After Being Fancied by a Necromancer

Sure enough, being a snake can't be too curious!

Cyril looked worriedly at the weak and helpless little snake Green in the rose necklace pendant, thinking about how to rescue him.

He shook and shook the pendant vigorously, a faint red mark was drawn on his fair neck, but nothing happened.

The little snake seemed to be sealed inside the ruby.

[System, what can you do? ]

[Ahem, a tall building rises from the ground, success can only depend on yourself. 】

The system is concise.

Cyril raised his eyebrows, is this what a golden finger should say?

[Hey, to put it bluntly, my current ability can't even detect what this necklace is...] The system said awkwardly.

It seems that I can only wait until the next time I meet Mr. Scott, and trouble him to take out the little snake Green, Cyril thought in his heart.

I can only hope that Mr. Wizard will be in a good mood when we meet next time.

In fact, Cyril still has a doubt.

He clearly remembered that Green was hanging around his neck before he fell asleep in the bathtub, but why did it appear directly in his pocket afterwards?Did Green climb over by himself?

Cyril gently rubbed the ruby ​​in the center of the rose pendant with his fingertips, hoping to convey some comfort to the little snake.

He doesn't plan to go out to explore Rose Manor again tonight, the previous experience is enough to stimulate.

Cyril carefully closed the window, drew the curtains, and lay back on the bed.

He originally thought that his thoughts would be so overwhelming that it would be difficult to fall asleep, but unexpectedly he fell asleep quickly.

It's just that he had a strange dream all night.

For a while, I dreamed that Mr. Scott was wearing an apron and made himself fried eggs for breakfast; for a while, I dreamed that I was fined to copy "Private baths are forbidden" a thousand times, and I had to use my own blood as ink.

In the end, he dreamed that Mr. Wizard made himself into a skeleton servant wearing a gorgeous pannier, and poured wine for Mr. Scott aggrievedly.

Then——he was angry from the heart, evil to the guts, he drank loudly, raised the red wine bottle, and smashed it on Mr. Wizard's handsome head.

When Cyril woke up the next morning, he sat on the bed in a trance with shock on his face.

When he was fully awake, he was in awe of the heroic feat in the last scene of his dream.

What kind of sleeping position can make such a dream?

He...will try again next time!

Afterwards, Cyril said good morning to the little snake Green who was forced to stay in the rose pendant, and went downstairs to the restaurant after washing up.

Today's restaurant music has become an elegant, scaled symphony.

Cyril saw all kinds of stringed and wind instruments floating in mid-air and playing.

At the forefront of this group of instruments is a baton that draws beautiful arcs in the air.

After choosing breakfast, he found an empty seat and sat down (there were not many people in this restaurant), cut the delicious muffins in the middle, and spread them with sparkling strawberry jam.

The muffins are soft and go well with strawberry jam.

When he ate another omelette mixed with mushrooms, onions, green peppers, tomatoes and other rich crumbs, he felt full.

"Hi, good morning!"

Someone greeted Cyril.

He looked up, and it was the blond boy he had met on the stairs the first day.

"I'm James Brown."

The boy introduced himself.

Cyril's gaze involuntarily drifted to his golden hair.

It must be obvious on a night out, he thought.

"Hello, Cyril Lawrence, my name."

Cyril showed a friendly smile at the other party, and asked the system to check James' physical data.

He found that the other party's data were exactly the same as when he first met him, without any change.

Cyril thought about it.

Perhaps, the probability of finding a magical object that can change body data is not high.

James was taken aback.

He found that in just two days, the magic equipment on this beautiful black-haired boy had actually increased again.

When I saw him for the first time, the minute hand on the brass pocket watch turned to the "10" position, which seemed different among the freshmen.

But now, the minute hand actually made a sudden turn and stayed at the "12" position.

James quietly tucked the brass pocket watch in his hand into his sleeve.

He even doubted whether the usage of the magic item he explored was correct.

Since the distance between James and Cyril is very close at this time, the system detected the magic item on James and gave the following information: [Name: Alchemy Pocket Watch of the Wizard Apprentice

Purpose: Detect the size of the magic power attached to the surrounding magic objects

How to use: judge the direction of the magic object according to the direction of the hour hand on the dial, and judge the magic power attached to the magic object according to the number pointed by the minute hand. The larger the number, the greater the magic power.

Explanation: Tsk tsk tsk, this looks like the rough product of a poor wizard apprentice staying up late to catch up with homework.What other advantages does this thing have besides being easier to hold in the hand than a crystal ball?If it happened that the alchemy professor was in a good mood, he might be able to barely give him a "pass"; if the lord wizard got up early in the morning to go to class with suppressed anger, and received such a nasty thing... then you can ask for blessings. ] Cyril looked at the information on the screen in front of him, and instantly understood why James suddenly showed kindness to himself before.

Probably he used this alchemy pocket watch to detect the existence of the little snake Grimm, mistaking it for some powerful magical object.

I don't know what number will be displayed on James' dial now that he is wearing this rose necklace.

Then the two exchanged information with each other.

Cyril knew that the other party was going to a wizarding academy called "Alice's Garden", and his face became a little weird.

Why are the names of these wizarding academies so strange? ? ?

For example, the wizarding academy called "Snoborg" that I would like to go to could also be called "Snow Castle".

