After Being Fancied by a Necromancer

It sounded nice, like some kind of bass stringed instrument.

However, this kind of brisk greeting falls on the bloody scene that has just ended, which is particularly strange.

Cyril followed the sound and looked over.

It was an extremely handsome man.

The man was wearing a crisp suit with a high-quality texture, which outlined his smooth body lines.

The buttons of the white shirt were tied down to the Adam's apple, which looked ascetic and seductive, and the golden green opal cufflinks on the cuffs were low-key and luxurious.

An elegant gentleman.

Cyril looked up and looked at his face.

Platinum soft hair, handsome facial features, a high nose bridge, and sharp-edged facial features.

Behind the thin silver-rimmed monocle are the man's dark blue peach blossom eyes, which are deep and charming.

"Looks like I've come just in time."

The man glanced around, his expression unchanged, with a light smile still on his face.

He clearly accepted the bloody scene in front of him well.

Cyril's forehead twitched. The death of the mutated long-horned boar and the disappearance of the strange black mist just now were all related to this man.

"Do you need help?"

The man suddenly looked in Cyril's direction, and slightly hooked the corner of his mouth.

Without waiting for Cyril's answer, he walked straight towards Cyril.

Although he was walking in the blood, the man's clean leather shoes were not stained with any stains or dust.

It seems that all the dirt will bounce off automatically when it meets him.

Cyril's heart skipped a beat, a kind of speculation filled his mind, and this idea made him a little excited.

wizard.

This man is a wizard.

Mr. Wizard walked up to Cyril with long legs, and stretched out a hand to him.

His hands are also very beautiful, white and slender, with neat lines, they don't make people feel weak, but instead have a sense of beauty full of strength.

Cyril glanced at his hands stained with blood and weeds, feeling a little embarrassed.

So Cyril waved his hand at him and stood up slowly.

Seeing that his kindness was rejected, the wizard was not annoyed, but smiled and looked at the torn horned wild boar on the ground, and said with some regret: "What a good prey. It's a pity."

Joseph was a little excited. He had just been paying attention to the long-horned wild boar chasing Cyril, and witnessed that the moment the man arrived, the monster they were helpless fell apart.

"Master Wizard!"

he said in a trembling voice.

Joseph traveled all over the years, and was fortunate to have seen the powerful and incredible power of a wizard.

In his opinion, more shocking than any weapon.

And the scene just now had such a similar force.

"Thank you for saving us, and praise for your kindness."

Joseph saluted the man respectfully.

He had heard that wizards had weird personalities before, and he dared not show any disrespect.

Perhaps only the Knights of the Holy Light can compete with the wizard.

Hearing Joseph's words, Brian gave a low laugh and didn't speak.

kindness.

Brian sneered in his heart, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was an imperceptible coldness between his brows.

What does such a thing have to do with him?

He arrived here as early as when Cyril was meditating, hid his figure, and observed Cyril boredly.

Not only because he could feel that the alchemy product that he had been looking for for a long time was on this boy, but he was also attracted by the boy's beautiful skeleton.

As a very picky necromancer, he was naturally unwilling to compromise on the choice of skeleton.

Brian hasn't had a satisfactory work for a long time, and Cyril's skeleton is very much in line with his preferences.

He is like a powerful hunter who can play with the prey in the palm of his hand, and he is very interested in admiring the last moment when the little thing he fancy is alive and kicking.

Seeing that Cyril had successfully used the "Arrow of Corrosion", Brian raised his eyebrows slightly.

Unless they are children of aristocratic families with a deep family background and a long history, they will have the opportunity to learn some simple spells by themselves before entering the Wizarding Academy. Of course, the premise is that they also have corresponding excellent talents.

I didn't expect that this little guy, who looked like an ordinary civilian at first glance, had such talent and magical power.

Maybe there will be other enhancements after it is made into a beautiful skeleton, Brian's mouth is slightly raised, and he is even more satisfied.

It turned out that a long-horned wild boar suddenly came in and brought something more interesting.

Thinking of the abyssal breath attached to the wild boar, Brian's eyes showed a bit of undisciplined interest.

After so many years of silence, is there finally some movement again?

That's right, the devil has been fed once, how could he let it go so easily.

Brian glanced at the poor ants present who were infected with the breath of the abyss and didn't know it, and let out another low laugh with no clear meaning.

Cyril heard the wizard's deep and hoarse laughter, which sounded faintly like a handed down cello with a clear tone.

Obviously this gentleman behaved very gracefully from the beginning to the end, but Cyril felt that there was a kind of indifference hidden in his blood that could not go away.

"The long-horned wild boar just now?"

Joseph hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help but said, "If Master Wizard is free, please come with me to the lord, Earl Abraham..."

Joseph carefully chose his words, for fear of offending this kind wizard.

"Of course, sir. It just so happens that I need to recruit students to the Wizarding Academy, and maybe there will be some talented children in Philadelphia."

Brian nodded gracefully, and said very understandingly: "I will inform the lord of what happened here."

Joseph nodded with joy on his face, and said hastily, "Our steam carriage is parked at the edge of the Brumaire Forest."

Brian nodded, motioning for Joseph to lead the way.

When Cyril heard Mr. Wizard's words, his eyes lit up and his mind moved.

