The days of learning black magic in another world

Riemann is waiting for someone.

Waiting on the open sea.

The weather is fine today, the sea is still calm, and the sun shines on the water, showing fine colors.

He is waiting for people from the Holy See.

Since he appeared in Lamore County wearing a hood and had a very brief confrontation with Bishop Fosdale, he and the Holy See have entered a delicate balance.

It didn't take long for the Holy See to know his identity and strength. After all, he didn't bother to hide it. After entering the fourth ring, he had lost the motivation to hide himself.

The Holy See can't hunt him, because no matter who they send, they will only lose. Even the Pope, the top combat power of the Holy See, is only a "false four rings", and it is a single-line "false four rings".

If Riemann pushed the Holy See into a dead end, they might come up with some counterattacks like "killing the fish and breaking the net". The problem is that Riemann didn't. On the contrary, Riemann didn't even hurt any member of the Holy See by himself-the reason is naturally As Reina thought, he didn't want to be seen as a big devil by ordinary people, which would seriously affect his plan to promote magic.

So there is a delicate balance between him and the Holy See.

He has strength, but he doesn't want to beat the Holy See by himself just yet.

The Holy See has motives but lacks strength.

Until recently... Riemann announced the past of the gods, which is the passage that the principal told him, and he also gave Professor Hausmann a mathematical proof of the planetary orbits, and he proposed a gravitational model incidentally.

This put the Holy See into a situation where it had to fight back.

In fact, they really don't want to confront Riemann head-on, and they can delay for a while, but as the long-term real rulers of the mainland, they have no choice but to fight when they are trampled on their faces like this.

The battle between the four rings was relatively "unfriendly", so they "friendly" arranged the duel location on the sea.

"The effect of the pope's scepter is actually not to raise any third-ring light magician to the fourth-ring level. Its initial effect is to raise any nine-ring light magician to the legendary level. Later, the authority fell apart. Its The effect becomes the ability to raise any four-ring light magician to the fifth ring. After the authority of time collapsed again to form the circle of time, its effect became what it is today, so I have always regarded the authority of the Pope as a kind of Look at the world cap reminder."

"People in the time circle can maintain the level of the fifth ring because they are restricted by the world of that time. Once they step into this world, they will quickly decay to the fourth ring."

"But if the Holy See wants to defeat you, this is the last hope."

"So Riemann, you have a high probability of facing a group of Sihuan light magicians, do you understand!"

When Mr. Principal said this, he was anxiously scratching his beard and wandering around his study.

Riemann turned his eyes from his bookshelf back to him, and patted Mr. Principal on the shoulder: "I know, calm down, Mr. Principal."

"Or it was because I knew that I let them decide the time of the duel. It was too troublesome for me to find the time circle by myself. If the Holy See intends to regard this as the last gamble, it will definitely let those guards of the time circle The priest is also going to fight, as long as I can solve them, your companions who are trapped in the time circle can escape by themselves, right?"

Mr. Principal is still very worried: "Are you sure? They are all old monsters who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years... What they have is the combat experience when the world was not limited!"

Riemann: "Well...but I think they must have no experience with time magic?"

"...That's true."

The above is the content of the last conversation between Riemann and the principal.

So he waited patiently here, not the Pope and other members of the Holy See, but those old monsters who had guarded the time circle for an unknown amount of time.

Several white lights flew from the sky.

Riemann raised his head and squinted his eyes, not knowing whether it was stabbed by the sun or by this group of people.

When a few balls of light fell to the ground.

Riemann stretched out his right hand and took away a moment in their flight.

Suddenly, these white light clusters returned tens of meters away, and fell down uncontrollably.

Riemann snapped his fingers again, and the space tens of meters away changed in an instant. The water molecules on the ocean surface evaporated into the atmosphere, and then condensed precipitation in the atmosphere again. Several cycles went back and forth, and the few people in it Human beings turned into dry bones before they could escape.

The process is astonishingly fast and frighteningly fast.

The faces of those people hiding in the dark looking at the center of the sea were pale and their hearts were shocked.

They knew that Riemann had stepped into the Fourth Ring, and they had a certain estimate of the power of a Forbidden Curse Mage in the Fourth Ring. They even knew that if the other party didn't have those strange insistences and directly attacked the Holy See, they would definitely not be able to survive for a long time, but They didn't expect... even though they had regarded Riemann Iserveld as their greatest enemy, they still underestimated him.

