The days of learning black magic in another world

So things became like this, all the relics of Viscount Linton were stuffed into two large suitcases and loaded into the carriage of the Duke's mansion.

Riemann identified these things one by one on the carriage.

And Rocco Fernandi reacted impatiently by suggesting that Riemann burn them all.

Riemann: ...

He ignored Roc Fernandi's words, and continued to use the identification technique under the cover of rummaging.

In the end, Riemann seized four notebooks that were identified as [Magic Books], some spell-casting materials with unknown functions, and a necklace engraved with curse spells-the attributes were not as good as Riemann's now. Man casually threw it into the backpack.

For the rest, Riemann stuffed them back into the suitcase, then packed them and threw them into the backpack.

Rocco Fernandi didn't say anything about it - he was silently glad that he skipped the whole afternoon's class!Still with Riemann's acquiescence, there is no need to worry about double punishment!

This is really - great!

……

Riemann's next days were relatively busy.

In addition to going to school during the day, he also has to study the four magic books of Viscount Linton. The first one is about curse spells. Judging by the tone of his voice, he probably didn't belong to Viscount Linton at first, but a curse book before him. mage.

The remaining three books are the records of the Marquis of Linton himself. Riemann thought about his life while flipping through them-he really wanted to teach a lesson to magicians all over the world about how to take notes and classify, instead of writing what he thought of and writing all the books. All the messy content is recorded in a notebook...

But it’s a mess, there are still a lot of practical content in the notes, such as how to catch the blue fish king during the day, how to process the blue blue fish king’s meat into edible meat, how to cook the blue blue fish king deliciously…

Riemann took a few nights to practice these knowledge points.

Among other things, he was writing a thesis on limits and differentials.

On the one hand, it was because the excuse he made to the Chester family was that he was going to write a thesis... If he didn't write it, he always felt that he had promised something and hadn't finished it.

On the other hand, from the generalized binomial theorem to the infinite series, this line of thought is indeed clear enough for him, but when he was giving lectures to everyone in Springs, he could clearly feel that everyone in the audience looked at him. confused.

Sure enough, there is no limit and differential base, and it is still too difficult to go directly to the series.

So Riemann diligently published his thesis and began to write a new paper, but it was still a big gift package paper, from limit to differential to integral, including how to use calculus to find the area, all stuffed into this article.

However, although there is a lot of content, this part of the content is the most familiar to a mathematics student and the most comfortable to use. No matter how many years after graduation, it will be the most impressive part.And considering that this stuff is just a generalization, and it only needs to be written roughly, it is very simple, so Riemann actually had a lot of fun writing it.

A few days later, Riemann stood in front of Calvin Ross (reviewer) again.

"Mr. Ross, this is a new paper I wrote these days."

Calvin Rose's face, which alternates between impatient and irritable, showed a rare hint of bewilderment.

"You wrote another paper?"

"Yeah!" Riemann nodded obediently, feeling that he should look like a good student now.

"Huh——" Calvin Rose covered his face and took a deep breath, "Okay, I'll see later, Riemann, I'm not dissatisfied with you, but I haven't fully understood you yet. The last paper..."

"Riemann, you will break a lot of people, do you understand?"

Riemann quickly explained: "Oh, Mr. Ross! Please don't worry! This article is written to let everyone better understand infinite series!"

Calvin Ross put down his hand and glanced at Riemann suspiciously: "Really?"

Riemann showed a bright smile: "Of course! Please believe me, Mr. Ross, after reading this article, you will definitely feel that my last article is much more understandable!"

Calvin Ross opened Riemann's article suspiciously and read it.

After a long time, he raised his head.

Riemann asked expectantly: "How about it, do you think it will be of great help to understand infinite series?"

Calvin Rose had a strange expression: "I can't say that there is something wrong with what you said, but..."

"Who would create another theory in order to make people understand it better!"

"Okay, your article will be published in the next issue of Mathematics. You can go back. I don't want to see your face for the time being."

Calvin Ross dryly ordered Riemann to leave.

Riemann waved his hand in a good temper: "Goodbye, Mr. Ross!"

……

Thanks to the busy life, Riemann felt that not long after, Adi rushed in excitedly and shouted to him:

"Mr. Riemann! Mr. Eugene has arrived in Wangcheng!"

Riemann also stood up excitedly: "Really? Where is Mr. Eugene?"

"Mr. Eugene rented a house in the outer city, and he said he would come to visit you tonight."

Riemann: "Did Mr. Eugene leave an address?"

Adi: "It's better to stay..."

Riemann interrupted him directly: "Give it to me, we will go to see Mr. Eugene now."

Riemann, who didn't want to wait until the evening, almost couldn't wait to take the note from Adi that said Eugene's temporary accommodation, and then took Adi with him, and then took the Duke's carriage and set off towards the destination.

