The days of learning black magic in another world

Riemann spent the next month at leisure.

Although the mountain in my heart has not been completely removed, at least it has been suspended.

His daily routine is to go to school during the day, practice leveling at night, and go to the Flame Rose show on weekends to lead apprentices.

In your spare time, accept everyone's admiration for the new issue of "Mathematics and Physics", and then study the notes of Viscount Linton.

Life was very fulfilling.

If there is any regret, it is that there is no new reward task this month, and he has searched through Iserveld's house but can't find the earl's magic-related relics, which makes him feel that he has lost a lot.

A month later, when Riemann was promoted to the third ring, he ushered in his first New Year's Eve in another world.

The New Year’s religious feeling in the different world is very strong, everyone gathers together to thank the God of Light, and then the priest of the Holy See stands on a high place and pours the freshly caught Bright Spring water to everyone as a gift—it is indeed a real gift, after all, the Bright Spring can heal This is the only reliable opportunity for civilians to get medical treatment within a year.

After the festival, in Riemann's impatient mood, he finally waited for the king's call again.

Stepping into the palace again, Riemann felt like a bird that was about to be released from the cage, and the sky was about to fly before him.

But apparently he was the only one having fun.

There were eight other people who were summoned together with him, four men and four women, each with a bitterness of confusion about the way ahead.

Although at first glance Riemann's life trajectory seems to be that earls are walking everywhere and nobles are like dogs, but in fact there are not many earls in Wulang, and those families with only one child, such as the Villen family and the Chester family, are excluded. There are also Fernandi's family and so on. The nine people in the palace who were really captured by the Holy See are the nine people in the palace, and half of them came from their own territory after a month-the journey of this era can be said It's a crime, and these few didn't even get on the Holy See's teleportation array because they were not valued by the family. It can be said that they have suffered from the boss and suffered from the boss, and jumped into the fire pit in order to catch up. Those who heard it were crying.

Riemann considered the mood he should have now - first of all, it is not okay to be too excited, but he can't be betrayed like others, after all, from the perspective of the onlooker, this path is chosen by himself. So he adjusted his expression, and adjusted a firm expression, but it seemed that he only pretended to be calm.

"Riemann? Why are you here?"

A familiar voice sounded, and Riemann looked back towards the direction of the door: "Miss Lena? Oh no, princess?"

Lena looked at Riemann who appeared here in a daze. Her impression of Riemann was still in the information exchanged with the other party when she went to Flame Rose last time.

She knew that Riemann had found her own family. At that time, she also hesitated whether to remind the other party implicitly not to return to the family if possible. Man is the eldest son, no matter whether he returns or not, he will not be reduced to her level, so she put this useless reminder back in her stomach.

But what's going on now?

Riemann was also stunned—good guy, the Holy See doesn't even let the princess of a country go?He frowned imperceptibly, the power of the Holy See seemed to be greater than he had imagined.

"Aren't you the eldest son? Why were you selected?" Lena continued to ask, she didn't ask if the other party had returned to the family, since she would appear here, the other party's choice was very clear.

"Could it be that your family did something? Urang's law stipulates that only the eldest son can inherit the family... You, you can report to the king when you meet the king..."

Lena was a little emotional, and her words were a little confusing. Obviously, she imagined a big show of a wealthy family. In her imagination, Riemann was the poor little boy who didn't love his mother and didn't love him, and was framed.

Riemann smiled: "The law does stipulate this, but there is one exception, and that is when the eldest son voluntarily renounces the right of inheritance."

"I came here voluntarily."

Reina froze.

The other eight unlucky guys all looked at him in shock.

Riemann said with a gentle smile on his face: "His Royal Highness may not know what happened to my family recently... Earl... my father passed away, and my brother and I suddenly learned that one of us can inherit the family, and we will live a stable and honorable life from now on. The other is going to become a magician and live in the dark side of the world from now on, and the one who is going to live a lifetime of good luck is me, who was an outsider of the Iserveld family a few months ago, knowing that I robbed my brother's life Under the circumstances, I really can't accept all this with peace of mind, so..."

He spread his hands, which made it clear - so that's why I'm here now.

The eight unlucky ones were even more shocked—who are these people?Does this kind of holy father who harms himself and benefits others still exist?If they had even the slightest chance of getting the inheritance right, they would never let it go, okay?

After listening to Riemann's words, Reina suddenly fell silent, and she sat in the seat reserved for her in the room, with some confusion floating in her eyes.

