After Being Fancied by a Necromancer

"Oh, Cyril! You finally came back safely! I asked Fitz to find you a few days ago, and he helped you find a job in the tavern. I didn't expect to go to your house but found nothing. Later, I heard Old John said he saw you go to the Bruma Forest alone! But it worried us a lot!"

The woman spoke a long string of words like a cannonball.

Cyril turned his head and saw that the person who came was a tall aunt with brown curly hair.

She was wearing a half-worn long skirt, and she was carrying a small basket covered with cotton cloth embroidered with roses.

When she saw Cyril, there was a mixture of joy and worry on her face, which did not seem to be fake.

Cyril, who had received the memory, immediately realized that this was Aunt Maria, and her husband was Fitz, a blacksmith in the small town of Cotswood.

The hunter has a lot of contact with the blacksmith Fitz because of hunting tools, and the two have a good relationship.

When the hunter passed away, Uncle Fitz and Aunt Maria helped Cyril a lot, and they also took care of him afterwards.

It's just that the sensitive and stubborn teenager can't accept other people's kindness calmly.

"Goddess of Light bless you! Fortunately, you are fine!"

Aunt Maria gave the dirty Cyril a hug without hesitation.

The pale and thin Cyril was embraced by the tall Aunt Maria like a chick, and he blushed a little from the warm embrace.

Cyril had never been this intimate with anyone before.

Before he crossed over, he was a small employee of the Interstellar Cultural Relics Research Institute, which was a remote and unpopular job. In the technologically advanced interstellar age, few people paid attention to those niche "old era" things.

But Cyril was a well-behaved and sensible child when he was in the Interstellar Orphanage. When he grew up, he also liked to quietly ponder those ancient books of the "Old Era" in the corner of the research institute.

Since the archaeologists of the research institute brought back many ancient books from the 21st century BC from Blue Star half a year ago, including a complete set of "Harry Potter" books, Cyril was particularly obsessed with the story.

When he fantasized about the wizarding world for many days in a row, the system happened to appear and said that it would give him a chance to experience the wizarding world that he had been looking forward to.

The next thing was that the system made a mistake when calculating the coordinates of the plane, and Cyril came to this strange world by accident...

Aunt Maria looked at Cyril's distracted look, and sighed again.

She thought that hunters would not take care of children before, so look at giving this child a skinny one.

Aunt Maria warmly invited Cyril to her home for dinner.

"Today, I happened to ask Audrey to make a delicious creamy mushroom soup tonight! There's also that kid Lucien's favorite fried skewers with nuts, you can't miss it!"

If the former Cyril would definitely not agree, the self-esteem of the young man made him rather go to the dangerous forest of Brumaire to make a living than to be helped.

But now Cyril remembered that his physical strength had dropped to "1", and nodded obediently.

He was so hungry that his limbs were weak and his hands and feet were weak.

Cyril didn't want to walk around this world in vain without even seeing the wizard.

He will find a way to repay Aunt Maria's family in the future, he is confident.

Cyril followed Aunt Maria to her house, and listened to the nagging of this kind lady all the way.

"It's here! You have to come here often in the future!"

Aunt Maria laughed.

What appeared in front of Cyril was a half-old, but very clean and tidy cabin.

In the yard in front of the house, firewood is neatly piled up, and the flower beds are also well-arranged.

There is also a simple swing under a big oak tree at the entrance.

Before he got close, he could smell the delicious smell of dinner coming from the room.

Cyril's stomach let out a longing cry, "Coo-coo-", the sound was not loud, but it could be heard clearly by the people around him, and he blushed suddenly.

Aunt Maria giggled, and she gave the thin and pale Cyril a loving look, feeling very sorry for the child in her heart.

Feeling that little Cyril went to the Wuyue Forest alone and matured a lot, Aunt Maria sighed in her heart.

"Come in! Sensible Audrey has already prepared dinner! We have delicious cream of mushroom soup tonight!"

Aunt Maria led Cyril into the house.

It was dark at this time, and the warm kerosene lamps in the cabin exuded orange light.

The light shines through the windows, accompanied by the warm smell of food, which makes people relax involuntarily.

When he saw Cyril walking into the cabin with the rabbit, Uncle Fitz strode over, patted him on the shoulder and said, "What a boy! You are as capable as your uncle!"

In the past, the hunter always referred to Cyril as his nephew.

"But you don't have to be so anxious, there will be opportunities in the future, take your time! Look at you have lost weight these few days!"

Uncle Fitz is a burly, bearded, middle-aged man with impressive formidable strength all the year round. With such a slap, Cyril, who has only "1" stamina, lost his footing and staggered a step forward.

"It's a good thing you didn't go deep into the Wuyue Forest! That's beyond what you can handle!"

Uncle Fitz sighed, then stared at Cyril suddenly and confirmed: "You are indeed only active on the edge of the Brumaire Forest, right?"

Cyril nodded hastily, and calmly moved away from Uncle Fitz who was currently a little dangerous to him (for fear that he would give him another shoulder), raised the rabbit in his hand and said to Aunt Maria: "Mr. Mrs. Leah, please cook this for dinner too."

Aunt Maria shook her head with a smile, and said, "You're welcome! The rabbit you managed to find can be sold at the market for 5 silver coins!"

Just as Cyril was about to say something, Aunt Maria's daughter, Audrey, came out of the kitchen with dinner, and her little brother Lucien followed behind his sister.

