The days of learning black magic in another world

In the evening, night fell early, and the mansion also changed to a brightly lit look.

A flood of people poured into the Villen family's mansion. After all, Bartley County is not like the royal city, where countless nobles with money and leisure have gathered. Because Heller Velen's father finally got his wish, he sent the invitation to the mansion. It was in every corner of Wangcheng, so this party was more lively and crowded than the dinner party that Riemann had seen at Redmond's house.

Heller was carried to the side of his father, General Velen early, to be reviewed by the crowd.

Heller originally cast him a look for help, but Riemann knew that even if General Velen's warm and friendly attitude towards him was scary, there was absolutely no need for this dinner prepared for his son to be admitted to Springs. He is the No. [-] person who comes here to overwhelm the host.

So, he pretended not to see Heller's gaze, and as soon as the banquet started, he took advantage of the crowds and got away to find a place where he should eat and drink.

"Duke Fernandi and the Young Duke!"

There was an announcement from the door, and Riemann looked out, and he saw Duke Fernandi and Locke Jr., Duke Fernandi looked more majestic and majestic than in the Duke's mansion, walking beside him The little Locke still has a second face of "you stupid and lowly human beings".

Riemann was still hesitating whether to go up to say hello, but when he saw a group of people surrounded by Duke Fernandi, he immediately stopped moving forward, returned to the dining table, and scooped up a spoonful of delicious Best unknown dessert.

At this moment, most of the people around Duke Fernandi wanted to get close to the Duke. As for the bad-tempered little Duke who never knew how to show respect for others, they only dared to politely praise him through the Duke. .

In the earliest days, it wasn't that no one wanted to save the country with curves, and to draw closer to the Duke by flattering the young Duke. As a result, that unlucky guy was scolded by the young Duke in front of all the people attending the banquet—the reason was that the other party Tried to offend myself with "cheap" glass beads and "stupid" games.

The conscience of heaven and earth, that "stupid" game was the most fashionable game in Wangcheng at that time, many noble young masters and ladies were addicted to it, and the "cheap" glazed beads were even more wronged, those things were frighteningly expensive... Playing only with golden beads, the unlucky guy who wanted to curry favor with the little duke took this set of glazed beads to play with, but in order to make the little duke leave a deeper impression on him, it turned out...

After that, some people didn't believe in evil, especially after the name of the little duke's favorite adventure stories came out, some people felt that they could do it, and ran to the little duke and described their adventures as No.1.

As a result, the little duke who read countless articles sharply pointed out that he integrated the popular adventure stories on the market to deceive him that this was his real experience.

Another scolding meal.

All in all, after that, everyone has a full understanding of the little duke's character, and completely cut off the curve to save the country.

But at this moment, there was such a daring young man, instead of pushing through the large army trying to talk to the Duke, he bent down and approached the little Duke beside him with a smile.

Among the people who tried to talk to the Duke, some successfully squeezed in front of the Duke and said a few words, and some were still on the periphery after squeezing for a long time. This was the case with a young man who struggled for a long time and could only choose to give up. When he saw someone He actually tried to attack the young duke, and he couldn't help but look like a fool... I don't know which ignorant fool came out of the backcountry.

As expected, the little duke showed an impatient expression towards the guy who suddenly approached him, and the young man's boredom was swept away, and he couldn't help gloating.

But he opened his eyes wide in the next second, because after the idiot said a few words, the little duke actually showed a curious look.

This "ignorant idiot" is naturally Viscount Linton, a well-informed dark magician.

In order to capture the little duke who loves adventure stories, Viscount Linton decided to sacrifice his own personal experience—the kind of narrow escape.

However, he did not say that this was his own experience, and only used the title "a viscount" instead.

At first, the little duke thought that this was another idiot who didn't know what was wrong with his mind and insisted on telling him some clichéd stories, but when he heard... the story was quite fresh, and he had never seen it before, and the other party's narration was better than the ones on the market. Adventure stories or strange anecdotes have a very important advantage, that is, they are detailed and well-founded, unlike some people who tell him about the haunted scene who only say "white figure" or simply lie to children. giant grimacing" or something.

