The days of learning black magic in another world

The atmosphere in Iserveld's house has been very solemn recently.

Albert Iserveld was angry that his mother was talking like a madman about his so-called "big brother".

Mrs. Marianne was distressed at why the family did not welcome her child back, so she tried harder to convince others that almost every breakfast, lunch, and dinner table, Mrs. Marianne's words could be heard. Broken thoughts.

"Look, Riemann's kid has published a paper in "Mathematics"! He is only 14 years old! He is so smart, if he can receive a good noble education, he will definitely be better than he is now."

Albert Iserveld couldn't finish his meal, he put down his fork with a black face, and the metal collided on the porcelain plate, making a crisp and piercing sound.

Earl Iserveld, who was reading the newspaper, put down the newspaper in dissatisfaction, and blamed lightly: "Don't be so calm, Albert."

But he didn't answer Mrs. Marianne's words. Everyone at the table could feel Earl Iserveld's almost unconcealed attitude—he didn't welcome Riemann, and Marianne mentioned all the topics about Riemann. , He pretended he didn't hear it, didn't object, but didn't disagree, which made Mrs. Marian bit her lower lip with a pale face every time in embarrassment.

"Ahem, aunt, uncle, little Albert, Mrs. Frena, have you heard? Flaming roses are coming to the royal city!"

Alina inserted the topic very forcefully. Although it was a bit blunt, her efforts were still effective. After all, others were still willing to follow the steps she gave. Mrs. Marianne showed a pale smile: "Flame Rose ? That fire rose from Sydney?"

"Yes! It's the owner of Sydney's Flame Rose who really drove to the city of Urang, not just any counterfeit!"

"Auntie, it's been a long time since we went out together to relax! Why don't we go to the Flame Rose to watch a play this Saturday?"

Mrs. Marianne nodded weakly: "That's fine..."

"Albert, Uncle, Mrs. Ferina, come together!"

The lively girl tried to save the atmosphere at the dinner table with her bright smile on her face, but fortunately, the two nodded to save face.

"It's true that we haven't gone out together for a long time, so it's good to go and relax."

Madam Furina's cold voice sounded, and Alina couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as soon as the final decision was made.

So the matter was settled.

But... a thought flashed through the minds of everyone present at the same time——

Fire rose?It is said that Riemann also performed at Flame Rose, and even the specific content of the performance was spread to Wangcheng, and because of the novel content, it was widely circulated... But... probably not, he was a poor man who was short of money at that time, and now But he is already a quasi-noble. Even if the Iserveld family doesn't recognize him, they will leave enough silver coins for him to live on. He probably won't do such a disgraceful thing again... right...

Probably not.

……

A remote corner of the palace.

Reina was standing in front of a bookshelf about two people tall, frowning and flipping through the books. Ever since she found out about her, she was going to Sydney's... School of Magic, and she spent all her time in this study. , there are a lot of information left by the predecessors in it, she must be fully prepared.

"Miss Reina, please rest for a while."

The maid who followed her to Wangcheng warned her worriedly, and Reina rubbed her brows: "Joe..."

Looking at the maid who accompanies her from the Royal City to Bartley County, and then back to the Royal City from Bartley County, they were all children at the beginning, but now Joe has grown into a young girl...

Reina forced a smile, trying to reassure the other party: "I'm not tired, Joe."

"But...Miss Reina, you seem very worried recently, what is it that made you force yourself into this look?"

Reina was silent, what would she say?She's going to be a magician soon?Although it is the kind recognized by the Holy See, she may die in the struggle against the abyss at any time, and she also has to bear the risk that when the war is over, the Holy See will turn her back and kill her silently?

She ended up saying nothing.

Joe tightly held the hand of the honorable master who was a head shorter than her and a circle smaller than her, and squeezed out a worried smile: "Miss Lena, do you know? Mr. Eugene will Flaming roses are coming to the royal city."

"really?"

"Well! Miss, don't you like the drama of Flame Rose very much? Why don't you go to the theater of Flame Rose this Saturday, if you lock yourself in the study and don't go out, I will be worried..."

Reina recalled her undivided experience of watching the drama when she was in Flame Rose, and she showed a bit of nostalgia on her face: "Okay, Joe, let's go together."

And... Lena lowered her eyes, Mithril and Fairy Cloth are now in the warehouse that belongs to her, she originally wanted to wait for someone to hold a banquet, and then go to attend, announce her return, so that the magician in the dark Sir knew she had arrived.

But what other banquet could gather more people than Flame Rose's first show in Wangcheng?

Joe was right, she should really go out this time.

A hint of hesitation suddenly flashed across Lena's face—if she wanted to order a magic robe from Mr. Sorcerer, would she be too ignorant?But she has read too many notes of her predecessors, and knows how much a good magic robe can increase her chances of survival in the cracks of the abyss.

I don't know what price to pay to satisfy Mr. Magician?

"Ah... I don't know if Riemann came with Mr. Eugene? But he hasn't finished his studies yet, so it's unlikely that he came to Wangcheng."

As soon as I entered the royal city, I went directly to the palace, and as soon as I entered the palace, I locked myself in the study. When I left Bartley County, I was too hasty and couldn't say goodbye to others. Miss Lena didn't know that Riemann was better than Eugene It was much earlier to arrive at Wangcheng, and a lot of big news was made.

