The days of learning black magic in another world

It took Riemann two days to line up the special effects version of "Dragon Ring" and perform his second and final magic show in Bartley County.

Eugene is indeed a good businessman. Knowing that Riemann had made up his mind to go, he could not keep Riemann, so he quickly gave up struggling, and turned to publicize with all his strength in the last afternoon-this is "A Person Blessed by Flames or The last performance of The Tormentor!If I want to see it again, I'm afraid it's time for Flaming Rose to drive to Wangcheng!So come see it!

For this publicity, the theater has a total of [-] seats plus [-] boxes, all of which are full of people, and it is full for three full performances.

Riemann successfully obtained 150 silver coins, and saved a reserve fund for his life in the royal city.

Although this amount of money is actually not enough for him to buy some materials to make equipment.

Achill Monroe heard that he was doing a magic show, so he also took a seat curiously. Monroe, who lives in Wangcheng, has naturally heard about the recent trends in Sidney, but he has not seen this kind of magic show with his own eyes. A performance that pretends to be magic.

After the performance, this gentleman who was praised by both the king and the pope as the most brilliant mathematician, naturalist, and philosopher in Ulan naturally did not feel that Riemann had degenerated into a magician, but looked contemplatively and had already stepped back. Riemann on the stage, trying to understand how his elementary school student did all this.

"actually……"

Riemann was interrupted just as he was about to speak.

"Oh, although I'm already an old man with half a foot in the grave, my thinking has degenerated, and my brain can't turn fast, but please don't deprive me of the joy of thinking. Rather than asking you to tell me the mystery behind it, I will I still prefer to explore by myself, it will give me the illusion that I am still young, alas, I really miss the old days, when other people were like me now trying to understand how you pull off this wonderful show Same, it took a lot of effort just to figure out my accidental flash of insight..."

So Riemann didn't bother the old man's memory of the past. He caught little Polo who was chatting with Joyce in the aisle of the theater. Little Polo felt that the world was really lonely. Fortunately, besides him, there was Joyce. Iss knew Riemann's true identity...the two of them put their heads together, looking at the audience downstairs who didn't know the truth from upstairs, feeling like everyone was drunk and I was alone.

What a stupid human being...

"Riemann?! You, why are you here!"

Riemann smiled: "I'm leaving."

Little Polo was stunned: "Leave? You mean..."

Riemann: "Yes, I'm leaving Battery County."

Little Polo suddenly felt that his mood was a bit complicated. The devil finally planned to leave. What a meal... the devil just frightened him.

Alas... In short, it seems that you are reluctant?

"Where are you going?"

"Wang Cheng, maybe he will come back, maybe he won't, so I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"Oh...then, have a good trip." Little Polo scratched his head, and it took him a long time to express his wishes.

Riemann smiled at him: "Thank you, and I wish you a bright future."

When he turned to leave, there was a shout behind him: "I'll go play with you when I go to Wangcheng!"

Riemann was a little amused, and it turned out to be a child, so he turned his head and said "yes".

Little Polo instantly regretted it, how dare he do it!Take a magician as a playmate!Oh, his short memory mouth!

So far, all of Riemann's relationships in Bartley County have been dealt with.

He stepped into Achill Monroe's carriage in the misty light, and started the fifteen-day journey.

……

Wulang, outside the royal city.

The voices of an old man and a young man talking faintly came from a carriage.

"Phew - I'm finally back in Wangcheng. I wanted to enjoy the scenery along the way, but unfortunately, all my experimental devices are in the academy, and all my mind is on early verification of your magic hypothesis. , The scenery along the way is really a pity... But I hope you can enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way."

"Mr. Monroe, I'm afraid I'm looking forward to Wangcheng more than you. After all, this is the place where you have lived for nearly your whole life, but I have never seen Wangcheng with my own eyes, so to be honest, I can only see the scenery along the way. I took a rough look at it, and now my mind is empty."

"Hahaha, it's inappropriate to say that your brain is empty. I can assure you that you have engraved every bit of the knowledge I taught you along the way in your mind. Rochester is right, you really You are a once-in-a-century genius, I originally planned to let you take the preparatory school in Springs for a year, but now it seems that I have done unnecessary and lame care."

"How could it be? Mr. Monroe, I am willing to learn from the basics. After all, I have only learned this content sporadically. I am willing to go to the preparatory college. It is always right to make my foundation and system solid. .”

"Hahaha Riemann, Riemann, believe me, a bad old man, you can join Springs College. Those students don't even have the word mathematical system in their minds. If they finish studying this Fifteen days of what I have taught you, I dare to say that I have completely mastered mathematics..."