Riemann's words echoed in her mind.

Is this the normal relationship between brothers and sisters?She thought bitterly, is ruthlessness the blood that the royal family is destined to carry?

If Riemann could hear her voice, he would probably choke to death on the tea in his mouth.

After Reyna arrived, the king soon appeared before them.

The king congratulated everyone on being selected by Xingxi Academy—the reason why everyone was gathered in the palace and then brought to the Holy See to convey so many things together was because the Holy See did not want everyone to send people who entered Xingxi Academy with them. Connected - even nearly a quarter of the priests of the Holy See are from the academy.So the king stopped mentioning any magic from now on, but acted like they were really lucky, as if they were about to go to a famous academy that countless people yearned for.

Others were upset, and Riemann was overly excited because no one listened carefully to the king's speech. They only heard the last sentence: "Let's go! Boys!"

So everyone (except Riemann) stood up reluctantly, divided into two groups according to gender, and got on the carriage to the Royal City Cathedral.

After Riemann came to this world, it was the first time he saw the teleportation array.

The pale golden lines gradually lit up, and the radiance was extremely bright but not dazzling, but even so, Riemann couldn't help but close his eyes - out of some instinct for strong light.

When he opened his eyes again, the surrounding light gradually faded, and the surroundings were still surrounded by church-specific structures and sun bricks.

But the priest on the teleportation line has changed. Compared with the Urang people's darker hair color and deeper facial features, it all shows that this is Father Sini.

"Turn left when you go out, and you can see the square. Go down and gather. You are the last few batches, so try not to delay on the way. Everyone is waiting for you. Anyway, I will live here every day in the future, and I have plenty of time to watch."

After the priest wrote "Ulang-10" in his notes, he waved to the crowd and signaled them to leave from the teleportation array.

The priest's calm and dismissive attitude made it impossible for the unlucky ones who were still complaining in their hearts to maintain the sad expression on their faces, and walked out like a row of ignorant little quails.

Riemann clenched his hands tightly, his heart was beating fast, and the pulse on his wrist was also very obvious, but he still walked out in a position neither forward nor backward.

After stepping out of the room, he understood why the priest said—"I have time to watch later, so don't delay."

——The outside is what he imagined the Academy of Magic to look like.

They are standing in an aerial corridor.

Surrounded by countless such corridors, they are slowly moving according to their own ideas, connecting with other corridors.

The moment Riemann and the others came out, they just saw a senior (?) scurrying around in the moving corridor, just to catch the blue and white snow elf in front of him.

Apart from this particularly hurried senior, there were other students walking alone or in groups in the corridor, holding thick books in their arms, two of them were chatting and suddenly took out a quill pen and a sheepskin paper, and then flicked it into the air, the quill pen recorded on the parchment by itself, and they continued their discussion.

The teaching buildings connected by corridors look like a classic castle, except that the exterior is not gray-black bricks, but pure white sun bricks.

The sun shines on the pure white sun bricks, reflecting soft light.

Looking down from the left is the square. In the center of the square is a water curtain that hangs out of thin air. The water curtain forms the appearance of the God of Light. Even if it is far away, Riemann can feel the power of the surging water magic.

Under the water curtain is a group of people gathered, according to the priest, that's where they should go.

But Riemann couldn't help being attracted by the people on the edge of the square. They were supposed to be practicing battles. Groups of six played against each other. One of them was burned by his own fire spell. The trouser leg was panicking to call the water magician of the opposite team to help him put out the fire, but obviously, rather than helping, the two teams chose to laugh and laugh.

"Ahhhhhhh—quickly get out of the way!"

Riemann and the others were frightened by the sharp screams and looked back, only to see a schoolgirl rushing towards them holding a flying carpet.

"Quick, quick! Let it go! My flying carpet doesn't have a turning function! I'm going to be late!"

The little quails scattered to make way for her.

Riemann watched Sister Flying Carpet accurately rush into the narrow window on the opposite castle (obviously the skill is very proficient), and let out a long mouthful. He leaned against the railing, clenched his hands, and looked at this scene obsessively. A strange and magnificent academy of magic, this is the place he has worked so hard to reach...

He did all this for this moment.

Even if the reasons he always gave himself were for safety, for not being hunted down in the future, and for being a magician in an open and aboveboard manner, he was looking for this elusive magic academy.

But he knew that even without the above-mentioned reasons, he would do his best just to see it.