After Being Fancied by a Necromancer

Chef Zorro's delicious fish chowder is already set on the table.

The fragrant milky white thick soup is tumbling and steaming, and the delicious smell is intoxicating.

The fish fillets in the fish soup are also extremely smooth and tender, soft in the mouth, without the slightest fishy smell, only the deliciousness of the mouth.

The cleaned whole grilled fish is sizzling on the grill pan. The surface of the fish is brushed with a layer of clear oil, and it is grilled until both sides are golden brown.

There are also those refreshing and elastic fish balls, small ones are round and plump, dipped in the fragrant sauce and bit down, it seems that there are countless small fish crackling and bouncing in the mouth, the taste is wonderful.

All the excitement, exhaustion, and subconscious worries of the day are gently soothed by this treat.

While eating, Cyril sighed again in his heart: It's great to be a roommate with Mr. Scott!Virtuous!

Brian leaned lazily on the back of the chair, raised his eyes to see Cyril eating intently, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Little Rose eats gracefully and quickly, and when she eats her favorite food, she will bend her almond eyes and lick her lips in satisfaction, which is very cute.

Watching him eat, I feel that my appetite has improved a lot.

Brian waited patiently for Cyril to finish his meal.

Then he stretched out his hand and handed Cyril three bottles of medicine in transparent glass test tubes.

"This is?"

Cyril blinked and looked at Mr. Scott with a hint of questioning in his eyes.

"This is the moonlight potion."

Brian slowly shook the transparent glass test tube containing the medicine in his hand, and said casually: "Do you still remember the three moonlight fruits you picked back today?"

Xiril paused, nodded, and realized instantly.

He didn't expect Mr. Scott to prepare the Moonshine Potion in such a short period of time, and even gave it all to himself.

He touched his nose, a little embarrassed.

"Drink it."

Brian nodded slightly to Cyril and smiled lightly.

Cyril thanked him earnestly, and took the moonlight potion.

He pulled out the corks one by one and poured them all into his mouth in one breath.

Moonshine Potion is a clear white liquid. You can feel a slight bitterness in the mouth at first, but after swallowing, there is a hint of sweetness, and the taste is rich in layers.

Cyril could feel that his whole body was slightly hot, as if something was rampaging in his blood vessels.

His mental strength also slowly rose a little, like the surface of the water being injected with fresh water.

After Cyril finished drinking the Moonshine Potion, he immediately asked the system to check his current body data: [Name: Cyril Lawrence

Age: 16

Stamina: 20

Power: 20

Mental Power: 80

Mana: 65

Achievement: Pollution of the Abyss (mild)

Explanation: You, because you are too good, have successfully attracted the attention of the abyss, and even the passing ants have to sigh with emotion, what a tragedy! !

It is known that the holy water conceived by the Fountain of Faith of the Holy Light is ineffective for you; you can wait for the research results of Steinbeck Erlanger (unknown); there is a certain chance that you will be immune to yourself when you are promoted to a wizard. 】Cyril first sighed faintly, then cheered up again.

At least the current pollution on his body is still within the controllable range, and all the physical data have improved a lot under the supplement of moonlight potion and fish in the secret realm!

Cyril comforted himself.

But what the system said, advancing to wizard is a way to break the pollution...

Cyril carefully recalled in his heart that during the first magic theory class, Wizard Christina Black explained how a wizard apprentice was promoted to a wizard.

"The power of wizards comes from our mastery of the magical elements in nature. We make ourselves stronger through knowledge. Wizards do not believe in gods, but work hard to cultivate their spiritual power and temper their magic power."

The handsome short-haired witch spoke eloquently, her unhurried voice with strong persuasive power.

She looked around at the wizard apprentices sitting in the classroom, and continued: "When your magic power and spiritual power both exceed 250, you will have the basic conditions to be promoted to a wizard. But the timing of promotion to a wizard is relatively random. Wizard apprentices must find a way to obtain the recognition of the will of the wizard plane before they can be successfully promoted to wizards."