……

Palace of Duke Fernandi.

Rocco Fernandi bargained with Riemann: "I have something to do this Saturday!"

Riemann: "What's the matter?"

"I want to get in touch with my father and go to the theater with Flaming Rose...so I can't go to class!"

Riemann looked at him thoughtfully, and when he saw that Rocco Fernandi was getting hairy all over, he almost said "Forget it...then I won't go..." Riemann said leisurely. Nodded: "Okay."

"If you don't go, don't go... Huh? You agree?!"

Riemann nodded: "Well, I agree."

Rocco Fernandi glanced up and down at him suspiciously: "Really?"

Riemann: "Really."

"You're not trying to trick me into going out to have a good day, and then torture me to death the next day!"

Riemann was a little speechless: "I have already asked you for leave. If you think I will do this, just don't go."

Rocco Fernandi struggled psychologically, and finally decided to have fun in time. No matter what Riemann's idea was, his one-day vacation was all set!

Riemann: ...

Riemann just thinks that he is a big client, and he can barely be used as a fashion vane in the royal city. The little duke and his father both went to the flame rose to watch his performance, so why worry about other people not going?

……

In the publicity of Eugene's hard work, Saturday, that is, Flaming Rose, and Riemann's debut in Wangcheng, will come soon.

A tide of carriages rushed to the west of Wangcheng on Saturday night.

Some people on the tide-like carriage remembered that this address was originally a half-built fake of the Flame Rose.

"Ah, I really didn't expect that one day this imitation product would be bought by the real boss of Flaming Rose and built as a real product. What a wonderful fate."

"It's not—"

Their conversation came to an abrupt end, because the remodeled flame rose had appeared in front of them.

It was...literally, dancing, rose-shaped flames.

On the rose-shaped steel skeleton are sparks of joy, frozen in the most vivid moment.

"hiss--"

"Are Sydney's buildings all so... dreamlike?"

If Eugene heard this sentence, he would definitely reply indignantly—how could the group of aristocratic lords who robbed him of his achievements and reaped the rewards could have such a unique and innovative aesthetic!

"Huh? That's... Duke Fernandi's carriage, right? It turns out that the Duke is also here."

The low-key and luxurious carriage drove in slowly, and the brat jumped off the carriage like a bomb, followed by Mr. Duke.

Rock Fernandi actually didn't have much interest in this kind of public entertainment at first, but he was locked up by Riemann for half a month, and now no matter what entertainment it is, it is very interesting in his eyes.

He looked at the unique architectural style of Flame Rose with great interest, and because it was indeed novel, he even accepted the fact that his private room as a little duke was just a balcony on a high place - such a fact.

Fortunately, the seats and cushions were comfortable enough, otherwise he would suspect that the owner of Flaming Rose did not make such a style of building for the sake of attracting attention, but simply went bankrupt.

(Eugene: It's not wrong to say that...)

"It's about to start, Locke, sit down."

Duke Fernandi reminded Roque Fernandi who was standing by the railing.

Little Locke nodded, sat down on the soft cushion, and cast his eyes on the stage.

On the dark stage, a little fire light was lit.

Rock Fernandi suddenly felt that the figure of the person on the stage...why does it look familiar?

As more and more candles were lit, Rocco Fernandi's mouth opened wider and wider - until it became a complete O.

Nana—isn't that Riemann?

There seems to be nothing wrong... Riemann originally performed in the Flaming Rose... and he is very famous!The reputation of playing with fire has spread from Bartley County to Wangcheng, but...

Rocco Fernandi scratched his head.

Should it be said that he has not forgotten his original intention?He has obviously entered Springs College, published a paper that has received wide attention, and even recognized his own surname—although Iserveld is only an earl, it’s not bad...

Moreover, he is obviously a magician!You can kill the one you know with just a flick of your finger!

As a result, Riemann was still performing his magic.

Rocco Fernandi felt a wave of admiration for no reason.

……

On the other side, the mentality of everyone in the Iserveld family is not as good as that of the young duke.

In the dead silence and Ms. Frena's icy atmosphere, Elaine screamed blankly, "Is that Bernard's cheap son?"

Marianne paled.

Mrs. Frenner glanced at her indifferently: "Marian, I think you should give up now. Iserveld's surname is absolutely not allowed to be given to such a person!"

Marianne's hands on her knees gradually clenched until the knuckles turned white.

After a long while, she squeezed out a hoarse sentence from her throat—"Yes, Mrs. Fryner."

……

On the other side, in order to let Mr. Sorcerer know that she was coming, Reina had to show up in the most high-profile manner, so it took a while to get away from the greetings of the crowd and came to the private place reserved in advance. sit down.

The firelight on the stage came on just as she was arranging her hair accessories.

"Huh? Did Riemann come to Wangcheng with Mr. Eugene? Then what about his studies... But the remuneration given by Mr. Eugene should be enough for him to attend the school in Wangcheng..."

However, she quickly immersed herself in Riemann's performance. Although she had seen it several times, every time she felt amazed from the bottom of her heart.

And... Reina glanced around a few times, seeing other people were so surprised that their eye sockets were about to drop, but they were still trying to maintain their aristocratic attitude, it was not interesting.

Here's an added treat for old-timers.