Chapter 356

Arkaim.

"Is it really enough to just walk around the city?" Murphy asked. "I'm quite free recently, we can go further."

"No need, in my current state, going far away is just adding trouble to you." Sophia was in a white dress, wearing a small hat, holding a parasol, and wearing sunglasses. "It happens to be cloudy today, so just accompany me for a walk on the street. Although I grew up here, I haven't really toured the city properly."

Looking up, he saw Murphy staring at her without blinking. "What's wrong? Is my outfit strange?"

"No, I just suddenly felt that I should let the laboratory speed up the research to solve the vampire's defects."

"Why?" The Empress was puzzled.

"You've almost wrapped yourself into a zongzi." Murphy shook his head. "What a pity."

Sophia had basically completely transformed into a vampire and started to be allergic to sunlight. Strong ultraviolet rays would directly burn her skin, so even when going out on a cloudy day, she was fully armed, with almost no skin exposed.

The Empress was slightly embarrassed. "Doesn't it look good?"

"It looks good," Murphy said. "Let's go out to play at night next time. It's summer, I'm afraid you'll be hot."

Sophia probably understood what he meant, and her face was a little red. "Aren't you also wrapped up tightly?"

Murphy was in his usual black robe, but he didn't care. "There is a cooling spell on this clothes. You touch it."

It really was. Sophia put her hand on Murphy's arm and actually felt a cool sensation like cold water.

But if you are afraid of heat, wouldn't it be better to wear less?

"That won't do," Murphy said. "Have you ever seen a Dark Lord wearing shorts? It's too demeaning!"

Sophia was between laughter and tears, but it was also very comfortable to have a human-shaped air conditioner by her side in the summer. She held Murphy's arm. "You admit that you are the Dark Lord?"

"Anyway, many people have already called me that." Murphy said.

He used missiles to blow up half of the Union members. Although there was no evidence, many people still defaulted that it was Murphy who did it. After all, a Muggle missile inexplicably and accurately killed so many wizards; no matter how you say it, it couldn't be a coincidence.

Moreover, they were all preparing to deal with Murphy. Murphy was the biggest beneficiary of their deaths. Plus Murphy's influence in the Muggle world, it seemed that only he could do such a thing.

Suspicion does not need evidence. This matter has basically been recognized in the Wizarding World.

Murphy certainly denied it, but he didn't care at all. His state of mind at this time was very relaxed.

If I kill them, I kill them. What can they do to me?

They walked down the holy mountain along a small path. The most prosperous streets of Arkaim were on the hillside. Although they could use the Lightning Crow to teleport there, there was no need. It was just a walk, and the scenery on both sides was also very good, so they walked.

The buildings in Arkaim mixed many styles. Some looked extremely simple, while others were very gorgeous. A thousand years of time left countless traces in this city.

Walking on the street was like watching an architectural exhibition.

"Interesting, every time I come to Arkaim, I have a feeling that I have traveled to the past." Murphy said.

"Then, am I an old antique in your eyes?" The Empress asked a fatal question.

"Not at all, you are a little fresh flower." Murphy smiled.

The Empress was amused by him, circled his arm and leaned closer, then thought of the topic just now, a little worried.

"Aren't you afraid of being enemies with all the wizards? What if they destroy your Muggle industry and ruin your plan?"

The dead wizards had nothing to do with the Soviet Union. The Empress was not a justice guardian with a strong sense of morality and didn't think there was any problem with Murphy's methods. When dealing with enemies, is there any difference between using Avada or missiles?

As for being locked in Azkaban? It might not be more humane than Avada.

It's just that if the fact that Murphy killed so many wizards is confirmed, then he will inevitably become the enemy of all wizards, which is very unfavorable to his plan.

"The Wizards' Union is just a mob." Murphy said. "Since I can destroy them, naturally I can't let them easily unite again."

"What are you going to do?" The Empress asked. "Hasn't the British Ministry of Magic already withdrawn from the Union? You should find it difficult to exert influence on them? Or are you preparing to let the British Ministry of Magic join the Union again?"

"Since the British Ministry of Magic has withdrawn from the Union, there is no reason to go back." Murphy said.

"But, who says there can only be one Union for international wizard organizations?"

"The Wizards' Union was born because of the Statute of Secrecy, but the Statute of Secrecy is about to exist in name only."

"Those guys I killed wanted to deal with me, and also to imitate me, to become me. Once desire is stirred up, it won't disappear easily. They are dead, naturally there will be other people standing out, especially when they realize that the Wizards' Union is not invincible, and the Statute of Secrecy is not an iron law."

"I don't want anyone to grow strong by feeding on my flesh and blood, but I hope that more wizards can become my fellow travelers. These guys are not naturally my enemies; they just need guidance, a leader, and someone to point out that bright road to wealth for them."

The Empress opened her eyes wide. She had guessed what Murphy wanted to do.

How can this person always come up with so many strange methods to turn enemies into friends, pull opponents onto his chariot, and make everyone willing to be driven?

"I am preparing to establish a Wizard Alliance. This alliance is not supported by a utopian ideal, but by binding everyone together through real interests."

"In this alliance, the Statute of Secrecy will be rewritten, and I will provide wizards with huge interests that are compatible with the 'magic' trait they possess."

"On one side is the Wizards' Union requiring everyone to hide the existence of magic cautiously, and on the other side is joining the Wizard Alliance, under my rules, to obtain unprecedented wealth and status."

"I believe most wizards know how to choose."

The picture of a small country with few people and idyllic pastoral life is beautiful, but that is a realization after having played enough with debauchery and luxury.

For those who are truly trapped in the countryside and unable to extricate themselves, all they see is mud and suffering.

Being trapped in nature and returning to nature after seeing the prosperity are completely different.

What Murphy wants to give wizards is such an opportunity to get rid of that small utopia and see and even control the prosperous world.

Not everyone is Dumbledore.

Murphy believes that not many people will be able to refuse such an opportunity.

"Wizard Alliance... Can Arkaim also join?" The Empress asked.

"What silly things are you saying," Murphy smiled. "There is only one British Ministry of Magic, how can we form an alliance? Arkaim is naturally a founding member."

(End of chapter)