MTL - After Being Fancied by a Necromancer-Chapter 57

Hearing Addison Morgan mention "Uncharted", Cyril immediately recalled that the wizard Christina Black had introduced it in class.

Mysterious realm refers to many mysterious realms with rich resources on the wizard continent.

These things are essential raw materials for many magic researches. Collecting them can be traded to Wu Jing in the floating city.

Some lucky people can even discover the relics of ancient great wizards accidentally in the secret realm, and can get a lot of gifts from them.

Cyril thought of Mr. Scott's hot spring bath that can enhance his spiritual power when he was in class. The other party said lightly that it was obtained from the ruins of an ancient wizard.

He was very envious.

Of course, the Rift is not a safe place.

It is a very dangerous thing to enter the secret realm alone, and wizard apprentices usually go to the secret realm in groups.

The "Secret Realm Agency", a subordinate organization of the Wizarding Union, manages the known secret realms on the Wizarding Continent.

According to the information fed back by the early wizards after exploration, the Secret Realm has graded these secret realms. According to the security level, they are divided into: S grade, A grade, B grade, C grade, Class D.

In addition, each Rift is not static, but dynamic.

Because of this, the number of herbs or magical creatures that have been painstakingly removed by the wizard apprentices will not decrease sharply, but will maintain a state of fluctuating balance.

The Secret Service encourages apprentice wizards to explore the known secret realms, and provides them with a large and effective long-distance transformation magic circle.

These witch formations can directly lead to various secret realms from the floating city.

However, this is to be charged, and different fees are charged according to the distance of the secret realm.

For those unknown secret realms, the Wizarding League established the famous "Adventurer Association".

The wizards of the Adventurer's Association are responsible for delivering news from explorers, rewarding independent wizards to explore those unknown and dangerous situations, and registering feedback.

"We can't go to the dangerous secret realm to collect resources now, but maybe we can try the B-level secret realm. The resources of the B-level secret realm are more precious than the B-level secret realm. If you do, you will soon be able to save a lot of Wu Jing."

Addison Morgan tapped the notebook with his pen.

He pushed his glasses and calmly analyzed:

"Although I've gathered a lot of information, we'd better find an experienced wizard apprentice to lead the charge. After all, it's not just our Snowberg students in the Rift , and apprentices from the other six wizarding colleges."

Paris Grauer particularly agreed, with an annoyed expression on his face.

When he was in the wizard apprentice grading trial, he met a guy with a very robbery style, which made his teeth itch.

If it happens this time... I must let Cyril's skeleton soldiers give them some color!

Cyrillic: ? ? ?

"I heard that wizard apprentices can also earn witch crystals by working in the floating city."

Warren said hesitantly.

"That's right."

Addison Morgan looked up at Warren and nodded.

He explained: "But in the summer vacation, a large number of fresh wizard apprentice labor force poured into the floating city, and the salary during the vacation is much lower than usual."

Ah, this is really a pursuit of wealth and danger, Cyril said with emotion.

However, he is very curious and looking forward to the secret realm.

The travelogue Cyril saw in the library before, the inventor of the "Water Curtain Spell" went to many magical places.

If he really went to the secret realm, with the help of the system, he should be able to have a good harvest.

The sun has been shining brighter for several days, pushing the heat even further.

Midsummer seems to have touched the edge, quietly steaming the green grass on the green grass listlessly.

Cyril noticed that the roses in his dormitory also quietly closed their buds during the day, hiding the lovely pearl red buds under the green leaves and vines for sun protection.

On a slightly cooler night, the roses came out and bloomed again.

But the scorching sun had no effect on the snowy peaks surrounding Snowberg Wizarding Academy.

I stared at Xuefeng when I was restless during the review, and my heart became calm.

Cyril's tutoring was temporarily suspended due to the final exam.

He plans to inform Mr. Scott about his decision to go to the uncharted land during the summer vacation, and plans to discuss with the other party how to arrange the courses after that.

It was a normal Monday night.

Cyril went back to the dormitory to take a cold shower, and went to bed as soon as he was about to read a book, but heard a huge crackling sound from the next room.

It was loud and sounded like a small explosion in Mr. Scott's room.