Enroll in the Wizarding Academy!

His heart was pounding, this was his chance to get in touch with the wizarding world.

Opportunity not to be missed!

"Sir, look, do I have a chance to become a student of the Wizard Academy?"

Cyril quickly adjusted his clothes, looked at the handsome wizard in front of him earnestly and asked.

Brian stared at Cyril's beautiful black and white almond eyes, and his eyes fell on the delicate tear mole in the corner of his eyes. He paused and did not speak.

Feeling the suffocating silence, Cyril was a little unsure if his recklessness had offended the wizard.

He blinked, trying to make himself look more clever and well-behaved, and his almond eyes became clearer, like clear spring water in summer.

The little snake in Cyril's breast pocket felt something, it moved, the movement was extremely slight, but Brian noticed it.

"Of course, you will go to the Lord's Mansion with me, and then there will be a wizard talent test."

Brian nodded slightly, and his tone was very friendly and natural.

He felt that as his voice fell, the little thing in front of him relaxed his whole body, and his whole body was filled with a pleasant atmosphere.

This straightforward response intrigued him.

Brian twirled the ring on the little finger of his left hand, and asked casually, "You seem to have something in your breast pocket?"

Cyril was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't expect the man to notice the little snake Green at a glance.

However, he quickly realized that the man in front of him was a genuine wizard, so he could naturally see the existence of this little alchemy snake.

"This is... the pet I picked up."

Cyril said truthfully, thinking of building a good relationship with the future teacher, he stretched out his hand and carefully took out the little snake.

The dark green snake coiled into a ball in Cyril's white palm, the dark silver lines on its body gleamed strangely, and its dark red eyes looked at Brian warily.

"I call it Green."

Cyril was like an innocent child showing his favorite toy to his friends. Seeing that the little snake was not in high spirits, he added on his own initiative: "Perhaps, it is a little scared of strangers."

"Scared..." Brian let out a sneer from his throat.

But in the next moment, he put on a refined and refined appearance, nodded hypocritically and praised: "Is your name Green... What a cute little guy."

There was a dark color in his eyes behind the monocle.

Joseph seemed to have a keen intuition in identifying the direction, and the group quickly walked to the place where the mercenaries parked the steam carriage.

The brocade cloth of the carriage was embroidered with the ornate and intricate family coat of arms of the Lord Abraham's family.

Joseph was about to give up the most spacious steam carriage to the wizard.

However, Brian shook his head lightly, and a trace of disgust flashed vaguely in his dark blue peach blossom eyes.

His slender fingers snapped gracefully.

The next moment, an overly gorgeous carriage appeared in front of everyone.

The sterling silver carriage is exquisite and elegant, with ingenious and exquisite reliefs on it, and a beautiful colored glass window inlaid on one side, which looks very valuable.

But that's not the most surprising thing.

The person driving the carriage, no, maybe it cannot be called a person, but a skeleton knight with a bowler hat on his head and a long sword pinned to his waist. There are two bright blue balls shining in the empty eye sockets of this knight. color flame.

The horses in front of the skeleton knight were also made of white bones. The three skeleton horses rode side by side, with an inexplicably gloomy and majestic aura.

Cyril looked at everything in front of him with novelty——

This is really cool!

Brian glanced casually at the faces of the crowd.

The eyes of Joseph and the other mercenaries were filled with awe and fear.

After all, any living person who sees the appearance of his compatriots will feel a kind of fear of rabbit death and fox sorrow.

However, Cyril, this little guy's big almond eyes are full of curiosity, and there is also a trace of pure expectation and envy.

There was a faint smile in Brian's eyes.

"Come up."

He said to Cyril, then turned to Joseph and the others, and said, "Please lead the way."

Joseph nodded hurriedly, commanded the mercenaries to sit down, and drove the steam carriage.

Cyril followed Brian into the wizard's undead carriage.

It wasn't until we entered the carriage that we discovered its true wonder.

Cyril's pupils trembled, completely shocked!

There is a hole in the carriage compartment. It is not just a small space in a carriage, but a spacious reception room, which is luxuriously and romantically furnished.

The large cashmere carpet on the floor is soft and white.

In the store on Crescent Street, Cyril saw a cashmere carpet that was far inferior in quality and cost 500 gold coins for a small piece.

A rich cashmere rug stretched to a stately fireplace, where there was no firewood, but a bright blue flame, a magical flame that was never extinguished.

The reason why it is called romantic is that as soon as you look up, you can see the faint galaxy, and the little stars are twinkling.

What is even more surprising is that the concentration of elements in this space is very high.

Unlike the wood elements that Cyril saw the most in the Wuyue Forest, the number of dark elements in this reception room is extremely large.

Could it be because this Mr. Wizard is a necromancer?

Cyril speculated secretly.

Brian has already walked to the soft couch and sat down with ease.

He was sitting on the sofa lazily and relaxedly, with a gentle, formal and detached aura about him.

"Please sit down."

Brian raised his eyelids and glanced at Cyril who was still standing obediently, raised his eyebrows, and signaled him to sit down.

At the same time, the idea of ​​killing Cyril here flashed across his mind.

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Brian's slender and strong fingers pressed lightly, and with a click, they broke Cyril's delicate neck.

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