"Then, has this viscount become a magician?"

The little duke was completely immersed in the story, and he enjoyed hearing it with great interest, especially since he was very satisfied with the ending of the story. The viscount, who accidentally encountered an extraordinary event, found the magician's potion and notes at the end of the event.

It completely hit his heart's longing.

"Of course." Viscount Linton seemed to be lost in memory, "No one survived that mansion except him. He returned to his residence with potions and notes, and succeeded in becoming a magician half a year later."

"Later, he experienced various adventures. At the end of the story, he went to Wangcheng, hoping to find a student for himself. The young duke of Wangcheng has a strong desire for extraordinary power. If he enters the extraordinary world, he will definitely improve rapidly... "

The little duke narrowed his eyes and looked him up and down.

"just you?"

Viscount Linton smiled slightly: "I didn't say that, Your Excellency the Young Duke, but if Your Excellency the Young Duke is interested, maybe you can find me at the Wendy's mansion sometime."

Rocco Fernandi said disdainfully: "No need, I already have a teacher, he can teach me how to control and play with the flame, can you?"

Linton frowned—what the hell?

Rocco Fernandi had lost interest. He thought this man had a good story to tell.He waved his hand: "Go away, I'm not interested in being a student for someone who can only tell stories."

Linton frowned and stood where he was, watching the little duke turn and leave.

Wangcheng... When will the magician appear aboveboard?He is also a fire magician. This type has always been hunted down by the Holy See more ruthlessly because of its greater destructive power to buildings. What are you doing?

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On the other side of the banquet, due to the arrival of Duke Fernandi, too many people gathered around the Duke, and the atmosphere on the other side of the hall was naturally a little deserted.

A noble lady held her husband's arm, frowning slightly, looking a little absent-minded.

Not far behind her was a beautiful girl, and a slightly shorter and childish boy who could be called handsome.

"What's the matter, Marianne? Why have you been distracted today?"

The husband of the noble lady lowered her head slightly and asked thoughtfully.

Mrs. Marian shook her head slowly: "It's nothing, Bernard, I'm fine."

"What's going on, Alina? Mother just went out with you, and when she came back, she looked very worried. What happened?"

Not far behind Marianne is a boy and a girl. The girl is beautiful and tall, and she looks a bit proud. The boy is a little shorter than him. He has a handsome appearance but is not aggressive. He has a sense of presence Not as strong as a girl.

But the boy who dominated the two was the boy, who frowned and questioned, clearly asking "Why did my mother appear abnormal after going out with you", but the girl didn't dare to lose her temper. Instead, he smiled flatteringly: "Cousin Albert, we actually encountered a strange thing. When Aunt Marianne and I were going to the book club this morning, we passed by Springs College, only to find out that today is Day of the Springs College report..."

"Get to the point." The black-haired boy frowned.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Anyway, Aunt Marianne and I saw a boy who looked very similar to my uncle. I guess this is why Aunt Marianne was upset..."

"Tell me, could that be my uncle's illegitimate son outside?"

The young man glanced at her sullenly: "Don't talk nonsense, mother and father have a very good relationship."

"Sorry..." The girl was startled by the other party's eyes and covered her mouth.

"Eh?! That's him!"

The girl suddenly exclaimed, and the boy followed her gaze, dazed for a moment.

As the girl said, the man looked exactly like his father. Although he had inherited his father's black hair and outline, his facial features were more like his mother's, especially his pair of blue eyes.

And the boy who made Alina exclaim and made Mrs. Marian restless all day, not only had black hair, but also had almost the same eye shape and black eyes as Bernard Iserveld. Even the facial features are very similar to his father, Earl Iserveld.

Alina's bold guess seemed to echo in his ears.

Albert Iserveld squinted his eyes, and pierced his sharp eyes straight at Riemann. Riemann raised his head and looked around for a week if he felt that he had become a magician. Perception seems to have improved a lot.

