Laughing in another world

The luxuriously furnished guest room was filled with the smell of expensive spices. The black-haired necromancer was no stranger to this scent. He had stayed here for nearly a month, and he had long known the usual luxury of His Royal Highness. Including his habit of using dragon's breath, which is worth a thousand dollars, as a spice.

The black-haired necromancer felt that the spices in this room were a bit too strong, but it still couldn't cover the smell of blood that had existed.Brandy lowered his head and saw a few crimson drops of blood mixed with the white alpaca long-haired carpet, just like the bright red plums blooming on the snow, which made people's heart skip a beat.

Brandy squeezed a spell casually, and the blood stains on the carpet seemed to come to life. They quickly separated from the carpet and turned into a few tiny red crystals, which were caught in the palm of Brandy's palm.

The dark magic energy contained in the blood crystals made the necromancer a little excited, but before he could study it further, he felt a probing gaze looking over him. He raised his head, and saw the originally deep Trapped in the bed, the black-haired boy who should be asleep has already opened his eyes, and stared at him with those deep and charming black pupils.

"Hello, I didn't have time to introduce myself just now, I'm Brandy Cole Eastwood." The black-haired necromancer politely performed a noble etiquette, and he couldn't find any faux pas at all. , if other people saw it, they might think that he was invited, rather than trespassing without the owner's permission.

"Eastwood?" Dongfang Sheng repeated the necromancer's surname. If he remembered correctly, this surname seemed to translate to the meaning of Eastern Forest.The vast forest in the northeast corner of the Oliver Empire isolated the violent orcs in the north and became a natural barrier for the Oliver Empire. However, this forest is also a gathering place for monsters.That forest was once named "Eastwood" in the very ancient annals, which means Eastern Forest.However, due to the continuous invasion of the orcs, the ancient oriental forest has become smaller and smaller, and it is no longer as lush as it was more than 1000 years ago, but it is also a holy place for monsters.

Dongfang Sheng remembered this Eastern Forest because the naming method was the same as his surname, but he didn't care about the necromancer's surname, he just repeated it curiously.

Maybe it's just a coincidence.

The black-haired necromancer smiled gracefully, and said slowly, "Just call me Brandy."

"Dongfang Sheng." Dongfang Sheng simply said his name, then sat up indifferently, and looked at the unexpected guest in his room.

Dongfang Sheng was only wearing a thin nightgown, and the necromancer with excellent eyesight could naturally see that the black-haired boy who was still covered in mottled just now had recovered, and there was still a light healing technique on his body that he didn't like very much. .The black-haired necromancer said with some regret: "It seems that His Royal Highness has already asked people from the temple to treat you, so I don't need to worry too much."

Although Dongfang Sheng didn't know if Brandy could really use the healing technique, but the other party was more or less thinking of him, so naturally it was impossible to show any cold expression.But he could feel that this black-haired magician definitely didn't just come here to say these few words to him.So Dongfang Sheng leaned on the head of the bed leisurely, and continued to look at this handsome necromancer with scrutiny.

Brandy was a little surprised. Although he hadn't come into contact with the black-haired boy these days, he also knew the black-haired boy from the glimpse he saw at the auction and the hasty side in the Windtalker Forest. Fat boys are not ordinary people.Brandy made up his mind and decided to make his intentions straightforward.

"Dongfang, I have the ability to take you out of here." The black-haired necromancer said seriously, with a pair of brown eyes shining with sincerity.

Dongfang Sheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, what happened today?Why should one or two take him away from here?

Aside from the unappetizing diet and last night's unplanned rough treatment, he had no problem living here.

Brandy saw the surprised expression on Dongfang Sheng's face, and knew that what he said was a little too direct, but instead of shrinking back, he raised his hand so that Dongfang Sheng could see several crystal clear red gemstones in his palm. "This is the crystallization of your blood, and its purity is very high, which shows that your body contains huge magical energy. If you join the magic academy of the empire, you will definitely get the best magic education and become the best magician!"

The black-haired necromancer spoke high-sounding words, although he didn't approve of Dongfang Sheng's going to a magic academy at all in his heart.

That's right, Dongfang Sheng's body does have huge magical energy, but it only has black magic energy.If he went to some magic academy, it must be the black magic department that was neglected.The necromancer just wanted an excuse. If the black-haired boy wanted to go to the Magic Academy, then he only needed to move a little when he left the palace, and he would be able to play with the doll he reserved without any effort. in hand.

The premise is that as long as the black-haired boy leaves the sight of His Royal Highness, he leaves this palace full of defensive magic.

But Dongfang Sheng really didn't want to go to some magic academy.He knew that the so-called colleges were similar to the private schools and colleges in his previous world, and they were all places where people needed to get up early to study.He is so lazy and so homey, even if he wants to learn magic, he still wants to find a relatively comfortable way.

In the sound-proof guest room, the black-haired necromancer began to persuade Dongfang Sheng endlessly, how good the prospect of going to the Magic Academy to study magic is, and how admirable a magician will be.Of course, the subtext he didn't say is that this is hundreds of times better than being a shameless male favorite.

But the strange thing is that the black-haired boy has no interest in such a prospect. Naturally, the necromancer does not know that the black-haired boy has no longing for such a life.After all, he was the leader of the world's number one demon sect before, and he has experienced all kinds of sails. What big scenes haven't he seen?

Naturally, Dongfang Sheng would not think that there is something shameful about being a man's favorite. This kind of thing is like a person who knows the temperature of drinking water.He is still not familiar with this world, Dongfang Sheng thinks it is very good to have such a good place for him to live and eat, and to learn about this world through books.

The black-haired necromancer also noticed something was wrong. He thought that the black-haired boy rejected the reckless fire dragon because he was frightened by the sudden appearance of the dragon and reflexively refused.But now it seems that he really doesn't want to leave here.

In his heart, he somewhat despised the weakness of the black-haired boy who would rather be ravaged by others than to indulge in ease, a cunning flashed in the necromancer's coffee-colored pupils.If the black-haired boy refused to leave, he didn't really care. The real thing in this palace was not the black-haired boy lying on the silk bed, but the young prince.

Where is the eternal love and cherishment?Especially in this perilous palace.

Now His Royal Highness is obedient to him, but who knows what will happen in the future?

This is his fancy doll, and if he wants it, he needs to use any means.

The necromancer who had changed his plan stopped persuading him. He was about to turn around and say goodbye in the next sentence, but the black-haired boy said a word and successfully stopped him.

"You don't need to go to the Magic Academy to be so troublesome, can't you just teach me magic?"