The two of them froze when they saw Cyril who suddenly appeared at home.

Audrey quickly restrained her surprised expression, while her little brother Lucien pouted and muttered something in a low voice.

Audrey brought a large bowl of rich creamy mushroom soup to the table, and went into the kitchen again, and brought out several good-quality soft white bread and some fried skewers with nuts.

Cyril remained calm on the face, but looked at the food with some expectation in his heart.

After all, all kinds of nutrient solutions in the interstellar era have replaced the traditional cooking diet, and only those stubborn old gentlemen still keep the kitchen utensils of the old era.

The young Cyril also tried his best to collect a set of kitchen utensils, and he also found a lot of recipes!

It's just that the busy archaeological work of books forced him to choose a more convenient and quick nutrient solution.

He has been longing for all kinds of food before the interstellar era.

Audrey was sitting opposite Cyril. While she was drinking the soup, she caught a glimpse of Cyril eating a simple dinner slowly, her gaze resting on him involuntarily.

She watched Cyril tear the white bread unhurriedly with his pale and slender fingers, and then slowly put the bread dipped in the thick soup into his mouth, with a happy and satisfied expression on his face, as if he was tasting some delicacies from mountains and seas.

A strange feeling suddenly surged in Audrey's heart. She had vaguely known that Cyril was rejected by other teenagers of the same age in the town.

Cyril doesn't go out often, and Audrey only saw Cyril from a distance in the past.

To be honest, her impression was not good, gloomy and lifeless, not at all like young people of their age.

Once she met Cyril's eyes from a long distance, and the cold gaze from the boy's eyes half covered by his dry forehead made her panic.

But now, Cyril noticed Audrey who was sitting opposite was scrutinizing secretly, and he naturally showed her a polite smile.

The pale face may be slightly blush due to the nourishment of the hot soup.

A pair of black almond eyes that look bigger due to thinness are gently curved, and a small tear mole under the left eye is shining brightly.

Illuminated by the warm orange candlelight, he has an indescribable aura about him.

Audrey was stunned, her eyes moved away as if she had been scalded, and she sank into the soup in a panic, but the girl's earlobes were a little red.

Cyril has changed a lot. He is obviously the same person, but his temperament is totally different.

Audrey clenched the bowl tightly in her hands, wouldn't those boys reject him because they were jealous of his handsome appearance?

Stupid shallow boys, really bad.

Cyril didn't notice that someone was aggrieved about the reasons for his gloomy past.

He was absorbed in the beautiful thing of eating dinner at this moment.

The white bread is fluffy and soft, and after being gently torn open, it is dipped in a thick creamy mushroom soup.

The fresh and smooth soup slowly seeped into the honeycomb pores of the bread, slowly filling Cyril's long-empty stomach.

Nut fried skewers are a kind of food that children in small towns love very much. Dried almonds are wrapped in batter and raisins are threaded into strings, and then fried in a pan until golden and crisp.

Cyril ate the delicious fried skewers with nuts to his heart's content, and sprinkled some Aunt Maria's secret seasoning powder on it, the taste was amazing!

Even though he didn't look at the data, he could feel that his physical strength was gradually recovering, "+1+1+1+1...".

Praise the food!

What kind of anti-human invention is that nutrient solution!

Since he would repay Aunt Maria's family well after making up his mind, Cyril was no longer polite, and he was cheeky, imitating little Lucien who was only focused on eating, and his movements became faster and faster.

He didn't stop until his stomach finally felt full.

Lucien stared at a pair of big brown eyes and watched Cyril eat and eat. He wanted to sarcastically sarcastically, but inexplicably, he forgot the calm and focused look of watching him enjoy dinner. open my mouth!

When he came to his senses, he felt annoyed again. Lucien lowered his head and stopped speaking in a fit of anger.

Aunt Maria and Uncle Fitz looked at Cyril very lovingly, and when they saw him stop, they urged him to eat more.

After dinner, Cyril politely bid farewell to the enthusiastic Aunt Maria and Uncle Fitz, and he was finally able to bear the embrace of the couple after he was full.

Audrey also nodded to him, and politely said "Be careful on the road, welcome to come again next time." Lucien was reluctantly said "goodbye" by his mother.

Cyril walked slowly towards the home he remembered by the moonlight.

There are no night lights in the town, and no one stays outside on the road at this time, only the quiet night and the light of kerosene lamps from the houses on the roadside.

Cyril finally reached the secluded cabin on the edge of the town.The house was pitch dark, and the courtyard door was unlocked.

He gently lifted the latch upwards and entered the yard.

The courtyard was empty.

When Cyril walked into the room, he subconsciously wanted to control the brain to turn on the lights, but then realized that this was no longer the original world.

For a while, he didn't know what to do next, and he felt a wave of sleepiness sweeping over him.

On the first day of traveling, this encounter was considered exciting, Cyril sighed in his heart.

"Tomorrow is another day anyway," he muttered.

Cyril lay down on a hard wooden bed in the dark, rolled up the quilt next to him, and fell into a deep sleep.

The author has something to say:

Food is late but arrived!

Imitating owl Zoe tilting her head: "Cuckoo! What is Gagen? Can it be eaten?"

The practice of "Nut Fried Skewers" comes from "The FormeofCury"

"Tomorrow is a new day." From "Gone with the Wind" Scarlett often said: "Anyway, tomorrow is a new day."