Cyril also saw a lot of materials in the library afterwards, and felt that the fact that wizard apprentices were recognized by the will of the plane was very metaphysical.

Some apprentice wizards successfully promoted to wizards by creating a new spell; some apprentice wizards successfully advanced by publishing valuable papers in journals such as "Magic Research".

There are also wizard apprentices who drank a lot of potions that increase their mental power and magic power at one time and succeeded in impact; there are even wizard apprentices who were naturally promoted to wizards after just sleeping in an ordinary day.

It always seems to come, the stronger the mental power and magic power, the higher the possibility of being successfully promoted to a wizard.

Cyril was feeling that this way of promotion was really unfriendly to the non-chief, and suddenly came back to find that Mr. Scott was staring at him with great interest.

His heart skipped a beat.

At this time, Mr. Scott seemed to be in a good mood, with a slight joy in his eyes, which made Cyril a little elusive.

Cyril hesitated for a moment, then asked in a soft voice:

"Excuse me, how can I succeed in being promoted to a wizard?"

Brian raised his eyebrows slightly upon hearing this.

He leaned forward slightly, propped his elbows on the dining table, crossed his slender fingers against his chin, looked at Cyril and said meaningfully: "Promotion to a wizard requires the recognition of the will of the plane, and this does not necessarily It is to make some outstanding achievements, but to deepen your bond with this wizarding world."

The man's voice was deep and hoarse, very sweet, as if mixed with low laughter, it fell numbly in Cyril's ears.

Cyril tried his best to focus his attention on the content of this sentence.

Deepen your bond with this wizarding world...

Thinking of this, Cyril was suffocated and his heart skipped a beat.

Could Mr. Scott see that he was from another world?

Cyril pretended to be thinking, and looked at Mr. Scott's expression inadvertently.

Fortunately, after the other party finished speaking, he leaned back on the back of the chair, resting his slender hands lazily on the dining table, with a careless look between his brows and eyes.

There seems to be nothing unusual... Cyril breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, little Cyril."

Brian was silent for a while, then stood up suddenly.

He snapped his fingers slowly, and all the garbage on the dining table disappeared.

"You'll be a wizard, I promise."

Brian walked up to Cyril and said softly.

The man's tone is no longer gentle this time, but instead has a strong meaning that cannot be refuted.

Cyril was slightly taken aback, then nodded subconsciously.

He raised a smile towards Brian, his big almond eyes curved into a beautiful arc, and the eyes were sparkling, as if filled with a clear spring.

The whole person seems to have a kind of brilliant softness without knowing it.

Brian's eyes flickered slightly, he raised his hand and rubbed Cyril's hair, and said softly: "Good night, little Cyril."

Cyril returned to his room.

He took out the crystal ball and was about to contact his friends. According to their agreed time, he was going to the B-level secret realm in a few days.

When Cyril took out his own crystal ball, he realized that there were many unread messages on it.

He casually clicked on the earliest one, only to see lines of words pop out from the crystal ball.

After seeing it, Cyril suddenly opened his eyes wide.

It's the final exam score! !

How many days have you passed the exam?The efficiency of the college professors marking papers is too high!This can be regarded as the industry benchmark and the industry leader...

Cyril took a deep breath and looked at his grades tremblingly.

Although he felt that he did well in the exam, he still felt nervous when looking at the results.

Cyril glanced across the rows of D (Distiion, excellent) and breathed a sigh of relief.

There is even a line of small words at the bottom of all the grades - since the apprentice wizard's test scores rank first among the students in this year, the apprentice wizard can take two courses for free in the next school year.

Seeing this, Cyril was filled with joy.

He was very happy, the two courses cost 2000 Wu Jing!

Instantly saved 2000 Wujing!What you save is what you earn!

He is really an ordinary money-making genius!

Cyril then glanced at other news, some of which were concerned by his friends.