And at this moment, Mrs. Marianne and Earl Iserveld were about to turn around and walk in another direction, and once they turned their heads, they would see the black-haired and black-eyed boy.

Albert Iserveld's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed forward almost immediately, grabbing Mrs. Marianne's arm.

"What's the matter, my dear little Albert?" Although Mrs. Marianne has been a little restless tonight, she still showed a gentle smile to her well-behaved son, and bent slightly to ask.

"Mother, is that Sydney's green grayling? Let's go over there and have a look. It looks very fresh and delicious."

"Ah, is that so? Okay..." Mrs. Marianne was a little surprised. Little Albert has always been well-behaved and quiet, rarely acting like a baby, and rarely making demands on them. As a child who is only 11 years old, he is even a little deep .It is rare for little Albert to ask her for anything now, and it was out of curiosity about delicious and novel food, which made her a little soft-hearted, and immediately let Albert pull them to the long hall where the maid who was cutting the herring was. at the table.

As the name suggests, the green grayling fish has a blue skin, which seems to be shining blue under the lights of the Velen mansion. The maid peeled this huge blue grayling with a shiny knife, and you can see the flesh in the almost transparent flesh. Has a light blue color.

Marianne had never seen such a strange fish before, and the maid's knife skills were pleasing to the eye. She was fascinated by it for a while, and didn't notice that it was Albert who said she was curious at the beginning, but when she really came to the green gray fish, Albert was surprised. His face lacked interest, and he even took a few steps back because he disliked the fishy smell.

He told Alina: "You stay with my mother. If she wants to go to other places, she will lead in the opposite direction and act cute. Aren't you always good at it?"

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the boy with black hair and black eyes. Albert narrowed his eyes. The other party had better have nothing to do with his father, otherwise...

Riemann is thinking.

Oh, I'm not thinking about the thesis in the afternoon, the context of the thesis has been written almost, and it will be fine to fill in the details and proofs later.

He was thinking, the fish cut by the lady in front of him...why does it look so much like the blue fish king?

"It is said that this is a live green grayling brought by Sydney. It is rare to see such a large green grayling with a faint blue body. The general green grayling is very small, and only the back has a blue color." One line, today is really an eye-opener..."

As if knowing what Riemann was thinking, a young man beside him thoughtfully added the narration for him.

Riemann's face became even weirder, green gray fish - this is completely blue fish!

Even the description is right, the ordinary green grayling only has a blue line on its back, but this huge one has blue all over its body, he just killed one of this thing!

Covertly throw out an identification technique.

[lv.24 Blue Fish King (edible state)]

Riemann was a little shocked for a while, what happened to the king?Eating the second-ring Warcraft openly? ?He looked suspiciously at the maid who was pleasingly cutting up fish with a kitchen knife in front of her—could she be a magician too?

Throw out an identification technique covertly again.

[lv.7 The maid of General Velen's family, slightly stronger than ordinary people]

Slightly stronger than ordinary people, then they are still ordinary people...

Riemann looked at this match suspiciously, the ordinary maid, and the second-ring monster under her knife, a faint sadness surged in his heart, if he had known this, what would he do in the dark forest, and he came directly to apply for the job at General Velen's house Is your cook not good...

But the mission specified that he should go to the dark forest, forget it.

While he was meditating and lamenting for a while, [lv. 7 Maid of General Velen's House] had already cut the blue fish king slice in front of her into pieces, distributed them on plates and handed them to the onlookers.

Riemann naturally also received a copy. He opened his mouth curiously and passed a piece of fish into his mouth.

It melts in the mouth, and it's a little sweet. The taste is good, and it's not just a novelty.

But what really shocked Riemann, and even straightened his back slightly, was that a familiar prompt sounded in his ear.

"Eat the meat of the second-ring monster, the experience value +20"

Riemann opened his mouth slowly - good guy, is there such an upgrade method?

