After Being Fancied by a Necromancer

Chapter 20

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Cyril tasted the sweetness of exploring the Rose Manor and became active in the night tour.

Under the guidance of the system, he then found an old thick-skinned book - "Strange Creatures Cookbook" in the hollow of a huge tree.

Cyril looked through the dim light of the kerosene lamp for a while, then closed the manual blankly.

The book begins with ten ways to eat a round-faced fat chicken, but the illustrations on the pages clearly show that it is an owl!

Owls are so cute, how can they eat owls!

However, in addition to the cooking-related parts, this manual also introduces the characteristics and habits of many creatures (although the original author's intention is to tell readers how to capture creatures and make food), it is worth paying attention to.

So Cyril tucked the book under his arm and let the system continue to navigate.

He moved deeper into the forest behind the Rose Garden.

After passing through a small piece of dense forest, Cyril finally saw a quaint log cabin.

At this time, the bright moon was in the sky, and the night was thick.

The log cabin surrounded by many tall trees looks a little weird.

Cyril circled around the cabin and saw nothing.

Finally he went to the window, held up the kerosene lamp, stuck out half of his head and looked in the window.

However, inside the cabin seems to be the most normal and simple facilities that ordinary hunters use for rest in the forest: a small bed, a simple stove, and no chairs.

【The stuff is in there! 】

The system said with certainty.

Cyril pushed open the wooden door.

After he entered the house, he closed the wooden door again.

Since there were not many places to hide things in the cabin, Cyril quickly found a set of tarot cards in the belly of the kettle on the stove.

[Name: The Tarot of the Fortune Teller

Purpose: Increases divination accuracy by 10%

How to use: Maybe you need to take an elective course in divination after entering the wizarding academy (divination is a wonderful art to solve uncertainty!)

Explanation: Of course, it is recommended that you who do not have any divination talent and are penniless find an opportunity to sell it in exchange for some Wu Jing. 】

Seeing that the system's wording was a lot more polite, Cyril felt a little relieved.

He continued to turn over the entire cabin thoroughly, and found two shiny flakes—Wu Jing—in the pillowcase on the simple wooden bed.

[Name: Unremarkable Wu Jing

Quantity: 2

Purpose: Common currency of the Wizarding Land

How to use: 1 witch crystal = 10 gold coins

Explanation: As you can see, these are probably just 2 ordinary witch crystals missed by a stingy wizard. 】

Cyril was silent when he thought of the only 5 gold coins he had on him.

That was the last time the mercenary captain paid him for helping to hunt long-horned wild boars in the foggy forest.

These 5 gold coins can't even be exchanged for 1 Wu Jing!

Cyril suddenly felt that his sense of poverty increased.

He picked up the two Wu Jing and was about to put them in his pocket when he suddenly heard the sound of "creaking—" the wooden door was pushed open.

Cyril had always been facing the small door of the cabin sideways, and he immediately turned his head to look at the door vigilantly.

"Hey, I liked that thing too."

A baby-faced boy with a short dagger saw the Wu Jing that Cyril had not had time to collect, and his eyes lit up.

Although he didn't know what it was, it was always right to grab it first!

The boy waved the short dagger in his hand and made a vicious gesture of cutting his neck.

Cyril was a little helpless, he looked so easy to bully

He glanced at the boy calmly, and whispered the incantation "Raging Fire".

This is also one of the magic spells recorded on the old tapestry last time - "fireball", which Cyril has been practicing.

As he completed the outline of the "fireball" magic rune, a fireball the size of a human head appeared in the palm of Cyril's right hand.

The fireball was like a small sun, and it suddenly compared the dim light of the kerosene lamp in the hands of the two of them, illuminating the entire cabin extremely brightly.

Everyone is using cold weapons, but you actually used magic? ?

The baby-faced teenager's pupils trembled.

Sorry to disturb you, and farewell.

He glanced at Cyril in a panic, turned his head and ran, for fear that the new student who could use magic would catch up and take away his belongings if he slowed down.

As soon as the boy left, Cyril immediately guided the magic power condensed into a fireball to dissipate, and the bright fireball also disappeared.

He then quickly shook his right hand.

Wuwu, burn him to death!

Sure enough, the technology is immature and not suitable for pretending to be a boss.

Cyril sighed, not knowing when it would be able to emit a non-hot fireball.

He was about to leave here, but when he reached the door of the cabin, he couldn't get past that door.

Obviously he took a step forward, but he was a step further from the position of the wooden door.