……

"Brother Riemann! Why are you here? I can't get anything out here now. Oh, it's a mess, it's not easy to entertain you. Didn't I write to Adi to say that I will visit you tonight?"

The chubby boss Eugene looked embarrassed, but came out to greet Riemann with a happy smile.

Riemann said very earnestly: "Mr. Eugene has come to Wangcheng, how can I just wait so stupidly for my husband to come to visit? I should be the one who came to see him."

Eugene's chubby face was almost full of laughter: "I know that you are still willing to cooperate with me, I feel at ease! I was very nervous before! To be honest, I will put all my wealth on this time. My brother is on..."

Riemann blinked: "Mr. Eugene, I will not let you down."

Riemann, who was thinking quickly in his heart, asked: "The new flame rose, sir, have you figured out the location? When will the construction be completed at the earliest?"

"Ahem..." Eugene coughed a few times, "The land in Wangcheng is much more expensive than that in Butley County, and the construction cost has also doubled. If you want to build a flame rose that is exactly the same as Butley County, I'm afraid Not only will it take more than half a year, but it will also take all my savings... and I am not familiar with the place where the royal city was born. Even if it is really built, there is no guarantee that a noble lord will not suddenly appear and take it as his own... "

Riemann frowned in confusion: "Then...does Mr. Eugene want me to perform in the open air? To be honest, it's not impossible, but this seems to be a bit of a chicken for the flame rose..."

Eugene: "Well, that's not true. In fact, I thought of a trick."

"Ok?"

"On the west side of Wangcheng, there is a theater that was abandoned halfway through construction. There is only one skeleton."

"Uh, we bought this unfinished building for renovation?"

"Cough...the transformation is indeed a transformation...but it may not be the transformation you imagined."

Riemann: "?"

Eugene: "In short, you will understand after taking a look. I originally planned to go to my brother to see the results of the transformation at night after finishing the processing. After all, if I don't have anything in hand, I am too embarrassed to see you. Ah, but since you came early, why not come and witness the transformation process together."

Riemann sat in Eugene's carriage with some curiosity, and they drove all the way to the west of the royal city amidst the background sound of tapping.

When the carriage stopped, Eugene jumped out of the carriage first, followed by Riemann.

Riemann jumped off the carriage, raised his head, and his heart almost missed a beat.

Because the person standing beside Eugene and greeting him was wearing a familiar moon-white robe.

And the last time he saw a robe of this style was on Father Prescott.

His hand on the edge of the carriage tightened, but he just got out of the carriage more smoothly, and then stood aside, showing a naive curiosity.

After calming down, he realized that comparing the other party with Father Prescott might be a bit disrespectful to Father Prescott.

Because the other party looked like Eugene in a priest costume.

The same slightly fat body shape, the same slight baldness from middle-aged people, and even the same kind smile—this caused a huge shock to Riemann's stereotyped impression of the priest's profession.

So there is such a priest... Riemann thought strangely, it turns out that not all of them have the holy look of Father Prescott, who was sad and happy. From this point of view, it seems that the other party can be a holy son. It makes sense...

Mr. Priest, who resembles Eugene's long-lost twin, is talking to Eugene with a smile on his face:

"...Is this angle okay?"

"Yes, that is, the effect I want is similar to that kind of jumping feeling."

"Jumping? Yes, yes, absolutely fine."

"..."

Riemann's complexion became even weirder, and the other party sounded like an unlucky party B who responded to Party A's requests.

Unlucky party B, after the fat version of the priest finished talking with Mr. Eugene, he quietly waited aside with his hands tied, and Eugene said a few words to the entourage around him, and the entourage hurriedly ran to the metal frame, carefully picked up the The torch rubbed against the metal frame.

In the next second, Riemann's breath was suffocated.

The jumping red flames climbed and swept across the skeleton of the huge building in front of you——according to Eugene, the skeleton of the building was copied and built by Urang King City a few years ago, following the trend of his flame rose in Sydney. Although it was unfinished in the end, the shape is indeed a rose.

And the red tongues of flame are now wantonly climbing on the metal frame - there is probably no building in this world that fits the name "Flame Rose" better than the skeleton in front of you.

"Holy Seal!"

The fat priest restrained his smile, and a white holy light descended from the sky, instantly fixing and sealing up the burning flame.

"How about it, Mr. Eugene, is the jumping effect okay?"

Interrupted by the voice of the fat priest, Riemann let out a long breath, and slowly moved his gaze away from the beautiful miracle in front of him.

After receiving Eugene's praise, the fat priest had already greeted him with a smile and left. Riemann made a hesitant look and asked Eugene: "Mr. Eugene, how did you invite the priest to help you... To renovate the theater?"

Eugene: "Oh! Brother Riemann... I was a big taxpayer at the beginning, and because I was not a nobleman, it was a full [-]% higher than the tax paid by the nobles to the church!"

Riemann: ... This is a very practical reason.