He looked at the remaining fish on the plate with a strange expression, thinking of the corpse of the blue fish king that he had thrown in the dark forest.

Lost, really big loss.

At this moment, a boy's voice suddenly sounded from his right. To be precise, it was the voice of a boy pretending to be mature.

"The herring smells good, right?"

Riemann turned his head and saw a black-haired boy who was a head shorter than him, and nodded with a smile.

"I see that you only took one bite, and you were stunned in place. It seems that this fish must have an extraordinary taste."

Riemann raised his eyebrows, this is... the visitor is not kind.

He searched in his brain, but he didn't have any relevant impression of the boy in front of him, so where did he provoke him?

He has always been kind to others, but the few times he was not kind, the other party died cleanly, so no one should come to make trouble.

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but he just smiled with a good temper: "It's really extraordinary."

Isn't it extraordinary?The second-ring Warcraft meat also increases experience, if it is not extraordinary, who is extraordinary?

The other party narrowed his eyes: "I don't seem to have seen you before, do you rarely attend banquets?"

Riemann: "I just came to Wangcheng."

"Oh."

After a cadenced "oh", Riemann thought that the other party should leave with disdain after knowing that he was a bumpkin, but he underestimated the other party's patience and persistence.

"Where do you come from?"

Riemann replied with a good temper: "Batterey County."

The other party frowned, and Riemann thought a bit leisurely - given the extent of Bartley County's backcountry, wouldn't this young master have never heard of it?

Riemann: "So what's the matter with you? If it's okay, I want to continue eating."

He asked politely. In fact, his hands were faster than his mouth. As soon as he finished speaking, a new plate of herring meat was put into his mouth.

Albert looked at him in disgust.

Riemann blinked innocently, even if he put aside the experience points, the meat of the blue fish king is really delicious, what's the matter with this man, he is talking nonsense with him here if he refuses to eat something delicious...

Albert took a deep breath: "Who is your father?"

Riemann swallowed the fish slowly and smiled: "Sorry, I'm an orphan."

Albert frowned even tighter.

Riemann became a little impatient. Today is different from the past. He has money and backgrounds now, so he doesn't need to show a good face to every noble. He decided to give the other party one last chance to speak frankly. He rushed to the next A table with a herring on it.

"So, what's the matter with you? This... hasn't asked your name yet."

"Albert Iserveld."

Albert puffed out his chest as he spoke. Riemann was already familiar with this look, and the other party was obviously very proud of his surname.

"Hmm...so something?"

"I just want you to know that it shouldn't be your position, don't think about it."

Riemann opened his eyes slightly in confusion. For the first time, he felt that he should study aristocratic linguistics. Could it be that the nobles he met before were too straightforward?

Riemann answered his feelings honestly: "To be honest, I didn't understand."

To his surprise, his words hit the opponent's thunder point somewhere, and the noble boy who was originally restrained suddenly burst into anger, and pointed a finger at him.

"Why are you pretending not to understand?! I warn you, you are not allowed to step into Iserveld's house, even if your father takes you to the king's city, so what, put yourself in your position! You are just an illegitimate child!"

Riemann clearly felt that the eyes of everyone within five meters around him were all focused on his face.

Riemann was speechless. What kind of injustice is this? Whose illegitimate child could the child in the sewer slum be? !Who did the other party recognize him as!

"This... Mr. Iserveld, please believe me, I am really an orphan, a pure-blooded poor man, and I came to the capital only because Mr. Monroe wanted me to be his student."

"Wow, this is the gifted boy that Mr. Monroe specially went to pick up in Butley County?"

"I can't tell, I can't tell that it came from that small place in Butley County, and I can't tell that it's a poor man..."

"What about the illegitimate child..."

"It's fake, after all, it's Mr. Monroe's student."

"That's not necessarily true. How can the poor afford to learn mathematics, and how can they attract the attention of Mr. Monroe? Maybe it's some illegitimate child raised in the country..."

Immediately, all kinds of not-so-quiet "whispers" sounded around.

