have finished your meditation and I am about to find you."

Just when Colin was puzzled, Lilian looked at him at the corner of the corridor and said in surprise: "Come to the conference hall quickly, Mr. Claire is also here, there is important news from the front line!"

"Did the Supreme Councilor prevent these extreme weathers from continuing to come?" Colin was slightly startled, but quickly came to his senses and asked.

"That's right!" Lilian nodded lightly, "But the specific situation is probably more complicated than you think. Come on, let's go to the conference room first."

Colin raised his eyebrows and quickly followed Lillian.

Five minutes later, Colin learned everything.

"The seventh supreme councilor..."

In the conference room, he was sitting in the main seat, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Yes, the seventh supreme councilor...the seventh supreme councilor who has never appeared." Claire couldn't help but sigh, "I knew there couldn't be only six supreme councilors! After a thousand years, there must be more.

More wizards are touching that realm!"

"In any case, the weather crisis has been resolved now. After dealing with the impact of the heavy rain, the Tireme Plain will be back on track." Atbold said at the side.

"Yes, the wheat has been harvested successfully. As long as it doesn't rain, everything can return to normal."

Colin breathed a long sigh of relief, then turned to look at Claire and said, "In this case, there is no need to trouble Mr. Claire to help dry the wheat."

"Yes." Claire was not polite, and continued after a pause: "I will stay on the Tireme Plain for two more days. If no accidents happen, I should rush to the front line in two days."

"Three gods and popes have fallen, and three black towers have collapsed, with most of them damaged. Now is a good time to pursue victory!

The Supreme Council also thinks so and has continued to increase its efforts to recruit wizards to the front line."

Colin nodded, "Then I wish you a smooth trip in advance!"

"Yes." Claire nodded, with expectation in his red eyes.

The next few people chatted for a while, and then dispersed to deal with their respective tasks.

In the afternoon, the Tireme Plain was still humid, and the half-day sunshine could not completely eliminate the impact of the heavy rain.

Claire couldn't wait and went to help Colin disperse the moisture in the drying fields across the plain so that the newly harvested wheat could be dried as soon as possible.

"Thank you for your help." Colin controlled the force field hand to push the water on the grain drying field to the ditch aside.

"You're welcome, I promised to help you dry all the wheat, but now I just changed the method." Claire shook his head and reached out to take out the moisture on the drying field in front of him.

In just the blink of an eye, the originally wet grain drying field suddenly became as dry as if it had been exposed to the sun for several days.

The two work together very efficiently, and it often only takes a few seconds to finish a huge drying field.

After doing this, the two of them rushed to the next location in tacit agreement.

"Those wheat-harvesting machines, if I'm not mistaken, are some special large-scale witchcraft tools?" During the flight, Claire suddenly asked curiously.

"Yes." Colin nodded.

"What a genius idea..." Claire sighed, "I never thought that witchcraft could be used to harvest wheat before."

Colin smiled and did not answer.

In fact, it's not that wizards like Claire aren't smart enough to come up with such creations.

It's just that in a world where great power belongs to oneself, people's underlying thinking logic is completely different from that in previous lives.

There is strength in numbers, and unity is strength... This may not always be true in this world.

For the superiors in this world, words such as water can carry a boat or capsize it are nonsense!

As long as one's own strength is sufficient, the boundless power can naturally suppress everything!

Therefore, in this world, few people will turn their attention to the people at the lowest level. The direction of wizards' research on knowledge is mostly focused on obtaining stronger attacks and stronger defenses.

What about making wheat harvest faster?

They will only ask why the serfs are not allowed to harvest, and they will only feel that investing precious energy and time in it is a waste.

"What is that?" Claire said suddenly, looking somewhere.

They were currently located in a small city called Xingsi in the Kingdom of Beth. To be more specific, it was above the square in the center of the city - during the wheat harvest season, this place would also be requisitioned as a drying ground.

Colin followed Claire's gaze and was slightly startled.

In the center of the square, a group of knights were carefully moving a huge object wrapped in gray cloth from the carriage beside them. Through the gray cloth, a human figure could be vaguely seen.

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The four knights each raised a corner, worked together, and carefully placed it in the center of the square.

boom.

The gray cloth object fell to the ground smoothly, making a dull sound. The knight on the side wiped his sweat. The leader took a step forward after breathing for a moment, stretched out his hand and uncovered the rope wrapped around the gray cloth.

call--

The breeze blew and the gray cloth rustled, quickly revealing the true appearance of the object below!

The object is all gray and white, the color of rock. It has a huge circular base with a circle of exquisite wheat ear patterns engraved on it.

And above the base, stood a familiar figure.

He has medium-long hair, a tall nose, a sharp and handsome face, and a tall body.

"It turned out to be my statue..." Colin was stunned.

"Want to take a look?" Claire looked at him and smiled.

"No need... um... let's go take a look." Colin shook his head subconsciously, but quickly changed his words with a smile.

As he looked at the statue, he had complicated emotions in his heart, which were a little strange and a little uncomfortable.

"Lord of Tilaime!"

The two of them did not hide their figures and fell slowly. After the knights next to the statue saw Colin's face clearly, they were a little unbelievable at first. The leading knight even turned his head and looked at the statue several times for confirmation before reacting.

, and quickly fell to the ground.

"Get up." Colin smiled, looking at his sculpture next to him.

The posture depicted in the sculpture is that he slightly raised his left hand, holding a grain of wheat, tilting his head slightly, and looking into the distance.

The level of craftsmanship is not bad, it can even be considered excellent. At least in terms of the restoration of the appearance, it is basically exactly the same as him.

"Who carved this sculpture?"

"It's the Dupont Mason." The leading knight quickly replied.

"I remember that I never ordered the Kingdom of Beth to erect a statue for me... Is this an order from the king?" Colin asked again.

"No, the great Lord of Tireme, this was decided by everyone." The leading knight paused and continued to explain,

"The stone statue in Xingsi Square has been broken and collapsed due to disrepair for a long time. A new stone statue is needed in the square. The Lord of the City solicited opinions from all parties and finally chose you as the object to carve out this statue to be placed in the square.

Statue."

"That's it." Colin nodded lightly.

"Great Lord of Tilaimei, don't you like it..."

The leading knight plucked up the courage and asked again, "If you don't like it, I can tell the city lord to remove this statue."

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"No need." Colin shook his head and explained, "It would be too wasteful to make another statue, so let's leave it like this."
To be continued...