After Being Fancied by a Necromancer

At this time, the sun was setting, and the sky was smudged with rose-gold rays of light.

Large clouds are like soaring flames blooming in the sky.

The roads in Wangdu are clean and wide, with tall and straight plane trees planted on both sides.

The tall brass street lamps are tens of meters apart, and the orange lights flicker in the transparent glass lampshade.

Steam carriages come and go on the street, and ordinary carriages are hardly seen.

Residents walking on both sides of the street also walk calmly and dress elegantly.

Gentlemen wear neat suits with bowler hats and long walking sticks.

Ladies dress more delicately, with cinching at the waist to create a slender waist.

The wide bustle is decorated with various lace, ribbons, bows and other ornaments.

He also wears a fashionable top hat made of colorful flowers and colorful feathers on his head.

The streets are lined with Gothic spiers.

The flying buttresses are tall and straight, and the stained glass windows are graceful and mysterious.

The steam carriage drove onto a wide arch bridge spanning the two banks of the inland river, and the scenery of both banks could be seen from inside the car.

The sparkling water of the river reflects the intense and warm colors of the setting sun.

There are also several steam-powered boats gliding peacefully on the water on the inland river.

The real countryman Cyril stared intently at the scenery outside the window.

As expected of a royal capital!

Elegant, stylish and romantic.

When he was immersed in the beauty of the lights, he suddenly heard Johnson ask: "I don't know which wizarding academy you are going to?"

So there's more than one Wizarding Academy?

Cyril looked away and looked at Mr. Scott.

A glimmer of light flashed through Brian's monocle, and he slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and said, "Snoborg School of Wizardry."

Snowbogg's School of Wizardry.

Cyril muttered in his heart.

"S... Snoborg Wizarding Academy?!"

Johnson's voice rose in surprise.

Cyril and the other five wizard apprentices all looked at Johnson together.

Johnson glanced at the ignorant children with complicated eyes.

He suddenly smiled at Brian, who was shocked to realize that the wizards from Snowbog College of Wizardry were still sitting aside.

Johnson hurriedly stammered and praised: "Snoborg School of Wizardry! Very... very powerful wizarding school! Famous far and wide!"

Cyril suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

The complex look on the apprentice wizard's face just now did not seem like a compliment from the bottom of his heart...

"Look! Holy Light Knight."

Perhaps to divert their attention, Johnson pointed out the window.

Cyril saw a figure riding a white horse flash past.

The Holy Light Knight sitting on a white horse is wearing a light and well-fitting silver armor, which tightly outlines his smooth and strong body lines.

The knight does not wear a helmet, but only wears an ornate saber at his waist.

"It's very close to the Holy Light Knight Academy."

Johnson made a brief mention, and he didn't speak again for the rest of the journey.

Steam wagons are fast.

It didn't take long to arrive at the destination Rose Manor.

This is undoubtedly a very beautiful manor.

The huge golden arch is surrounded by dozens of white roses, and the pillars on both sides of the arch are also carved with relief decorations of rose bushes.

It's October, when autumn is getting deeper, but the roses here are still blooming so brightly and beautifully.

In the center of the manor is a huge group of fountains.

The water creates incredible shapes in the air.

Cyril was keenly aware of a powerful wave of magic power, and he carefully looked at the group of fountains.

Sure enough, I didn't see a brass device similar to the Earl of Abraham's mansion-this is a fountain supported by magic power!

The main building in the manor is also extremely luxurious.

The grounds are light and the walls and ceilings are decorated with exquisite relief paintings.

In the center of the hall hangs a luxurious chandelier with countless slender lamp branches, and inside it rises an inexhaustible magic flame.

Cyril was admiring the traces of magic everywhere in this manor, when he saw a roll of parchment tied with a golden red velvet ribbon floating in front of Mr. Scott.

It twisted its body, shook off the soft ribbon, and slowly unfolded it.

Blank parchment?

Cyril stood aside and quietly looked at this thing.

Then he saw Mr. Scott reached out and tapped lightly on it, and lines of ink suddenly appeared——

"Dear guests of Snowbog College of Wizardry, Rose Manor sincerely welcomes you..."

"Your lounge is in the Snowbog Tower, the rooms for the six freshmen are in the main building, room numbers are 6-601..."

With a quick glance, Brian signed his name lazily.

The beautiful cursive cursive characters connect with each other.

Before Cyril had time to read the letter, as Mr. Scott's signature fell, the parchment suddenly exploded, like fireworks, and turned into six small pieces that floated to the six Cyrils. hands.

Cyril reached out and touched the small fragment with "Room 601" written on his palm.

Immediately afterwards, he watched helplessly as the small piece of parchment turned into a light gift box.

Cyril turned his head to look at the fragments of parchment in the hands of the others, and found the same situation.

He gently pulled off the bow ribbon on the gift box, and the outer package slowly fell, revealing a piece of paper folded in three inside.

Cyril unfolded the dark yellow paper and found that it was a map of Rose Manor, with the detailed location outlined in thin silver threads.

At this time, there was a striking red dot on the map in the center of the hall, which was his current location.

Cyril curiously touched the little red dot representing himself with his finger.

The little red dot trembled slightly, and then the map around it suddenly doubled in size.

Cyril blinked.

He reached out and tapped the little red dot again.

As expected, the scene on the map was enlarged again, and everything around was clearly marked on the map.

Even the few people around him are displayed with "♂" and "♀" representing male and female symbols.

In that case...

Cyril touched the blank space next to the little red dot, and the map suddenly returned to its original size.

This map is really very spiritual!

Cyril's eyebrows and eyes were curved, as if he had discovered a novel and interesting toy.

"Okay, now you have the map."

Brian glanced at them, with a hint of bewitchment in his voice: "Treasure your time, Rose Manor is a magical place. Of course, I hope you will still be whole when we meet again."

He put the word "whole" lightly.

There seems to be a trace of schadenfreude.

Cyril pondered Mr. Scott's words, as if he wanted them to explore Rose Manor?

Everyone watched Mr. Scott leave so chicly, and looked at each other.

Let's take a look in the room first.

Everyone walked up the polished marble stairs to the second floor. The first thing they saw was a small hall, and not far away was a spacious corridor covered with golden-red velvet carpet.

Cyril found that the scene on the map had changed accordingly.

At this time, the map shows the floor plan of the second floor, and the rooms on both sides of the corridor are marked with words "201" and "202".

"We still have to go up to the sixth floor."

Jenny said something in a low voice.

A group of people then walked up the stairs.

[-]rd, [-]th, [-]th floor...

They didn't meet other people along the way, until they reached the stairs on the fifth floor, and they met several armed teenagers head-on.