Cyril felt that the walls and ceiling shook for a moment.

He jumped in his heart, and immediately ran to the door of Mr. Scott's room to knock on the door.

“Boom-dong-dong-”

The crisp knock on the door was particularly clear in the night.

However, he did not hear back.

At this time, Mr. Scott's room was quiet. The quietness was like a cool breeze, which made Cyril feel a little cold for no reason.

Seeing that knocking on the door had no effect, Cyril frowned slightly.

What happened to Mr. Scott?

He suddenly thought of the small balcony connecting the two rooms, hurried back to his room and walked to the balcony.

Cyril went to Mr. Scott's glass door next door.

The night was as cool as water, and the moonlight poured through the glass door on the indoor floor.

Cyril saw the slender figure of the man by the door, he was leaning lazily against the wall, his handsome face was mostly hidden in the shadows, and he could not see clearly.

The moonlight outlines his perfect jawline and handsome figure, like a sculptor's most perfect masterpiece.

Cyril glimpsed vaguely that Mr. Scott was not wearing his signature monocle, but instead revealed the beautiful peach eyes that were habitually hidden behind them.

For a while, the eyes are facing each other.

The moment their eyes met, Cyril's eyelids twitched and his eyes widened suddenly.

Mr. Scott's eyes were filled with frightening emotions, like the sea where the storm had just subsided, and he could still see the surging waves and turbulent undercurrents that rolled a few minutes ago.

There was a kind of cruelty and cruelty in the eyes of the other party that he had never seen before.

This aggressive look makes the scalp tingle.

Cyril quickly withdrew his gaze, looking at the glass door unintentionally.

He tilted his head and paused for a few seconds.

Mr. Scott's eyes...

If he read it right, the eyes of the other party just now seemed to be black that was so rich that it blended with the shadow, not the elegant dark blue he remembered?

These eyes reminded Cyril of Dean Brian who he had met at the beginning of the school year.

The eyes seem to fit together perfectly…

The thought flashed through his mind.

Sure.

"Come in."

At this time, Cyril heard Mr. Scott's deep voice.

He raised his eyes and saw the other party nodded slightly towards him.

This is a simple and ordinary action, but the man in front of him does it with a little bit of **** and sultry.

Cyril felt like his little heart was being pinched gently.

He pinched his fingertips.

Cyril opened the glass door and gently walked into Mr. Scott's room.

Even though there was only one wall between this room and the familiar bedroom, Cyril had the illusion of stepping into the viper's cave.

There are no lights in the room, only the clear moonlight outside, dimly lit.

But Cyril could still see things shattered around him, as if he had experienced a tornado.

He resisted the urge to take a breath.

Brian watched the boy walk slowly towards him with a full moonlight.

Cute and innocent like a little rose blooming in the night, delicate, translucent, and dazzling, the seemingly contradictory temperament is subtly blended together in him.

Brian turned around the tail ring he was wearing.

Brian knew that the best thing he should do at this time is to quickly drink the **** holy soul stabilizer, instead of letting Cyril approach him like this.

Brian's eyes traced recklessly along Cyril's beautiful face.

His eyes slid from his long eyelashes to the delicate tear mole, to the bridge of his nose, to the attractive lips.

The desire for destruction is like hot magma, tumbling in his heart.

Brian's eyebrows revealed a touch of indescribable strength.

Cyril felt that something was wrong with the other party now.

Not like the elegant, reserved, and easy-going academy chief, but like a dangerous and charming villain.

For such a change, Cyril did not find it abrupt, and even had such a feeling.

A long time ago he felt that there was a kind of arrogance and arrogance in his bones that went against his gentleman appearance.

"Mr. Scott..."

Cyril spoke softly, his voice soft.

He is ready to greet each other sincerely and express the concern for mutual help among roommates.

However, the man suddenly took a step forward at this moment, he leaned down slightly, and pressed his slender fingers against Cyril's slightly open lips.

Brian's cool fingers pressed against Cyril's soft lips, rubbing his delicate lips intentionally or unintentionally.

Cyril's hand that was hanging by his side trembled slightly.

The next moment, a shadow was cast in front of him

Mr. Scott covered his eyes with his hands.