Hearing Addison Morgan mention "Uncharted", Cyril immediately recalled that the wizard Christina Black had introduced it in class.
Secret realm refers to the many mysterious areas on the wizard continent that are rich in resources.
Due to the extremely high concentration of magical elements in the special environment, many spiritual magical creatures and magical plants have been bred in the secret realm.
These things are essential raw materials for many magic researches, and collecting them can be traded to Wu Jing in Floating City.
Even some lucky ones can accidentally discover the relics of ancient great wizards in the secret realm, and can get a lot of gifts from them.
When Cyril took that class, he thought of Mr. Scott's hot spring bath that could enhance his spiritual power. The other party said lightly at the time 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 their exploration, the Secret Realm Agency has classified these secret realms, and they are divided into S grade, A grade, B grade, C grade, and D grade according to the safety level from high to low.
In addition, each secret realm 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 wizard apprentices to explore known secret realms, and provides them with a large and effective long-distance transformation wizard 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 Union has established the famous "Adventurer Association".
Wizards of the Adventurer's Association are responsible for delivering news from explorers, rewarding independent wizards to explore 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 it goes well, it will be saved soon. A lot of Wu Jing."
Addison Morgan tapped the notebook with a pen.
He pushed his glasses and calmly analyzed:
"Although I have collected a lot of information, it is best for us to find an experienced wizard apprentice as the leader. After all, the secret realm is not only the students of our Snowberg Wizarding Academy, but also the other six wizarding academies. apprentice."
Paris Grauer particularly agreed, with an annoyed look on his face.
When he was in the wizard apprentice grading test, he met a guy with a very robbery style, which made his teeth itch with anger.
If we meet this time... it must be to let Cyril's skeleton soldiers give them some color!
Cyrillic:? ?
"I heard that wizard apprentices can also earn Wu Jing 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 labors poured into the floating city, and the salary during the vacation is much lower than usual."
Hey, this is really asking for wealth at risk, Cyril sighed.
However, he is still very curious and looking forward to the secret realm.
The travel note 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 was shining brighter for days, pushing the heat even further.
Midsummer seems to have touched the edge, quietly steaming the green grass on the green grass to the point of listlessness.
Cyril noticed that the roses in his dormitory also quietly closed their buds during the day, and hid the lovely pearl red buds under the green leaves and vines for sun protection.
On a slightly cooler night, the roses emerged and bloomed again.
But the scorching sun had no effect on the snowy peaks surrounding Snowberg Wizarding Academy.
The blue sky is like a wash, and in the sunshine, the white snow on the snow peak still shows no signs of melting, and the ice layer reflects the graceful brilliance like broken silver.
When I was restless during the review, I stared at Xuefeng, and my heart became calm.
Cyril's tutoring was also temporarily suspended due to final exams.
He intends to inform Mr. Scott of his decision to go on an expedition to the secret realm during the summer vacation, and he intends to discuss with the other party how to arrange the courses after that.
It was an unremarkable Monday night.
Cyril returned 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.
His heart skipped a beat, and he hurried to the door of Mr. Scott's room to knock on the door.
"Boom-thump-thump-"
The crisp knock on the door was particularly clear in the night.
However, he got no response.
At this time, the silence in Mr. Scott's room 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.
Mr. Scott is not going to do anything wrong, is he
He suddenly thought of the small balcony connecting the two rooms, hurried back to his room and walked to the balcony.
Cyril walked over 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, and his handsome face was mostly hidden in the shadows, making him indistinct.
The moonlight outlines his perfect jawline and well-proportioned figure, like a sculptor's most perfect masterpiece.
Cyril glimpsed vaguely that Mr. Scott was not wearing his signature monocle, but instead revealed those beautiful peach eyes that were habitually hidden behind them.
For a time, their eyes met.
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 over 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 inky blue he remembered
There was even a hint of gold in the pupils, which was extremely gorgeous, like a touch of gold dust falling into the thick black ink.
These eyes reminded Cyril of Dean Brian he had met at the beginning of the school year.
The two pairs of eyes seem to fit together perfectly...
The thought flashed across his mind.
But when Cyril wanted to dig out and distinguish his memory more clearly, Dean Brian's face in the memory seemed to be covered with a vague mist, making him unsure.
"Come in."
At this moment, 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 is doing it with a little bit of sexy and sultry.
Cyril felt like his little heart was being pinched gently.
He couldn't help pinching his fingertips.
Cyril opened the glass door and walked gently into Mr. Scott's room.
Even though this room was only separated from the familiar bedroom by a wall, Cyril had the illusion of stepping into the viper's cave.
No lights were turned on in the room, just 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.
He is cute and innocent like a little rose blooming in the night, delicate, clear, and dazzling, but his seemingly discordant temperament is subtly blended together in him.
Brian turned around the tail ring he was wearing.
At this time, the scorching heat of the delicate tail ring has dissipated, but there is still the pain of whiplash left on the body, and the brain has not yet recovered from the throbbing pain of the soul.
Brian knew that what he should do at this time is to quickly drink the damn holy soul stabilizer, instead of letting Cyril approach him like this.
But the thought of letting Little Rose close couldn't help circling in his mind for a moment, and a strange excitement even overwhelmed the physical and mental pain.
Brian's gaze traced recklessly along Cyril's beautiful face.
His eyes slid from his slender eyelashes to the delicate tear mole, to the bridge of his nose, to the attractive lips.
There is also that section of the neck, which is getting whiter and whiter in the moonlight, so delicate that it seems to be broken when twisted.
The desire to destroy is like hot magma, tumbling in his heart.
There was an indescribable strength in Brian's brows.
Cyril felt that something was wrong with the other party now.
Not like the elegant, reserved and easy-going head of the academy, but like a dangerous and charming villain.
For such a change, Cyril did not find it abrupt, and even had such a feeling.
From a long time ago, he felt that there was a kind of arrogance and arrogance in this handsome wizard who was contrary to his gentleman's 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 Cyril's slightly open lips with his slender fingers.
Brian's cool fingers pressed against Cyril's soft lips, and his fingertips rubbed his delicate lips intentionally or unintentionally.
Cyril's hand dangling by his side trembled slightly.
The next moment, a shadow was cast in front of his eyes
Mr. Scott covered his eyes with his hands.