The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 185 - 133: The Maniac Who Hates Magic and the Difference Between Peasants and Slaves (4118)_2

Chapter 185: Chapter 133: The Maniac Who Hates Magic and the Difference Between Peasants and Slaves (4118)_2

Ivita nodded, "Then I will revoke your slave status."

"Since you can read and understand so much, from today onward, you can find some clerical work you can do within my territory."

Tartax looked up in surprise.

Why had his deliberate attempt to provoke Ivita not angered her, but instead, resulted in her releasing him from his slave status?

Tartax, puzzled, said, "But, Lord, I am the slave you purchased."

"Actually, no money was spent," Ivita said, waving her hand, "You were just a tag-along to that female slave. Releasing you poses no loss to me. Even if there were some loss, I would still release you, because my territory cannot accommodate a slave."

"A slave appearing within my territory brings damage, far exceeding the slave’s purchase value and the value he can provide me."

"From today onward, I am just your lord, not your master. You are a free person now, Tartax."

"Because of your knowledge, you may sit in my carriage."

Tartax was perplexed and hesitant to sit down. "But, Lord, a person must treasure their property to govern their territory well."

Ivita shook her head. "You do not understand."

"Slaves, which have low economic benefits, are worthless."

"Let me ask you, between serfs, hired workers, and slaves, which is more valuable to a lord?"

Tartax felt a sense of absurdity as he realized that the wizard before him was testing him. "Naturally, the slave has a higher value."

"If a lord can turn his subjects into slaves, they will definitely do so."

Tartax added, "The lords of Sylimia are constantly thinking about how to centralize power to make their subjects appear more like slaves."

"That’s not it, Tartax," Ivita said: "In fact, serfs are much better than slaves. That’s because serfs have to pay their lords when they marry, inherit property, move houses, build new houses, use a mill, open up wasteland for farming, or go for a bath in the river."

"Simply put, when a lord owns slaves, he uses his own money to purchase these people and continues to spend money to ensure their survival."

"On the other hand, for serfs to do anything or acquire any rights, they have to pay their lord for those rights."

"They have to pay taxes to the lord when they marry, and pay the lord when they inherit someone else’s property."

"Even if I wish it so, I can tax them for trimming a lawn in their courtyard."

"The existence of serfs and slaves are completely opposite. By giving dignity back to slaves and turning them into serfs, they are the ones who need to pay the lord, rather than the lord providing slaves with supplies to look after his own property."

As Tartax listened, he unconsciously sat down. After Ivita finished, he pondered earnestly for a moment and then said: "It’s a novel view. Most lords rack their brains to make their civilians poorer, more akin to slaves."

"Yet you believe, having civilians become slaves would instead impair a lord’s interests."

Ivita laughed, "Of course, by the way, can you make the calendar you mentioned earlier?"

There are calendars on Earth too.

The lunar calendar is a typical example.

But creating calendars requires knowledge in many fields. If I really have to make it myself, honestly, I don’t know how.

Tartax shook his head, "This kind of job can’t be done by one person. It requires surveyors, many clerks, and a team of at least two hundred scholars."

Ivita furrowed her brows. "Then forget it."

"Anyway, my territory doesn’t rely on farming for development."

Tartax sneered inwardly. What a small baron’s territory with a ridiculous wizard lord.

What could he possibly expect from this person?

Even if this wizard is somewhat more enlightened, he likely considers these matters trivial

Tartax could only bring his value among larger lords.

He must find a way to leave here.

The other party has granted him freedom and removed his slave status, but perhaps this is for the better.

It makes it easier for him to find an opportunity to leave the ridiculous wizard lord’s side.

Ivita told the old witch, "I estimate that by tomorrow noon, we will be back in Baron Moro’s territory."

"In the meantime, I’ll try introducing the wraith into the mirror."

"As for the Demon Hunter in the mirror, I plan to deal with him with Black Wolf once we return to my territory."

He placed five ogre fingers on the Candy House Mirror, and under Ivita’s control of magical power, the residual souls flew out one by one, circling around the mirror’s surface, but they were reluctant to enter the interior of the mirror.

Upon seeing Ivita using magic, especially the more evil necromantic spells, Tartax showed clear disdain and disgust in his eyes.

’I thought this wizard might be special, but he’s just another wizard after all.’

’Learning magic does affect one’s intelligence.’

’If this wizard had chosen not to study magic, he might have made a good lord.’

Someone was already utterly biased.

However, when Ivita mentioned Baron Moro’s territory, this fellow’s eyes clearly showed excitement.

’He is Ambros’ western guardian!’

’Great, my destination would inevitably cross his territory.’

Ivita noticed the thrill flash in his eyes.

This man of unknown origin seems to need something from his territory.

His territory is the only way to Ambros from the west. Many people enter Ambros through there. Is this man meeting someone?

If that’s the case, then the person he is meeting must be of no small status.

Ivita remembered something. Pan God had told him that those who would enter Ambros at this period were all support for the two factions in Ambros.

So, who exactly is this man disguised as a slave to bait big fish coming into Ambros at this time?

Well, Ivita wanted to observe him secretly, confirm his identity, and ensure that it would not conflict with Pan God’s plans.

If it had nothing to do with Pan God’s plans, then let him be.

He had not spent any money on him anyway.

So Ivita lowered his head again, looking at the magic book the old witch had written while trying to transfer the spirit into the mirror.

On the back of the mirror, a spell had been written in his blood.

The five residual souls hovered around the mirror, forming a soul halo, but each time a soul was about to enter the mirror, it was repelled.

Ivita tapped the mirror with his finger, "It seems it will take some time to incorporate the spirit into the mirror."

The Old Witch added, "That’s just the first stage."

"The second stage requires your soul to connect with the Mirror Spirit, and in the mirror, combine the spirit material into a Mirror Spirit."

"In the third stage, you need to nourish the Mirror Spirit to make it more powerful."

"You will spend the longest time in the third stage when your soul will form a Spirit Knowledge Mist structure."

"And in the second stage, the potential of the Mirror Spirit changes the most."

"The rarer the material given and the more perfect the spell is, the greater the potential of the Mirror Spirit. Of course, the mirror can be changed at any time during the third stage. The mirror is like the shell of a turtle, protecting the Mirror Spirit Thing, and can be replaced if there is a better one."

Ivita listened and nodded, understanding.

He would soon finish the first stage.

But the difficulty begins with the second stage.

Ivita also noticed the disgust and apain on Tartax’s face.

This fellow was almost a maniac who hated magic, just like various maniacs on Earth in his previous life.

Where did he come from?

...

The next day, at noon, Ivita and his group arrived at Baron Moro’s castle as expected.

At this time, to express their respect for the lord, Knight Griffin, Black Wolf, and five knight attendants including Blanton all took the initiative to welcome them outside the city.

Then, the first thing Ivita said when he got off the carriage was to have everyone add 8 toll stations on the mountain road between the mountains.