They watched Riemann Iserveld lower his eyes after completing this simple and quick massacre, his expression relaxed and casual, not knowing what he was thinking... Maybe it was one of his endless math problems.

Alas... The fate of the Holy See may end here.

……

Riemann is feeling where in the world a large-scale magic leak is happening.

He thought he might have to wait another day?Maybe several days?

Because although he himself knew that this battle would only last for a short time, the other party probably came with the intention of fighting a protracted war, so maybe there is some strange lag in the time circle?It was also possible that they had made other preparations, but whatever it was, he would have to wait a while.

He didn't plan to stay on the sea for too long—he never liked the ocean climate—he went straight back to Rhodes College to find Mr. Principal.

"what?!"

Mr. Principal's reaction can be described as intense—"What? What?! You've been—so fast?! Really? Are you sure?! Is it over like this?!"

After spit out a long list of meaningless and random words, Mr. Principal suddenly sat down on the table with a look of doubt on life.

He has waited for this moment of success for too long, or because it has been too long, so he is so unbelievable. The moment he imagined must be earth-shattering, not... at least it wasn't Riemann who went out for a trip , Not long after, he came back and told him lightly, "It's done, the matter is over, your companions are about to come out of that ghostly place that has trapped them for hundreds of thousands of years"——like that.

This... This is too unreal, it is completely different from what he imagined, he feels like he is in some strange dream.

Riemann reached out and patted Mr. Principal on the shoulder again: "Next, wait for your companions to find out that the person guarding them is no longer there, and then no matter what movement they make, as long as I can feel it, we will know Where is the time circle, and then you can pick them up, be happy."

"Yes... yes, should I be happier?"

"Huh?" Riemann suddenly made a questioning sound.

The principal with a white beard suddenly stood up from the table, half expecting, half not expecting to ask: "What's wrong? Did you feel anything?"

Riemann: "If I don't feel wrong."

"Go, this is the direction."

The place they finally arrived was another sea area, and after flying for a long time on the sea boundlessly relying on Riemann's perception, they finally approached their destination.

But... the destination is already there.

"Father Prescott?"

Riemann uttered in confusion.

His Highness the Holy Son, who had always been expressionless, raised his head calmly and glanced at him.

Riemann smiled: "Why are you here?"

"Iserveld, you are not the only one who knows that history."

Riemann: "So... did they let you guard here?"

"In case you don't know, I won the duel between the Holy See and me, so strictly speaking, you no longer need to obey their orders to you."

Prescott shook his head: "No, like you, I found it through a magic leak. I thought it would take me decades to become the highest level of the Holy See to know where this place is. I saved a lot of time, thank you, Iserveld."

Riemann was taken aback.

"I said, Iserveld, you are not the only one who knows that period of history."

"Do you know how the abyss is created?"

"The abyss originally existed at the end of time, everything, the end of time, and after the power of time was shattered, the abyss overlapped with the world we exist in."

"I did all of this."

Riemann: "You caused it?"

Father Prescott raised his head and glanced at Riemann: "I am Baldemis."

Riemann smiled: "You mean you are the God of Light? But if you are, why don't you know where the time circle is?"

"I was born without any memory. I only know that I have a very important mission to do, but I don't know what that mission is yet."

"I spent a lot of time on the history preserved by the Holy See. They like to cover up a lot of things, but as long as the details are compared one by one, the original truth can still be restored."

"It took me 20 years to finally understand what my mission is - since I brought the abyss into this world, I should naturally let it return to its original place."

Riemann frowned: "What do you want to do?"

Father Prescott showed for the first time what Riemann might call an "expression," a mixture of relief, ecstasy, relief, and pleasure.

"Iserveld, the other half of the power of time belongs to you, right?"

Riemann nodded.

"That's good, stay here and don't move."

Next, before Riemann could react, Father Prescott's body shattered into specks of light, and those pure white light spots enveloped Riemann and the sea like a hurricane. When he got up, Riemann couldn't help reaching out to cover it.

Then there was a strange feeling that something had sunk into him.

It all happens in two seconds.

After the spot of light disappeared, he called out the sentence—"Father Prescott!"