There are also people who are willing to pay Cyril to help him make up lessons.

The more important news was sent by Addison Morgan, saying that they had found the senior wizard apprentice who led them to the B-level secret realm, and they would meet in the lobby of the wizard tower two days later.

Cyril returned the received message to Addison Morgan, and waited quietly for the arrival two days later.

Two days later.

Cyril has made full preparations.

He brought all kinds of potions that could be used in the retractable pocket of the wizard robe, after thinking about it, he took the little snake Green and came to the hall of the wizard tower.

The Webb siblings are already waiting here.

Jenny Weber was relieved to see that Cyril was safe and sound.

"Good morning, Cyril!"

Jenny looked at each other carefully.

The boy is still astonishingly handsome, his almond eyes are clean and clear, his brows are curved, and he looks in good spirits.

"Good morning, Jenny! Good morning, Roz!"

Cyril nodded at them.

"I'm sorry I didn't reply to your message in time that day, I slept all day."

Cyril showed an embarrassed smile to Jenny, and subconsciously told a little lie, concealing the fact that he followed Mr. Scott to the S-level secret realm that day.

The main reason is that talking about that matter will inevitably involve my own pollution, which can only increase everyone's worries.

Jenny smiled at Cyril and waved her hand to show that it was all right.

The reason why I sent a message to Cyril was because she unexpectedly had a vague foresight dream on the day after the exam.

She dreamed that Cyril was shrouded in a black mist, full of unspeakable dangers.

In the dream, she was a bystander who couldn't touch the entity, and could only watch Cyril being entangled in the black mist.

Jenny was anxious about what to do, when another man suddenly appeared in this dream.

The man's face could not be seen clearly, but he was tall and handsome.

He succeeded in dispelling the mist, in a more menacing manner, as if a demon had snatched prey from a lesser predator.

Afterwards, this unfathomable man embraced Cyril, obviously unable to see his expression clearly, but Jenny could feel a strange tenderness when he looked at Cyril.

She was continuing to observe silently, when suddenly the man turned his head, his gaze was cold, making one feel as if he had suddenly plunged into a boundless deep pool.

This sharp gaze is a silent warning!

Then, the whole dream collapsed, and Jenny woke up suddenly.

Enduring the sticky feeling of cold sweat on her back, she calmly used the Tarot cards for witchcraft divination, trying to judge whether this strange man would harm Cyril.

However, the situations of several divinations were different, and even weirdly contradicted each other.

But out of a fortuneteller's intuition, Jenny felt that he and Cyril might not be hostile.

It was not easy for her to explain this strange fortune-telling result to Cyril, so she had to send a message to ask about his safety cryptically.

When Jenny came back to her senses, she found that the rest of the people had arrived one after another.

Next to Addison Morgan stood a tall, thin, afro-haired apprentice wizard.

The wizard apprentice named Victor Alexis was a student a year older than them.

He nodded to Cyril and his party as a greeting.

Victor glanced at Cyril's immature and excited faces, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This is a freshman in an ivory tower who has never been beaten in a dangerous secret place. Don't be scared to cry when the time comes!

Therefore, Victor took Cyril and the others to the "communication room" in the college, and taught: "If you encounter students from other colleges with malicious intentions and some creatures that attack us in the secret realm, don't be cowardly, just do it. "

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Victor stared at Paris Geller for a moment, with a smile on his face.

Hey, these soft-hearted freshmen, what would they do without his leadership.

Immediately after Victor finished speaking, Paris Geller thought of the nasty guys he had met in the wizard apprentice grading trial.

He nodded in agreement, and said to Victor: "Okay! Got it! If you encounter them, kill them directly!"

Cyril thought of the face-skinned monsters he met in the S-level secret realm before, and nodded obediently, and echoed: "Yes, kill them!"

Seeing this, Victor's throat choked, and his forehead twitched.

what happened?Are all the freshmen these days so brave?

Didn't I say just stun them? !