The days of learning black magic in another world

Riemann was confused.

But he still held the other party's hand "with tears in his eyes": "Oh my God! How could I have any doubts about Mrs. Frenner and Earl Iserveld!"

The attendant breathed a sigh of relief, and also held Riemann's hand with "tears in his eyes": "That's great, Mrs. Furina asked me to bring you a message, please come to dinner tonight, Mrs. Marianne would like to and you!"

Riemann: "Great! I miss my mother too. Of course, I also really want to get close to Mrs. Frena and Mr. Iserveld. Although I am too timid to talk to Mrs. Frena, but I have always respected and loved Madam Furina and the Count... please be sure to bring my feelings to Madam!"

"Oh, this is really touching. I will definitely tell Madam how you feel completely..."

After sending the attendants away, the expression on Riemann's face gradually faded.

Although he didn't know why the other party went crazy and suddenly planned to restore the relationship with him, it was just in line with him.

After sending away the attendants, Riemann had time to look earnestly at Achill Monroe again: "Teacher, thank you for thinking of me so much."

Monroe sighed: "Oh, child, I know you are a bright star, but I didn't know that your brilliance has made it impossible for everyone to ignore it. The queen of Sidney obviously values ​​you, maybe...go to Sidney for For you, it is really a better choice."

"Teacher, let me think about it again. Too many things happened this morning. To be honest, I'm still a little dizzy."

"Haha, that's right, I was the one who was abrupt."

When everyone left and Riemann returned to the room and sat down alone, he had the time to carefully sort out what happened throughout the morning.

Come one by one.

First came the news from Adi, Earl Iserveld officially announced in the newspaper that he had nothing to do with him.

Riemann was a little strange. Although he did not meet the various strange requirements of nobles like them, as for publishing the newspaper with great fanfare and severing relations?

Don't you think this count is a scandal?

Riemann couldn't help recalling Earl Iserveld's always expressionless face, whether it was Mrs. Marianne who was biased towards him, or other people who hated him, he didn't feel as weird as the Earl himself...

Then there is the invitation of Queen Sydney, which is a little easier to understand—of course compared to other news—he wrote an article about progression, and Sydney, judging from the information revealed between the lines of other people, It should be that the level of education is much higher than that of Ulang, and the emphasis on culture is also much higher. It seems that it is not surprising that Queen Sidney can see the significance of calculus.

Then there was the Iserveld family that troubled him again. He had just published the newspaper in the morning saying that he would sever the relationship, and he was asked to repair the relationship within a few hours. Considering that the newspaper is today, the Earl should be yesterday or I went to the newspaper office the night before, and Madam Furina changed her mind this morning, and the only thing that happened during that time was probably the invitation from Queen Sidney...

Could it be because Queen Sidney's invitation suddenly made them realize their worth?

But Riemann still doesn't feel right. Queen Sydney's invitation can only prove that he is indeed a bit talented in mathematics, and it does not conflict with their original perception of him. Even if it is Queen Sydney's affirmation, it stands to reason Nor can he win the trust and acceptance of an Urang noble family, so what happened in the middle...

The final question is whether to accept the invitation.

Riemann's fingers tapped on the table unconsciously. If he was not a magician, and his goal was not to find a way to be a magician in a fair and honest manner, he would definitely choose to accept it without hesitation, and then immediately left the Iserveld family. pile of mess.

Although the Iserveld family threw an olive branch at him now, who knew what was wrong with this family. This olive branch was as fragile as glass and would break at any time. Anyone who wasn't a pure fool would choose Sidney.

But the problem is...his goal in life is not to become a nobleman, but to find out where the hell magic academy is.

This is the part where he hesitates.

Currently his only known wizard in the making - Mrs. Bartley: The Earl's Daughter, Sidney's Study Tour.

The current known condition is that the necessary condition for her to become a magician is that she is the daughter of the earl, which is corroborated by the diary of Baron Urela, but there are two more points worth noting here.

The first point is that she once traveled to Sydney to study. Does this have something to do with her becoming a magician?Will the School of Magic be in Sydney?

If going to Sydney is a necessary condition for becoming a magician, then Riemann should undoubtedly agree to the Queen's invitation.