Got a trap? ?

Cyril frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

But the boy just now was able to go out smoothly.

What is the difference between you and that boy

Cyril suddenly thought of something, took out the two witch crystals and tarot cards in his pocket, put them on the bed, and walked out.

Sure enough, this time he successfully walked outside the door of the log cabin.

Guys, is this something and people can only take one? !

Cyril threw the witch crystal and the tarot cards out of the window, and then walked out the door of the cabin by himself, but it still didn't work.

It wasn't until he finally tried to get out of the narrow window that he managed to escape from the cabin.

Cyril straightened his wrinkled clothes, picked up Wu Jing and Tarot cards on the ground, and pouted.

When you just want to force people to leave, you can only go through the window, which is really bad fun.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Mr. Scott's sly smile.

Cyril shook his head, threw the handsome Mr. Wizard's malicious smile out of his mind, and moved on.

However, after he walked a long way, the system did not feel any obvious magical fluctuations.

During this period, he also bumped into some people who were alone like him. Everyone looked at each other vigilantly and hurriedly left in different directions.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Cyril felt a little tired even after walking such a long distance.

Go back to rest tonight, and continue tomorrow, Cyril pondered in his heart.

You can also exchange messages with the Webb siblings and the blond boy tomorrow.

So he went home and walked to the main building of Rose Manor.

When walking back, Cyril realized how far he had traveled before.

Unexpectedly, the hinterland of Rose Manor is so deep, it seems that there is no boundary in sight!

He walked for nearly an hour before returning to the splendid main building.

When stepping into the familiar hall, Cyril couldn't wait to return to the big soft bed in the room and slump himself into a ball of cat cake.

However, when he reached the entrance of the stairs, the four teenagers who were sitting on the stairs stood up in unison, holding bright weapons in their hands.

Four able-bodied teenagers lined up in a row, strictly blocking the possibility of going upstairs.

Cyril glanced at them and remembered the "Arles' gang" mentioned by one of the girls at dinner.

It's really shameless, and he actually stands by the stairs and robs.

"Do you know who I am?"

A bronze-skinned youth standing in the center spoke with a fierce voice.

I see that you are Aristotle's second aunt, Jeanne Masto, Cyril complained in his heart.

He raised his head and looked at the person in front of him coldly, his bright eyes narrowed.

The usually clear and warm apricot eyes flashed with impatience at this time.

Seeing that Cyril was so unprofessional, Arles' face sank.

It looks like a newcomer, but it lacks lessons.

He raised his hand and waved, and the three teenagers beside him rushed straight to Cyril.

[system! Report to me the location! ]

Cyril was also ready.

He didn't just improve his mental power in the foggy moon forest before.

【Good! I'm coming! It's finally time to practice, it's exciting! 】

The system rubbed its hands together excitedly.

[On your right hand, at one o'clock, turn sideways! 】

Cyril quickly turned sideways, dodged an attack, and then raised his leg and kicked the man's knee.

At this time, he seemed to be able to feel the bonus of the warm power of the powerful Bobo fruit in his body.

The man staggered and fell to the ground.

【Be careful behind you! Bow ten centimeters! 】

The man who had planned to attack Cyril from behind suddenly found that the young man had eyes on his back, and lowered his head steadily to dodge his attack.

Cyril could almost hear the sound of the short dagger on his head cutting through the air.

Taking advantage of the opponent's unsteady bottom, he lifted his leg and kicked three inches towards the man's lower abdomen.

[Eight o'clock on the left! 】

Before he could appreciate the man squatting while clutching his crotch, Cyril picked up his short dagger and threw it towards the man on the left.

The short dagger flew past the man's right shoulder, and the sharp blade shaved off a strand of hair on his right side.

In the end, Cyril looked at the blue-faced Ales.

Breathing slightly, he chanted the fireball spell "Raging Fire", and smashed a palm-sized fireball at Ales's head.

Ales' pupils shrank, and he reacted extremely quickly by squatting down to dodge the fireball's attack.

The fireball hit the wall behind him, shattering into countless bright sparks, which were then absorbed by the magic wall.

Cyril walked up the stairs calmly with a light expression on his face, and was not hindered again.

He didn't encounter the "robber" again until he returned to his room.

Sure enough, strength is still king in this world!

The concentration of elements in Rose Manor is so high, you need to meditate well to improve your spiritual power and magic power!

Cyril buried himself in the fluffy and soft bedding, thinking this before going to bed.