In Cyril's imagination, it was a fortified castle standing alone in the ice and snow.

Now that he hasn't learned any warming spells, he can't help worrying about his thin clothes and poor property.

"Be careful for the last two nights!"

When the two parted, James reminded.

"It's not so safe in the room now."

He glanced around and said in a low voice.

Cyril nodded to him and thanked him.

When night fell, when Cyril left the room, he took all his belongings with him.

He held the "Strange Creature Cooking Manual" in his hand, and the thick book might be used as an attack weapon.

That night, Cyril returned with a full load.

He found Dalibobo fruit in the buds of the other two roses, and successfully increased his strength value from the original "10" to "14".

A bird's nest was also found on the branch of a tall tree with twisted roots.

Thanks to the previous training in the Bruma Forest, Cyril said that climbing the tree is not a big problem for him.

Bird nests are of course nothing unusual.

But in this bird's nest there is a night flint that can replace the kerosene lamp.

It's just that this kind of behavior of putting magic objects in the bird's nest, no one who has had a cerebral thrombosis in more than ten years can't think of this operation.

Cyril looked at the palm-sized round stone in his hand, which looked ordinary.

【Name: Night Flint

Uses: Lighting

How to use: According to the rhythm, make three "da——da da" sounds to turn on the lighting mode.When it is turned off, you need to shoot the rhythm of "da da—da".If you make three wrong beats, you will enter the lock mode directly and cannot be used within 24 hours.

Explanation: You who have night flint, bring your own BGM, and sooner or later you can become a unique rhythm master! ] This piece of night flint allowed Cyril, who had lost his kerosene lamp, to regain the object used for lighting.

According to the system's information instructions, he lightly slapped the rhythm of "da——da da" on the palm-sized night flint.

In the next moment, Ye Flint slowly emitted a faint blue light.

The color of the light is very strange, and even looks a little faint.

But Cyril found that this was much better than the effect of the brass kerosene lamp, and even things a few meters away could be clearly illuminated.

He turned around again, but didn't find any other magic objects, so he went back home.

When walking through the stairs, Cyril keenly noticed some bloodstains that hadn't been cleaned up.

He thought of what James said today, and clicked his tongue softly in his heart.

I hope that A Lesi's group will disclose a little bit of their information, so that people will know that he is not easy to provoke.

Although Cyril thinks he can fight or intimidate with magic power, he has always been a friendly kid who loves peace and shouldn't be so violent.

The night was deeper.

Someone quietly approached room "601" in the dark corridor.

[The big river flows eastward!The stars in the sky join the Big Dipper wow!Hey Hey!Join the Big Dipper Wow! ] Cyril, who was sleeping, was suddenly awakened by this soul-stirring, sincere and majestic male voice, and couldn't help but want to breathe out the fragrance for a while.

【relative!are you awake? !Someone is coming, right outside your door! 】

The system reacted quickly, murmuring before he could speak.

A disturbing lucid dream at night!

Cyril angrily pulled up the sheet and put it on his body.

The pure white sheet wrapped his whole body, only showing half of his face with disheveled hair.

He picked up the night flint, tapped it three times "da—— da da", then put the night flint under his chin, and the faint blue light illuminated his face.

Cyril walked lightly to the door and stood still.

There was a rustling sound of picking the lock outside the door, but it didn't open for a long time.

The feeling of impatience increases.

Cyril was thinking about whether to take the initiative to open the door, when he heard a soft "click—" sound.

The door was opened.

Cyril raised his eyes to look at him, at this moment the scarlet gemstone of the rose pendant around his neck also flashed a flash of light quickly.

Cyril didn't expect the people outside the door to take a look at him, his pupils constricted, as if he saw something extremely terrifying, and he shouted at the top of his voice—"Ghost ah ah ah ah!"

Then he shuddered and turned around and ran, with jaw-dropping speed.

Cyril blinked and calmed down.

Isn't this too intimidating?

Cyril didn't expect the opponent to retreat in a hurry before he used his fireball technique.

He wiped away the bright red ketchup around his mouth with a tissue, which he had brought from the restaurant downstairs.

I didn't expect it to come in handy.

Cyril shrugged, feeling drowsy again, then lay back on the bed, and quickly fell asleep.

The teenager who was scared away by Cyril screamed "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" along the way, waking up many people.

However, he himself didn't care about that much anymore, he just wanted to crazily vent the endless fear in his heart.

When he returned to his room and turned on all the lights, he was still dripping with cold sweat.

He had inquired before that the person who lived in "601" was obviously a thin young man who walked alone.

Why did I see a pale female ghost wrapped in a white cloth when I opened the door? ? ?

Most of the female ghost's face was hidden in the white cloth, her long black hair hung lifelessly beside her cheeks, and there was a circle of scarlet blood at the corner of her mouth!

What's even more creepy is that there is a huge black shadow standing behind her.

The moment he and the black shadow looked at each other, it was like freezing water soaked the spine, and an indescribable terrifying pressure flooded the sky and covered the sky.

It was a soul-shattering pain and despair.

When he recalled it now, he still felt the needles on his back.

The author has something to say: Cyril: This freshman has no guts.

"The big river flows eastward! The stars in the sky join the Big Dipper! Hey hey hey! Join the Big Dipper!" from "Song of Heroes".