But there is another point that needs attention here, that is, Mrs. Bartley is the second daughter of Earl Hawkins, and the one who has already reached the seventh or eighth in line of succession can be said to be a marginal figure of the Hawkins family.And if you think about it, you know, how could the next heir of a noble family be released to learn magic.

In fact, this is also an important reason why Riemann took such a course of action before. If it is analyzed from Mrs. Bartley, then becoming the "more important child" of an earl family may even make him closer and closer to the goal of being a magician. The farther away, so he has been working hard in the direction of "the abandoned child"-of course, he didn't expect to work too hard... This was indeed his mistake.

From this point of view, directly becoming an earl is obviously a worse choice than becoming the heir of an earl, and if he goes to Sidney now, his efforts on the Iserveld's side will be considered in vain.

Riemann sighed, too many things happened this morning, and the situation was completely out of his control.

Why didn't things go smoothly as he imagined?

Can't we just let him be that fringe figure in the Iserveld family with peace of mind?

In the final analysis... It is because of his body. His cheap brother is a few years older than him, and he naturally has the first line of succession. If he is the younger one, he thinks that the Iserveld family should not mind having more than one person. Yes, it doesn't matter anyway.

Riemann frowned, thinking over and over again, carefully thinking about every possibility, until his temples hurt a little—this mess is more annoying than solving the weirdest integral problem.

He took a deep breath, remembering what the attendant said just now - "Madame Frena please come to dinner tonight".

tonight?It's not the same, it's still a few days away from Sunday, why did you suddenly call him to eat?

Is there anything else to say that cannot be said clearly by word?

Riemann tapped the table slowly, planning to eat the meal first before making any follow-up decisions.

……

"What does it mean to make him the heir? I don't agree."

Bernard Iserveld, who had just returned from the club, frowned indifferently, and refused Mrs. Frena's request without hesitation.

Mrs. Frenner slammed the table: "Am I not clear enough? As long as we make that kid the heir, His Majesty the King will change Iserveld's title to Marquis, and he will be able to obtain double the amount of money almost effortlessly." Territory, what do you disagree with?"

"Bernard..." Mrs. Ferina slowed down her tone, "I know you love Albert, and I prefer little Albert. He is so smart and respects his elders, and he is the one we watch He grew up and raised him himself, that Riemann... In the end, he has been struggling for more than ten years, and it is impossible to get close to us. If the family is really handed over to him, who knows what Iserveld's surname will be in the future What? I understand, Bernard, I understand, but this is a doubled territory... let him be the heir, a person who is not recognized by the family and only has a false heir, what kind of trouble can be caused Well, when the time comes, we will choose a suitable wife for him and educate the next generation. Bernard, I know you love little Albert, but for the sake of the family, I believe whether it is you or Xiao Ai Bert, you can take it all, can't you?"

Bernard Iserveld narrowed his eyes dangerously, looking at his ever-sexy mother.

Mrs. Frenner was taken aback.

Count Bernard Iserveld suddenly asked: "You invited him to dinner?"

Mrs. Ferina nodded: "Well... Regarding the king's request, I think it might be better to explain it to the child face to face."

The count nodded, no emotion was visible on his face, and he didn't answer Mrs. Frena's previous question, but turned and went upstairs.

Mrs. Ferina frowned. Did Bernard listen to it or not... She couldn't understand her once well-behaved son more and more.

More and more like his father.

The thought made Fryna shudder.

……

The count who returned to the study went straight to the wall next to the bed, and he didn't stop when he was about to hit the wall. His figure sank into the wall lightly and silkily, and then appeared from the other side of the wall.

On the other side of the wall is a secret room, which is scattered with books, utensils and various materials.

He took a few things from the material cabinet, came to the crucible, lit a fire, and put those materials into the crucible in a certain order.

The black and green materials slowly melted and fused together, finally turning into a colorless and odorless liquid like clear water.

Earl Iserveld quickly and carefully packed it in a glass bottle.

It's poisonous.

Only one drop is needed to poison a second-ring monster in sleep.

However, what satisfied Iserveld most about it was its colorless, odorless and undetectable properties, and it would not attack immediately, but the toxicity would erupt after the person who took it fell asleep, it looked like dying in a dream Like a sudden illness in the hospital, even the priest with the most superb magic arts came to check the death form, but could not find any trace of magic.