The days of learning black magic in another world

So he didn't say anything, acquiescing that he just said a few more words because of the sudden boring kindness.

Seeing that he had calmed down, the others assumed that he had figured it out—there was nothing wrong with it—and began to discuss combat strategies and how to get more contributions in this mission.

But Riemann wasn't listening.

He was letting his thoughts run wild.

He seldom becomes nostalgic for anything, but he is almost on the verge of becoming nostalgic for Xingxi Academy. When he learned from Huozia a few days ago that his strength can walk sideways in this world, he also He didn't choose to leave immediately, he hesitated, because Xingxi Academy...was like a sweet dream to him.

Since he joined this magic academy, the tone of his life after traveling has completely changed, cheerful, romantic, life like an ivory tower.

There may be some small troubles in the middle, but they are all troubles that can be taken out and laughed.

But now, it's time to leave.

Its beauty is always only on the surface, and the deep core is still poison to Riemann.

After making up his mind, Riemann felt a little more relaxed.

He looked at the people who were still discussing in full swing, and apologized to them from the bottom of his heart—I'm sorry everyone, your mission is doomed to fail.

Yes, he wanted to save the entire village of Forbidden Magicians.

But before doing this, he had to do some preparatory work.

……

"Riemann, what are you still writing at this late hour?"

The newly joined water mage asked Riemann curiously. Everyone else had already fallen asleep, and Junia in the snowfield had also returned to her own tent.

Riemann turned back and smiled at her: "I'm writing a diary, sorry, this is my old habit..."

"Oh! That sounds good, maybe I should try keeping a diary or something."

Riemann is indeed keeping a diary, to be precise, he is disguising all his past diaries.

Of course he does not have such "old habits", but he has to leave a "mental journey" for the Holy See.

In a few days, he will show the fact that he is a curse mage in front of everyone, and unfortunately he left too many social connections before entering Xingxi Academy, if he does not want to implicate a bunch of people after defecting If there are a lot of people, he'd better put all the responsibility on the period after he entered Xingxi Academy.

He designed a perfect "falling process" for himself.

……

"The snowfield is still beautiful, isn't it?" Stony opened the tent and walked to Riemann who was staring at the night sky.

Riemann smiled at her: "Yes."

"Are you okay, Riemann? I think you are still a little absent-minded these two days, and you will arrive at your destination tomorrow."

Riemann turned his whole body around: "Of course, I'm ready, I'm ready...very well."

"Haha, that's fine."

……

When the next day dawned, everyone put away the tents and stood together to listen to the final mobilization by the two pastors leading the team.

"Dear students, after five days of trekking, we will soon arrive at the execution site of this mission."

"The goal of this mission, everyone should already know, is a village of forbidden curse mages on the snowy field. Although they rely on their excellent geographical location to avoid the pursuit of the Holy See these years, they are still accidentally exposed. At present We don't have much information, we only know that this is a village of a hundred people, at least half of them have the strength of magic apprentices, and considering that they are all forbidden spell mages, everyone must not act alone, at least with a teammate who is not of the same department Keep in sync."

"But don't be intimidated, Bishop Pound and I will provide you with enough treatment and defense, and believe me, the rewards for this mission will definitely satisfy you young gentlemen and ladies, so go, Go fight!"

"Good!" "Good!" As soon as Bishop Breminger finished speaking, some people cheered excitedly.

Breminger looked at the highly motivated crowd with satisfaction, and it was worthwhile for him to specially arrange a soundproof circle.

"set off!"

……

Al was thinking about a question.

What's the point of counting time... Oh, of course he knows that learning these can allow them to cast spells, but the concept of time doesn't seem to be necessary for them.

Look, 1 minute has passed, the sun has not moved at all, the surroundings have not changed, grandma is still sitting there, and the seeds in the house have not germinated.

He knew that if he said that, he would definitely be beaten by his father, but he still wanted to say——

Minutes...seconds...are meaningless to them at all, and they can only feel a little change in the surroundings after a few hours. If he was the one who invented timekeeping, he would never have spent so much effort The time is accurate to the second.

Al cautiously glanced left and right, making sure that Father wouldn't come out of nowhere and scold him for being lazy again. The footsteps around him belonged to Uncle Eddie next door...very good.

Little Al thinks that the happiest thing of the day is to be lazy when Dad is out to take care of the greenhouse. The worst thing is of course being caught lazy by Dad and running around the whole village for a dozen laps... Well, At this time, he still felt that the two concepts of minutes and seconds were very meaningful.

This is the only perception of happiness and pain that the seven-year-old Al has.

But he soon realized that there were other forms of pain altogether.

Terrifying white light fell from the sky. It was the first time Al saw grandma moving so fast. She activated the magic circle in the house almost instantly, but it was still a bit late.

Al felt a piercing pain go through every part of him at once.

