After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

After the transformation, Sheen has become a killing weapon and doesn't listen to anyone.

Sheen thought: It seems that Romos has already thought of the Zephyr Crystal and coveted Sheen's magic power.

"Well..."

At that moment of trance, Xien not only felt weak in the knees, but also recalled the dream he had a while ago:

The bloody moon, the red spider lilies blooming beside the marble steps,

This time, it seemed like there were more floating spherical shadows—

"Sheen?"

Romos suddenly put his hand on Sheen's shoulder, waking Sheen up.

"Huh!" Sheen was startled.

Romos was stunned and asked hurriedly:

"What's wrong with you? Are you dizzy after performing dark magic?"

Sheen looked up at Romos, who was observing him with a worried expression:

"Should I make you some tonic? Don't push yourself if you're sick."

"I'm fine, thank you,"

Sheen covered his forehead, but his face was pale.

"I just saw something not so good in a trance."

After hearing this, Romos quickly picked up Sheen and helped him lie on the sofa. Then he cast a spell on Sheen to relieve his headache.

Boo hoo hoo...

As the magic took effect, Sheen's complexion improved a lot, but Romos's intuition told him:

There is something wrong with all this.

"Would you mind telling me what you saw?"

Romos lowered his hands and whispered gently.

Sheen looked up at Romos slightly and could see that Romos really cared about him - except for the Lord of the Magic Tower, it seemed that no one knew more about magic.

Sheehan tried to describe his dream:

"I was tired from studying a few days ago and took a nap on the cushion. In those few minutes, I dreamed of the red moon and the red spider lilies on the roadside...

“Just now there were some black spherical things floating in the sky, and they were wriggling.

"I feel like it's some kind of elf..."

When Romos heard these words, his expression twisted.

He stroked his long lavender hair at one side of his temple and said disapprovingly:

"These are not the main points. They are the dreams that black magicians often have when black magic is in its infancy. You need to relax and have a normal attitude..."

Sheen blinked and continued:

"But I don't know what state I was in in the dream. When I reached out my hand, I saw the big hand of an adult male, and when I turned my head, I could see the silver hair on my forehead."

Sheen closed his eyes and recalled with difficulty. Then he said:

"When I was in a trance just now, I didn't see clearly what I looked like."

"And that's all."

After Sheen finished his description, he observed Romos's reaction.

Romos stared with his eyes wide open, seeming to be very interested in this dream.

He rested his chin on the back of his right hand, tilted his head and thought for a while, then commented:

“It should be a waking dream.

"You are a grown-up in the dream, which means there is a power that is slowly growing."

...

Maybe Romos knew some secrets but just refused to reveal them to Sheen.

Listening to Romos's conflicted and hesitant tone, Sheen felt that Romos was lying - it was hard to say what the result would be if Romos could lie.

He thought it would be better not to ask any further questions, as this would only make him suspicious.

"The Game of Mediation is just the tip of the iceberg of what's happening in this world. There are many hidden stories that readers won't see."

Sheen (the reader) felt overwhelmed when he thought about this:

"I'm not the author of this book. How can I know how much information is behind such a strange thing?"

"I guess I'm still tired,"

Xien picked up the pillow beside him and put it under his head, then closed his eyes.

"Allow me to rest for a while, teacher."

"Well, it's indeed time for break," Romos nodded, then quickly left the classroom.

As he walked to the private lounge, Romos thought:

"Looks like I need to strengthen the magical seal of the Zephyr Crystal..."

"Xion is still young. Doing it this early will cause harm to him!"

Before Sheen went to sleep, he was very clear that there were many questions after deviating from the original plot:

In the absence of Scott, who is the "other apprentice" that Romos accepted?

Why is Sheen the successful subject of Zephyr's experiment?

Can I escape the entanglement of the Zephyr Crystal...

"If I can't avoid it, how can I escape the fate of the original owner?"

night.

Sheen was exhausted both physically and mentally from doing some physical training in the dark arts today.

He collapsed on the bed and complained:

"Why is black magic so tiring..."

Ta da da da...

Sheen's door was opened from the outside, and at first she thought it was the butler coming to deliver tea.

But the slow and gentle sound of the door opening made Sheen feel something was wrong.

I looked up and saw golden hair.

Oh, Arthur.

Arthur, dressed in casual clothes, had just washed his hair, with a flannel towel on his shoulder to dry his hair. The water dripping from his wet hair could even be seen on the towel.

Maybe he noticed that Sean had been staying in the room without saying anything after dinner, so he came up to check on him after taking a shower.

The result was that Sheen was in a bad state.

Arthur didn't know whether to laugh or cry:

"Are you still alive?"

The irony was that his tone clearly showed that he was making fun of Sheen—

Although he tried hard to hide his smile when Sheen didn't look up at him, Sheen still caught him smiling brightly.

"Alive, but I'm not well,"

Sean spread out the pillow, rolled over, and then lay down on the bed.

"When I was studying, I always saw other people using black magic to gain benefits, and the price they paid was just a little. In short, it was easy..."

Of course, what Sheen (the reader) is talking about is the routine of the villain "Goldfinger" in other fantasy novels he has read:

After making a contract with darkness, he obtains powerful black magic, and then uses black magic to stop the righteous, or to gain greater benefits.

Don’t be afraid of the villain being bad, just be afraid of the villain being handsome.

When Jiaming read those novels, he was very excited by the scenes where the villains used black magic to summon all kinds of demons easily.

One word: handsome!

Look at him now, he is as tired as a dog.

"Damn buyer's show."

Sheen cursed inwardly.

"Dark magic has its price, not to mention the special magic in your body."

Arthur saw that Sean's view on black magic was strange, so he put his hands on his hips and walked towards Sean. He bent down and looked at Sean's face.

"Most of the black magicians you see who are so good at using magic at will sacrifice their lifespan."

Arthur is really good at guessing. The setting of the book that Jiaming reads is -

The villain died early...

Sheen couldn't refute Arthur's opinion, so he just curled his lips.

"I use black magic, and what I give is positive emotions,"

Arthur used himself as an example, “My mind control magic only works when I’m in a negative mood.

"You're fine. There aren't many restrictions. It's just physical effort that's required."

When Sheen thought about it, he suddenly felt that this price was quite good - the two top black magics only required physical strength, which was considered a good deal.

"But I feel sore and painful now." Sheen was helpless.

"Um..."

Arthur looked at the alarm clock on Sean's bedside table: it was 8:30 in the evening.

He dug into his trouser pocket and pulled out a card:

“Well, there’s still an hour until your break, so go over there and relax.

"Remember to come back at half past nine."