The days of learning black magic in another world

"Tsk tsk tsk..." The blond-haired Redmond circled twice around the three people who were bound tightly with interest.

"Little Polo, little Polo..." Redmond rubbed his chin, "What on earth are you thinking? Choosing to be with a pariah is to betray the allies of the Polo family. It’s not like you can’t even figure this out, can you?”

Little Polo rolled his eyes at him, squeezed hard to Riemann's side, and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do with him?"

Riemann was slowly speechless: "What to deal with? Was called to the principal's office again? Was checked by the Holy See again?"

Little Polo: "Don't worry, this guy is more shameless than me. Even if he is beaten half to death, he won't run to tell the principal. He will only find a way to get it back."

Riemann: "..."

Xiaopang has a pretty clear understanding of himself.

"What are you whispering about? I hate people biting their ears the most, but I don't like listening to your boring nonsense. I prefer to hear people screaming rather than talking. Henry, Lawrence, call me!"

The two burly teenagers who had been following him came out. Although they were the same age as the people present, they really couldn't tell. If compared with Riemann, they were almost half a body taller than Riemann. , the width of the body is twice that of Riemann, and walking like this is indeed full of oppression.

Riemann didn't care whether what Xiaopang just said was true, he broke free from the restraint on his wrist with a flip of his hand, and it took less than two seconds to remove the cloth strips tied on the hands of Little Polo and Joyce .

He flexibly dodged the two burly teenagers who were about to grab him for a moment, and went straight to Redmond through the gap between them.

Redmond's pupils shrank: "You two trash! Hurry up and protect me!"

Before they returned to the defense, Redmond had to dodge backwards, but his speed was better than Riemann's, which can be described by the phrase "How can a firefly compete with a bright moon".

Riemann actually didn't intend to hurt him, but only intended to scare him. He was a magician, not an assassin, so he just hooked the necklace with strange patterns on Redmond's neck.

With a slight shake of his hand, the chains fell down in front of Redmond.

"Ah——my family crest!! How dare you, how dare you stain the glory of the Redmond family with your dirty hands!"

Riemann: "..."

OK, take a big one.

He threw the family crest towards the toilet cubicle directly opposite, and there was a crisp "ding dong", which almost made Redmond faint.

But he soon saw his family crest in Riemann's hand again. Under the ups and downs of emotions, he held the pool and almost yelled sadly: "Henry! Lawrence! Take my things back! "

The two burly boys rushed towards Riemann, and Riemann threw the golden necklace out again under the watchful eyes of everyone. The bathroom was built like a villa, and it could only be seen that it fell into the innermost part in a blink of an eye. In that row of toilets, the two of them and the other dog legs behind them were about to rush in when they saw Riemann throwing out the same chain again and throwing it to the completely opposite row.

"Guess which one is true."

After Riemann finished speaking, five or six people on the opposite side rushed out in a panic. He patted Little Polo and Joyce: "Why don't you go quickly?"

They rushed out of the bathroom before Riemann took out the necklace and hung it on the door.

Tsk, I hope they don't toss in it for too long.

"Woo-hoo-wow! This is it! Is this magic?"

Little Polo leaned against the wall panting heavily, and asked in shock, he was the weakest of the three of them, and he was out of breath after running such a distance.

Riemann: "It's not magic, it's blindfolding."

Little Polo immediately expressed understanding: "Oh, oh, it's a blindfold, ehhhhhhhh!"

Riemann: "..."

I really can't communicate with people who are immersed in their own world...

He walked into the bathroom and shut Poirot and Joyce out of the door. Now he has one more thing to care about...

When he got Redmond's necklace just now, an extremely familiar prompt flashed in his mind.

"Stealing skill points plus +10"

"Experience value plus +10"

"Congratulations on your upgrade, the current level is LV.10, the upgrade rewards creamy mushroom soup recipe x1, charcoal-grilled lamb chops recipe x1, and general currency x10 have been distributed to the backpack, please check in time"

"Congratulations on upgrading to LV.10. The job transfer system has been activated. The current job is a thief. The job transfer path is Forbidden Curse Mage. The job transfer task has been opened. Please go and check."

"Congratulations on upgrading to LV.10. The life skill system has been activated. You can learn life skills such as cooking, potion refining, forging, sewing, enchanting, treasure hunting, and magic reading."

"..."

A series of tinkling notifications almost confused Riemann's mind, but he couldn't distract himself from checking it at the time. Until now, when he returned to the dormitory, he couldn't wait to turn on the game system that he had almost forgotten.

Forbidden Curse Mage...

Mage...

All his eyes and mind unconsciously focused on this word.

He couldn't help holding his breath, and he heard his heart pounding.

calm.calm.

He said a few words of calmness to himself, and turned around in the bathroom a few times before raising his head and looking at the reminder again.

Forbidden curse mage.

Trembling of fear and excitement appeared on him at the same time, the holy light from the priest who was neither sad nor joyful in his eyes, ordinary people who were framed were put on the stake, all the materials he had read about witch hunting were intertwined It flashed before his eyes, but at the same time, excitement was creeping up his spine, making his hair stand on end and making every vein in his body thump.

The magician... the magician...

After being called to the principal's office last night, he made a prudent decision to be a man with his tail between his legs in the future, carefully reviewing all the things he had done, but when he closed his eyes, he dreamed of something that happened a long time ago.

"Wingardim Leviosa..."

"Wingardim...Leviosa..."

"Ren Yuan, you are too naive, how can anyone believe that magic is real? It's all fake, okay, it's a lie."

This conversation took place in his junior high school. The person who said this sentence was actually a half-grown child, but he decided arbitrarily that they should not believe in things that children only believe at their age.

Ren Yuan, who has always been calm, self-restraining, and in the eyes of his teachers and parents, is a good boy who never causes trouble, rushed forward to wrestle with him, and got the first school-wide criticism in his life.

A few years later, Ren Yuan painfully realized that even if he tried his best in the fight that year, he could not make the magic come true.

He began to teach himself magic, and if he couldn't become a magician, then... as close as possible.

"Mage...Forbidden Curse Master..." Riemann's hands trembled. This is a world with supernatural power. He realized it from the moment the priest lowered the holy light on him. He tried his best to avoid thinking about himself Is there a chance to master this kind of power? It's a bit extravagant to think about this question when survival is hard to guarantee...

But he also knows that not thinking about it does not mean that his desire does not exist.

Just like at this moment, he knew that if he took this step, he might be hanged on the gallows by the church tomorrow, but how could he refuse... Can anyone really refuse the opportunity in front of him to become a magician?

At least not Riemann.

He immediately clicked on what the system called the "job transfer task".

"Walking on the streets, you make a living by stealing. This time, what you stole is a pass to enter the extraordinary world. The Forbidden Curse Masters have the most powerful power in the extraordinary world, but they also need the subjects to pass the most difficult test." The test, the one who puts in the most effort and is chosen, are you ready?"

"[Accept] [Reject]"

Riemann pressed to accept.