With a "boom", he couldn't help but knelt down on the ground. He wanted to curl up, but grandma pulled him up. His teary eyes could see that grandma's face was also in pain, but she was enduring it.

"Al, hurry up, come with me, Mr. Freddy and the others will deal with the enemy, let's go underground first."

Al nodded with difficulty, but before he even took a step, he knew that there was no way they could escape, because there was more than one enemy in the village.

There was only one person who caused the white light, and he was standing on the hill leading to the exit of the village. Just as grandma said, Mr. Freddy and the others rushed towards the enemy immediately.

But other than that... More than one or two enemies poured in from that familiar exit.

Instead, it was a mass of darkness.

They are too late.

Grandma realized that hiding was meaningless faster than him: "Little Al, it may be too early for you to fight, but you are so smart, you can definitely do it, right? And look, the magic circle has already opened gone."

A series of light films rose from the surroundings and converged at the top, forming a hemispherical protective cover. Little Al's grandmother squinted her eyes to look at the protective cover—she didn't have it when she participated in the construction of this thing. I thought I could really see it start in this life...

The ball of light means protection, and this made Al breathe a sigh of relief, um...he was too panicked just now, it doesn't matter if there are enemies!Just knock the enemies away!

Although he winked all the way in pain, he still followed grandma towards the exit.

On the way, Uncle Eddie joined them. Uncle Eddie looked at Al and gave a strange smile: "Hahaha, little Al, are you going to fight too? Don't try to manipulate the wind like last time and blow yourself up like a dog Gnaw the ground!"

"Uncle Eddie!"

Al was a little embarrassed, but thanks to Uncle Eddie's jokes and hearty laughter, he felt less nervous.

A thin layer of transparent light film separates the inside and outside of the village into two worlds. The colorful magic hits the light film, which is a bit dazzling, but the most is the howling snow.

Little Al was a little nervous, but fortunately he was standing on this side of the light film, so he could attack after being ready.

Okay, take a deep breath, recall that damn math problem, he really wishes he could figure it out completely... It is said that as long as he fully understands this problem, he won't need such a long preparation time...

He closed his eyes and recalled the steps.

Equation...Transpose...Substitute...Solve...

he made it!

He opened his eyes excitedly, ready to unleash his first spell on the enemy, but his joy froze on his face, his dilated pupils reflected the bursting of the orb of light.

In an instant, when he manipulated a wisp of wind to blow outwards, the light film that symbolized the sense of security shattered inch by inch.

Is he dying?

This second is really long enough.

Maybe he was wrong, the concept of "second" is really worth being defined.

Then in the next second, huge, terrifying dark green vines rose from the ground, they sprouted from every inch of the nearby land, every vine was... as thick as itself, Al thought.

He felt goosebumps creeping up from his back. He was a little nauseous and a little chilly, but it was more of an unexplainable fear, probably because these hideous vines were so huge, if the seedling he planted grew to This kind of level that can cover the entire village, he will probably be too scared.

It turns out that being huge brings fear, and Al felt he had a sudden realization.

Although this kind of sudden realization is useless...he is going to die soon, being strangled by the huge and hideous horror vines, I don't know if he will be cut in two from the waist...it seems too painful and disgusting , his blood and intestines will be all over the floor...he doesn't want to die like this...

But after all these thoughts flashed through his mind indiscriminately, the vines did not wrap around him as he expected, but instead... Wait, the vine magic released by the enemy bound them all up.

He was really right, but he suspected that he was wrong. On that slope, the rising vines trapped the attackers in the air without landing.

Mr. Freddy, who was fighting against the enemy just now, looked a little confused...Huh?Isn't it Mr. Freddy?It seems to make sense, although he always thinks that Mr. Freddy is omnipotent, but he loves to show off so much, if he knows this kind of super cool magic, he won't hide it, and he will definitely show it off to these children Fan's.

So who is it?

This question not only hovered in Al's mind, but also hovered over everyone present.

At this moment, a person jumped down from the short slope. He was wearing a beige robe, and the cold wind blew his robe.

He walked towards Al and the others unhurriedly.

"Good day, everyone, are all of you here? As you can see, the highest armed force in the mainland is planning to launch a crushing massacre against you, but unfortunately, I decided to save you."

"I will use a teleportation scroll to send you to a place far away from here, so if someone's relative is not here and you don't want to be separated from him, my suggestion is to let him come over immediately, okay?"

Al is willing to believe this good-looking stranger, he is right, this is indeed a crushing attack, if he has any bad intentions for them, it is completely okay... er, just don't save them .

"Riemann! You—you are a Forbidden Curse Mage?!"

Dean Pound's voice came from a height.

Riemann turned around and leaned over lightly: "Yes, Father Pound, I'm sorry, I'm a Forbidden Curse Mage."

"Why are you doing this?!"

Riemann tilted his head pretending to be confused, pretended to think for a while before laughing and said, "Because I can."