After Being Fancied by a Necromancer - Chapter 36

    In a manor in the middle of Whalefall Island, dozens of wizards sat around an ornate round table.

    In the center of the round table is a crystal ball.

    The crystal ball is projecting a complete map into the air.

    Most of the space on the map is an irregular circle with tree-like rings in it.

    There are also many small black dots flashing on the map, now these small black dots are densely distributed outside the circle.

     “Ten minutes have passed, and they have been in the illusion for a full day. It seems that no new students have successfully walked out of the illusion.”

    One of the men in the wizard hat said with a smile.

    His body is slightly fat, and his demeanor is very kind.

    “It’s early.”

    The wizard sitting next to him said casually: “I still remember the last time, but it took more than an hour before a new born was born.”

    “Our Wizards Alliance has studied for so many years before we have improved the magic circle recorded on the manuscripts left by the ancient great wizards. The generation and transformation make people not know where they are. If their mental power is not strong enough, they will not know that they have entered this illusion in a short time, let alone find a way to break the illusion.”

    A wizard with rimless glasses reached out and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

    The small eyes behind his lenses stared at the map projected by the crystal ball.

    This wizard wears a badge on his wizard robes.

    The embossed pattern on the badge is of an open book with a wand on the page – a symbol of the Wizarding Union.

    “Every time there are many E-level wizard apprentices who fail to get out of the illusion until the end of the grading trial.”

    He paused and added.

     “After all, the gap in talent is difficult to make up, and many little guys need to make more efforts on the road of wizard apprenticeship.”

    The first fat wizard to speak sighed.

      The talented S-class wizard apprentice came out in less than ten minutes, and finally he went to your academy, didn’t he? Dean Brian?”

    At the end of the fat wizard’s sight is an extremely handsome man with an unforgettable handsome eyebrows.

      .

    His silver-white silky long hair was loosely draped behind his head, and it seemed like a bright moonlight was flowing through his hair.

    It’s a pity the fat wizard is too far away.

      block.

    It was as if the eyes were separated by a thick layer of clouds and could not be seen clearly.

    It only makes one look away to the smoky haze that shrouded almost his entire body at some point.

    Suffocatingly cold and gloomy, yet stunningly beautiful.

    At this time, Brian, who was hiding behind the gloomy smoke-gray mist, heard the words and said “um” softly.

    The man’s voice was low and smooth, his tone was silky and calm, like a snake whispering in a human ear.

    Brian’s eyes glanced lightly at the fat wizard, making him feel like he was the struggling prey in the eyes of a tyrannical hunter for a moment.

    The fat wizard had an embarrassed smile on his face, and he didn’t breathe a sigh of relief until the other party’s eyes passed.

    He scolded inwardly that he was too full to support himself, and even thoughtlessly went to talk to that person.

    Beauty is a gift Merlin bestowed upon him.

    Any beauty will only make countless people coveted.

    However, if a beautiful person has a strong strength that matches his appearance, it will make people only look at it from a distance and dare not blaspheme.

    Not to mention this murderous legend known throughout the Wizarding League.

    Brian sat lazily on the seat, resting his chin with one hand, and glanced at the insignificant black dots on the map boredly.

    He thought nonchalantly about the gift that Black gave him last night to fulfill his last bet.

    Thinking of the “I wish Dean and your pet have a wonderful time” left by the other party, Brian couldn’t help but tut.

    Although Blake is not as reliable as his own sister Christina, it has to be said that he is barely discerning when it comes to choosing gifts.

    The gift is a magical object that the holder can locate and tamper with the illusion. It can be said to be very suitable.

    Brian used it on Cyril at the beginning of the wizard apprentice grading trial.

    Thinking of this, Brian’s eyes filled with interest.

    I wonder if Little Rose has put on all the beautiful dresses he has prepared, trying to find a way out in the endless ice and snow?

    Originally, Brian wanted to set up a lot of scaring things in the fantasy world, but he thought about it, he might as well go to Cyril’s fantasy world to have some fun.

    Isn’t it more wonderful to let the little guy collapse in the most common and absurd and seemingly inexplicable fantasy.

    The handsome man crushed a small round and clear pearl that he had just been playing with.

    His figure swayed slightly for a moment, it looked like a man adjusted his sitting position lazily.

    For a time, one of the hundreds of small black dots on the map trembled indistinctly.

    But because the change was so small and fleeting, no one noticed.