So the carriage drove into the gate of the royal city, crossed the wide road, and stopped in front of the gate of Springs College, the most dazzling pearl in Wulang. A black-haired and black-eyed man jumped out of the carriage A young man, wearing a well-fitting shirt and windbreaker, which made his figure slender, stretched out a hand after he got out of the car, and then another older gentleman got out of the car with his hand.

They entered Springs, exchanged ten silver coins and a letter of recommendation from Archer Monroe himself for the examination five days later, and returned to the carriage.

"Dear little Riemann, it is quite costly and time-consuming to set up a family in the royal city. With your current savings, you may barely be able to buy a decent house, but after that, your life will probably be tight. I think this is actually a very bad deal, so I have prepared two options for you, one is to live in my house, Mrs. Monroe always cares more about his students than Mr. Monroe, since little Rochester After graduating and leaving Wangcheng to go to Butley County to exile herself, Mrs. Monroe has been feeling very lonely, and your presence will definitely make her very happy."

"However, I think you may not be willing to accept such a financial aid, although I hope you can realize that this is not a financial aid."

"So I have prepared a second option for you. Duke Fernandi is looking for a tutor for his young son. It doesn't need to be very knowledgeable. The young Duke is not a child with outstanding talents. Rather, he He is just an ordinary, dull, rebellious heir to the nobility who fantasizes about an adventurous life, so instead of looking for a strict tutor, Duke Fernandi actually wants to find someone who can accompany the little Duke to make trouble Playmate, you are not only familiar with the fashionable magic that has just emerged in Sidney, but also come from Battery County, where a magician has just been wiped out by the Holy See, so you are the perfect candidate."

"And Duke Fernandi has always been generous, and the Duke's Mansion is also a livable place. I think Riemann may be willing to consider it."

"God of light, Mr. Monroe, you can't be more considerate of me, I don't even know how to express my gratitude..."

"Hahaha, you will become famous in the mainland as soon as possible, and you will repay me by stepping on the soles of your feet, those guys from Sydney who are arrogant and have their eyes above the top."

So the carriage drove through the huge fountain park in the center of the royal city, and stopped in front of a resplendent mansion.

Duke Fernandi seemed to be just over [-] years old, and he was in a strong body. Not long after Riemann followed Mr. Monroe into the Duke's mansion, he saw the strong Duke walking towards them vigorously. Come on, stretch out your broad arms as if asking Mr. Monroe to back up or down twice.

Achill Monroe reached out his hand to block the enthusiastic Lord Duke: "Hey, hey, little Elliott, I'm already over 50, and I can't stand your 'two shots'."

"Haha I'm sorry Mr. Monroe, it's been a long time..." He turned his head to look at Riemann who was standing quietly beside him, "Is this the student Mr. Monroe specially went to Butley County to recruit?"

Achill Monroe smiled triumphantly: "Not bad."

Duke Fernandi: "It seems that Mr. Monroe is really satisfied with this child. The last time you accepted a student must have been more than ten years ago... But I didn't expect that I would have the honor to become Archie. Mister Monroe's No.1 for sharing joy."

Monroe: "Haha, I'm not just here to show off to you. I'm here for other reasons. Didn't you worry about little Fernandi running to dangerous areas all day long?"

"No, I'd rather he spend his money every day, having fun like everyone else, than losing his life at any time."

Monroe smiled mysteriously: "Then you are saved, my student is not only talented in mathematics, but also knows some dangerous tricks. The owner of the Flame Rose in Sidney King City was pushed out to Butley County, and then opened a new one." There is a theater in which there is a strange person who can use flames with bare hands, you should have heard of it? This strange person is my new student, and he has a bag of real adventure stories in his belly. The Holy Son went to Battery County for training, and ended up destroying a wild magician. Have you heard the story? As for my student, he just happened to face that magician. Look, who else is better than me? Is this student better suited to leash little Fernandi?"

Duke Fernandi's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "This is indeed the tutor Little Locke wants!"

He immediately stepped forward and grabbed Riemann's shoulder: "Oh, oh, dear student of Mr. Monroe, I don't ask Little Locke to learn any knowledge, as long as you tell more about your own adventures to drain his energy, Don't let him run outside, I'll be satisfied!"

Riemann looked serious: "I see, when can I see the little duke?"

Fernandi was obviously very satisfied with his proactive attitude, and immediately grabbed his shoulder and said, "Now! Right now! He's making a fuss to go out!"

Riemann: "Don't worry, Your Excellency the Duke, where is the study, I want to make some arrangements first..."