The Mr. Principal standing aside was also stunned, and he couldn't help shouting out—"He can't be Joe! Joe...Joe is not like this at all...I can recognize Joe's soul! They are completely different! "

Riemann glanced at the position before the opponent disappeared with a complicated expression.

"Since he believes in this way, what does it matter if it is true or not?"

……

"Samin?"

A hoarse voice made the silent Riemann and Mr. Principal turn their heads to look. A dozen people appeared on the sea at some point. Most of them had vicissitudes of life and old clothes. People who come out are not of this era.

"Mr. Andy?!"

The principal with the white beard yelled like a child, and rushed towards the uncle who was the leader of the dozen or so people.

Samin... Riemann silently thought, the original Mr. Principal's name is this, no wonder he is always reluctant to tell himself his real name...

"Samin, did you succeed? Thank you for your hard work."

Mr. Principal wiped his tears with his hand: "It's not me who worked hard..."

He turned around and reached out to signal Riemann who was standing aside.

"This is Mr. Riemann Iserveld. After I realized that I would never succeed, I pinned my hopes on young people who were more talented than me. It was he who destroyed the Holy See. You should thank him. .”

The forbidden spell mage who was called "Mr. Andy" by the principal had a terrifying magician's face, and it seemed that he was suitable for being used to scare children.

Led by him, everyone approached Riemann with something that was probably an ancient ritual that he had never seen before.

"Thank you. On behalf of the others, I officially accept you as a member of the magicians."

Riemann bent his eyes and smiled: "Thank you, but I'm afraid there is no such thing as a member of the magician anymore."

The other party froze for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Riemann: "I announced the magic core to everyone in the world. This is to overthrow the Holy See. You should understand?"

This is the reason why Riemann dragged the task of rescuing the Forbidden Curse Mage until now. According to Mr. Principal’s description, one of those Forbidden Curse Mages regards magic and knowledge as private property in the group. In order to prevent them from being rescued Later, it appeared that they wanted to reproduce the world before the Age of Gods. Riemann insisted on delaying this task until now. Now it is a done deal. Whether they like it or not, it has become an established fact that everyone can learn magic.

And Riemann still holds the time magic in his hand, and he can still beat everyone. Even if they are unhappy, they can only swallow this breath.

……

As soon as I was rescued, I found that the world was turned upside down, and the curse mages had already left all over the place. I will not talk about how the magicians almost ran away.

Riemann is in a good mood now. He has finally solved the cause and effect brought about by this system, and the world is about to become what he wants, so he can finally rest.

He returned to the academy, but saw two familiar faces at the door.

"Hello, is this the Academy of Magic?"

Liz, who was in charge of the reception, replied with a smile: "Yes, what's the matter with you two?"

"We want to join the Academy of Magic. We were originally magicians."

"Is it a curse mage, or a magician?"

"Uh, magician, is there a big difference between the two? Will it affect the entrance examination?"

"It's not big. All you need to accept for admission are math tests."

"Huh? Isn't it a spellcasting assessment?"

"No, dear two, here is your registration form, please fill it out."

"Oh ok...huh?"

"What's the matter, madam and sir?"

"That gentleman looking at us looks familiar?"

"That's our principal, Mr. Riemann Iserveld!"

Riemann, whose name was mentioned, smiled and walked towards them.

Mr. Temple and Mrs. Temple felt more familiar with each other, and finally shouted when Riemann came to the front: "Mr. Priest?!"

Riemann smiled: "It's me."

"Oh my god! You...you are the rumored powerful Forbidden Curse Mage?! My God, I actually asked a four-ringed Forbidden Curse Mage to mediate my family conflict?!"

"If this can make you feel better, madam, I only had the third ring at the time, but I didn't expect the two to be magicians... I didn't realize it at all at the time. Don't you like to ask the Holy See to help you judge right from wrong?"

"Cough... Actually, this is some kind of disguise, because it would be too conspicuous if you don't get in touch with the Holy See at all, so you have to trouble them with boring things from time to time."

Riemann complained silently: I actually listened to the nonsense quarrel between your husband and wife for so long because of this outrageous reason...

"I really hope this doesn't take points off our entrance exams..."

Riemann smiled: "Don't worry, the entrance examination is completely fair. After all, you will be able to do mathematics, and you will not be able to. Goodbye."