The Necromancer in the Wizarding World

After a deep sleep all night, Matthews slowly woke up in the first rays of sunlight in the morning. The maid Mia's voice sounded gently in his ears: "Master Matthews, you are awake, do you need me to prepare water and clean clothes for you?"

"Okay, thank you." Matthews responded softly. He felt his body was much more relaxed than last night.

He sat up slowly, ready to bravely face all unknown challenges. Although his head was still a little heavy, he knew that he had to take a firm step to gradually adapt to and integrate into this new environment.

Matthews finished washing up quickly and skillfully, and then with the help of the maid, he put on his clothes and shoes, and tidied his hair to make sure he looked his best.

He couldn't wait to push open the door, full of anticipation and ready to explore this new world full of unknowns. He took a deep breath, felt the breath of this world, and his heart was filled with determination. He knew that from this moment on, he would start a new life journey as Matthews Albert.

The jewel-like blue sky enveloped the horizon, seeming to swallow up all the light, appearing deep and mysterious. The light white clouds danced freely in the sky like works of art.

The air is fresh and pleasant, without a trace of dust. The sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves and falls on the ground, forming a beautiful interweaving of light and shadow, bringing a warm and comfortable feeling to this land.

In the distance came the sound of brisk horse hooves, accompanied by the hearty cheers of the people. Their laughter and shouts were full of sincerity and naturalness.

Matthews strolled along the tree-shaded path, and every time he took a deep breath, he could feel the sweetness in the air, as if he was inhaling nectar. In this quiet and relaxed state, his control of his body became more skillful, and his movements became more smooth and natural.

Matthews followed the noise and came to the field where the soldiers were training. The soldiers shouted slogans loudly, their voices full of passion and vitality. The soldiers were strong and muscular. The war horses tied beside them also looked extremely majestic, and their size was more than twice that of horses on Earth.

In the independent training ground in the distance, Marshall Albert's voice came kindly: "Matthews, you are finally recovered, come here!" He is Matthews's elder brother and the earl's eldest son.

Matthews walked quickly to the training ground and saw Marshall wearing a dark training suit, holding a long sword, concentrating on practicing swordsmanship. The sun shone on his body, and sweat slid down his skin, forming shining lines. His movements were powerful and graceful, and every swing of the sword seemed so smooth and powerful.

"Matthews, come train with us and get stronger as soon as possible. We are all worried about your weakness!" Marshall's words revealed his deep concern and encouragement for his brother.

At this time, Earl Albert had been standing at the side of the training ground. He looked at Marshall approvingly, then turned to Matthews and said, "You really need to start exercising. After all, you are thirteen years old. I will find a suitable coach for you as soon as possible to help you improve your physical fitness and skills training." His tone was firm, revealing his unquestionable decisiveness.

Although Matthews' height was not particularly outstanding in this world, he was proud to be able to grow to 1.7 meters at the age of 13. He knew clearly that in this world, humans were generally much taller and stronger than those in his original world.

Facing the expectations of his father and brother, Matthews did not evade, but expressed his physical condition frankly: "Dad, I am still a little uncomfortable now. After I fully recover, I will definitely devote myself to training."

However, the Earl was obviously not satisfied with his son's answer. He misunderstood Matthews' intention and thought that his son was looking for an excuse to avoid exercise.

His brows were furrowed, and his tone revealed dissatisfaction and disappointment: "Hmph! Don't just think about playing all day. Isn't this lesson enough? I don't expect you to become a knight, but at least don't damage the reputation of our Albert family."

Being kicked in the head by a donkey is a huge laughing stock wherever you put it. The count was very annoyed by this and he decided not to indulge his naughty little son anymore.

However, a strong desire surged in Matthews' heart. He looked at his father with a determined light in his eyes: "Father, can you arrange a knight to teach me?" This word has been lingering in his mind since yesterday, and today it even more strongly drove him to want to understand the power of the knights in this world.

The Earl was silent for a moment, and finally nodded solemnly: "Well, since you are so determined, I will make an exception and arrange a knight to teach you. However, you must understand that knights have great responsibilities. They protect the honor of the family and the safety of the territory."

He paused, then continued with a serious look, "The knight's requirements are very strict. I hope you can take them seriously and not embarrass me. Well, the most important thing for you now is to recover as soon as possible and wait for my news."

After the Earl finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving Matthews standing alone at the edge of the training ground. He immediately turned to his brother Marshall, with curiosity and desire in his eyes: "Brother, can you tell me how powerful the knight is?"

Marshall smiled contemptuously and did not directly answer Matthews' question, but continued to devote himself to the intense training. Matthews knew that his brother was already an apprentice knight and was moving towards becoming a real knight.

He stood aside, staring at Marshall intently, hoping to see the shadow of a knight in his brother's every move. However, despite his full concentration, he still failed to detect the legendary fighting spirit.

Matthews was immersed in deep thought, full of curiosity and imagination about the knights in this world. He wondered if the knights in this world really possessed mysterious powers beyond ordinary people as described in those fantasy novels?

In order to find the truth, he realized that he must first gain a deep understanding of the world's knowledge system, the nature of power, and the power structure.

So he resolutely said goodbye to his brother Marshall who was in training and set out on the road to the castle library. He was full of expectations and believed that there he would find the key to unlock the mysterious world of knights.

Matthews secretly rejoiced in his heart. Even though this body was not outstanding in physical fitness and intelligence, at least he mastered the basic language of this world.