    “Don’t move.”

    Cyril froze when he heard the words, this voice… so familiar?

    —It’s Mr. Scott!

    Cyril turned over and looked at the man lying on his side.

    The man’s hand still wrapped around the waist of the young man in his arms, allowing him to flexibly turn over in his arms.

    Brian smiled as he watched the silk nightgown on the other’s body ripped apart with the flip just now, revealing his beautifully slender collarbone and smooth and white shoulders.

    The man gave a low laugh, his voice was lazy and magnetic, and his face had a relaxed look of just waking up.

    “Good morning dear.”

    Brian’s voice was as soft as a murmur between lovers, with a somewhat ambiguous tone.

    Cyril’s heart skipped a beat.

    Mr. Scott would never speak to him like that, nor would he call him “darling” in such an intimate tone.

    It was a very gentle and elegant voice, but it made his hair stand up.

    Cyril’s eyes widened suddenly.

    The handsome face of the man close at hand is indeed the appearance of Mr. Scott.

    He didn’t wear a monocle, and his dark blue peach eyes were looking at him affectionately. After looking at him for a long time, he seemed to be indulged in the dark blue sea.

    Cyril’s heart beat a few more times in disappointment, and his eyes quickly moved away as if he was burned.

    Then, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of a large piece of thin and tight muscle exposed on the man’s chest.

    The lines are smooth and beautiful, and under the cover of loose sleep, it becomes more and more sexy.

    The man’s posture is relaxed and his demeanor is at ease, with a light smile on his face, and his long and narrow eyes slightly raised.

    Inexplicable and dangerous.

    Cyril sounded the alarm in his heart, he tried to move his body, and quietly opened the distance between the two.

    However, how could Brian kindly let him succeed? It was his interest to see Cyril struggling, shy, and being bullied.

    The Great Necromancer’s mood seems to have become more relaxed.

    Tsk, beautiful, soft, little rose that wants to be ravaged.

    A secret and exciting destructive desire overflowed in his heart, and his eyes became more and more dark and unclear.

    You have to bully the little rose to the point of splashing juice.

    Brian grinned, wrapped his arms around Cyril’s waist and brought him into his arms.

    His slender and powerful arms tightly hugged Cyril, making him unable to break free.

    The bodies of the two fit closely, and the warm body temperature of each other can be clearly felt through the thin silk nightgown.

    Brian lowered his head slightly, the two of them leaned on a soft pillow together, the nose tips were touching, and the two breaths were intertwined in an extremely narrow range.

    Cyril felt that the air he inhaled carried the smell of the other party.

    It was like a large soft and meticulous net, firmly covering him.

    Brian looked at the other party’s blush white face and curved his lips.

    He pressed his lips to Cyril’s cheek, rubbing gently.

    Brian’s other hand pressed gently on Cyril’s delicate waist.

    Cyril immediately rolled over to the bed, wrapped in the quilt, watching him vigilantly.

    “Who are you?”

    Cyril forced himself to ask calmly.

    Brian looked at the little rose who reacted in an instant, and a strange interest rose in his heart.

    However, he frowned as he felt the feeling of emptiness in his arms.

    Brian’s voice dropped for a moment, as if full of disappointment and frustration: “Do you still regret it? Dear Cyril?”

    Cyril heard the other party look at him with a look of dismay, and called his name in a tone of abandonment, with a bit of weird self-loathing in his voice.

    This left him a little dazed.

    Accustomed to Mr. Scott’s usual grace, strength and arrogance, Cyril was filled with discomfort when he saw someone make this expression with his face and voice.

    He was stunned for a moment, and quickly pinched his thigh to see if he was still dreaming.

    My dear, it hurts to death, it’s true.

    “Do you want to pretend to have amnesia and use this as an excuse to leave me and leave here?”

    Bryan said aggressively, a hint of gloom lingering on his handsome brow.

    ? ? ?

    Cyril’s face froze, he looked at the other party staring at him and said resentfully: “So, love will disappear, right?”

    I am not! I do not have! Don’t talk nonsense!

    I have never been in love, okay?

    The author has something to say: Who can compare to Brian when it comes to dogs OvO

    1. The main point of view of this article: Adhere to the cuteness of Cyril and not waver – accept it!

    3. Claude Scott is an attacking vest, an S-class wizard apprentice, the chief of Snowberg Wizarding Academy, and is currently the main force in front of Shou.