Obviously, the menacing boy and the last "whisper" were an idea, and Riemann's explanation not only failed to make him accept it, but made his anger even more raging.

He took a step forward and grabbed Riemann's collar: "I will warn you one last time, don't quibble with rhetoric, just answer - I promise that eternal life will not step into Iserveld's territory..."

Riemann's expression cooled down.

"Albert! What are you doing?!"

A beautiful female voice stopped Riemann's plan to teach this bear a lesson—since his parents came.His eyes gradually calmed down, and he smiled and said to the person who came: "Madam, your child seems to have misunderstood me..."

Looking at the gentle and gentle lady of the noble, she suddenly pulled the boy back.

"Mother, what are you doing!"

"I should ask you this question, Albert, what are you doing?! Where's your tutor?! Not to mention... let alone..."

"Mother, look at his face, haven't you been restless all day because of this face? Is there any more convincing evidence than this face? I just came to warn this illegitimate child..."

"enough!"

Mrs. Marian interrupted her son forcefully, and walked to Riemann almost trembling.

She stretched out her right hand with a complex expression, as if she wanted to caress Riemann's side face. Riemann avoided it not so obviously but actually, and Mrs. Marianne immediately withdrew her hand as if she had been burned.

"Son... where are you from?"

There was a bad feeling in Riemann's heart: "Batterey County."

Then the tears of the noble lady in front of him fell down all at once, falling down in clusters like pearls with broken strings.

"Boy...you may not believe what I'm about to say, but my husband and I went to Battery County 14 years ago for a year-long holiday because I was pregnant and I wasn't well. So I decided to stay in Butley County and wait for the child to be born before returning to King City..."

"However, what happened next is completely beyond our control, because the vacation to Butley County is completely whimsical, so we didn't bring too many trustworthy servants, and when we finally needed to deliver the baby, we asked the previous A family of nobles we met in Wangcheng found a midwife... But what we didn't expect was that the friends we thought were not trustworthy. They had to come to Butley County to settle down because of their deteriorating financial situation, and the other party was still in Wangcheng We hold a grudge... In short, the child was hidden by them..."

"Bernard and I have been looking for that child for a long time, but...but..."

Riemann looked at the sobbing Mrs. Marianne, frowning slightly.

At the beginning, he did make up a life experience for himself, and hinted that he might have noble blood, but it was all to deceive the guards of Rhodes College...

He was an orphan in his previous life, but he didn't yearn for family affection because of this, so he really didn't want to suddenly have an extra pair of parents.

Moreover, he glanced at the few people in front of him, the noble lady who covered her face and began to cry, the young man whose eyes became more hostile to him after being stunned, and the tall man standing not far away, he should be the husband of this lady, his emotions The fluctuations are obviously not as big as this lady's. She can't see any surprises, nor can she be brooding about what happened back then, and there is even a slight frown between her brows.

Tsk, always feel very troublesome.

"Wow, it does look exactly like Earl Iserveld..."

The whispers of the onlookers came from his ears, and Riemann's heart moved slightly.

count?

After he came to Wangcheng, he didn't forget to find out about Mrs. Bartley's life experience in his busy schedule.

Mrs. Bartley was born in the Hopkins family. She is the second daughter of Earl Hopkins. She is famous for her beauty and wisdom. , which is Riemann's birth point in Butley County.

Coupled with the sentence in the diary of Baron Errela, "Why can the children of the Earl and Marquis enter the academy specially set up by the Holy See to study magic?"

So... maybe he should really try to recognize these relatives?

Thinking of this, he adjusted his expression, blankly and cautiously looked at the middle-aged man who looked almost exactly the same as him, and then at Mrs. Marian who looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"So... so, I'm not an orphan, right? I have my own parents, right?"

Mrs. Marianne wept bitterly, rushed forward and hugged him.

The boy blankly and tentatively hugged his mother who had been absent for many years. His face was not joy, but pure blankness. This appearance made the onlookers who just wanted to watch the excitement feel distressed, sobbed, and dropped two drops. tears.