After Being Fancied by a Necromancer

Then, the little thing wrapped around his fingers.

Cyril took a deep breath and took out his hand from his pocket with a blank expression.

Sure enough.

There was something hanging on his pale slender hand.

A dark green snake with a thick thumb.

The little snake has a pair of clear dark red eyes, like two small rubies, and like a shocking red blood drop.

The dark green snake also has strange silver dark patterns intertwined, looking creepy.

Cyril and the snake looked at each other, and the eyes of one person and one snake met.

The originally active body of the little snake paused for a moment, and then it stretched out a flexible, bright red snake letter and licked Cyril's pale fingertips lightly, with a hint of flattery in the movement mean.

However, its flattery made Cyril stiff and numb.

Good guy! What kind of snake is this?

Can I live a day after being bitten by it?

Cyril felt that he was so close to dying on the spot - the distance from the snake's fangs to his fingers.

[System? ? ? ]

In hindsight, he remembered that he had the greatest golden finger.

However, he called the system in his mind, but got no response.

[What about people? ? ? ]

Cyril remembered the long talk and vowed to take him to experience the system of the wizarding world, and later realized that this kind of rhetoric is generally the style of MLM chiefs.

Too bad.

Cyril felt annoyed for a while.

Has he been deceived by the system?

I came to a place where I don't know where it is, but it is very dangerous to see, and there is an unidentified snake eyeing it.

Cyril strongly suspected that the original body might have died in the hands of this strange little snake.

【Zizzizi—come! coming! 】

【Young people, don’t be impatient! patience! patience! 】

Hearing the familiar system voice, Cyril finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The wind comment was killed! It's not easy for me! This is not my first time on the job, I didn't expect the operating procedures to be so complicated. The pre-job training teaches you to screw the screws, but the actual job requires you to build a rocket! Those dense plane coordinates and space models can make me dizzy...]

[Stop! Stop! ]

Cyril was busy preventing the system from babbling on. He understood the properties of the chatterbox system, and now he has no patience to listen to the system's long-winded induction experience.

You know, he has a hundred thousand whys in his mind now.

[So, what's the situation now? ]

He said, a novice system, put himself into a wizarding family, and then let himself successfully receive the admission notice of Hogwarts wizarding school at the age of eleven, is it? The simplest and most reliable way to do it.

Cyril judged that his current age was definitely over eleven years old, and he felt that the system had increased the difficulty of the opening abruptly.

He quickly recalled the spells he had written down before crossing in his mind, thinking about whether he would be able to keep up with the school shift, and how to stand out among a group of little kids to ease the embarrassment.

[So what's the situation now? ]

Seeing that the system had not heard back for a long time, Cyril could not help but ask again.

At the same time, a bad feeling rose in his heart.

[emmm...this is the foggy forest of Atlantis continent...you are near the town of Codswood now...]

The system involuntarily reduced the voice, and there was an obvious guilty conscience in the voice, like a balloon that was suddenly punctured.

Atlantis?

Misty Moon Forest?

Coddswood Township?

Where are these?

Cyril's pupils shook when he heard this strange name.

He bet these places are not mentioned in Harry Potter's millions of words.

Cyril thought of the original book that he had worked hard to memorize before crossing the road. He had a feeling of loneliness when he got the test paper for the exam.

【Hey! Look at that pretty little guy on your finger, it's an extremely rare alchemy snake! 】

Cyril reluctantly heard the system change the subject awkwardly.

However, the system succeeded in a sense.

Alchemy products, probably equivalent to an automatic toy? Cyril's fear of the little snake dropped most of it.

He raised his arms, looked at the dark green snake's body that was getting more and more shiny under the sun, and gently shook the snake in his hand in pain.

The silver dark pattern on the snake's body flashed dazzlingly under the sunlight.

The little snake also seemed to be new to this kind of fun, with a pair of ruby-like eyes showing a hint of pleasure, and the tip of the tail was shaking gently, a leisurely appearance.

[So, it doesn't matter if it bites. ]

Cyril made a casual remark.

Then, he immediately heard the serious voice of the system—

[No no no no! You must know, young man, the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are! Just be bitten by the sharp fangs of this little thing, and it can send you out of this beautiful world immediately! 】

Cyril's shaking hand suddenly froze, feeling that he had a bomb in his hand that could be detonated at any time.

[Isn't it even worse? ? ! ]

He is a little weak.

[Cough! Accident! Accident! 】

The system speech flashes.

【Cunning accidents always come quietly. 】

While it comforted Cyril, it also comforted itself.

[There must be a problem with the setting of the plane coordinates, but this is also a wizard plane, no difference! Behold the living elements in the air! 】

[Element? ]

Cyril raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, attracting his attention.

[Yes, yes! Come, close your eyes and feel it. I definitely didn't get it wrong when I set your wizard physique! 】

Cyril looked puzzled, and he closed his eyes in anticipation.

In the beginning, he felt the warm sunshine pouring on the ground with a hint of warmth, and the cool breeze passing through the forest brushed his cheeks, and felt the fingertips of the little snakes nimbly crawling Returning to his chest pocket, there was the melodious chirping of birds and insects not far away.

But then, something in the surrounding environment emerged shadowy, flowing in the air, only a subtle and unusual a little strangeness could be felt.

Cyril felt that this was something that would benefit him, and could be absorbed by his body, and there was even something in his blood that was clamoring for these things.

Is this the element?

Cyril tried to mobilize his body to absorb those erratic elements.

The feeling is indescribable, as if a magnet about to be demagnetized was groping in the air for things that could be connected to each other.

He closed his eyes and walked towards the direction where he felt the most concentrated elements, and stretched out his hand to explore something in the air.

Cyril felt a bumpy, slightly slippery touch under his feet, as if stepping on the green moss covered by the intertwined roots.

He stretched out his pale and thin hand in front of him and groped, and touched a rough bark.

In an instant, Cyril felt a dense mass of elements in the trees.

At the same time, he also smelled a faint fragrance of trees.

Cyril opened his eyes and saw this extremely sturdy tree trunk in front of him. This huge trunk could not be embraced by four people with open arms.

This is one of the oldest and sturdier trees in the neighborhood, so it's no wonder that it contains a lot of elements.

[That is the wood element! Feel it? Only those with wizard talent can feel the elements! Sorcerer apprentices and wizards can freely gather elements and transform them into magic! 】

[Some feeling, but unable to absorb the elements. ]

Cyril replied truthfully.

He could feel the elements flying towards him as if they had hit a wall of clear glass and could no longer move forward.

[It's normal! You haven't started meditating yet, the elements are invisible, and certainly cannot be absorbed! But with this system, sooner or later! The first is to improve your spiritual power through meditation. After the spiritual power is improved, you can absorb elements and convert them into magic power... 】

Cyril listened carefully to the system's introduction to the wizard power of this world, and suddenly there was a tingling pain in his brain, and the severe pain flashed, and the things that had been stuffed into his mind suddenly became clear stand up.

That is the memory of the original body.

After reading the memory he fell silent.

I was starved to death.

His current identity is Cyril Lawrence, a small town boy who grew up in Cotswood, a border town on the Atlantis continent. He is fifteen years old this year.

The Cyril who bears his name was brought to Cowswood by a wandering hunter at the age of ten and has lived there ever since. His memory before the age of ten seemed to be erased by something.

The taciturn revenant feeds himself and Cyril on the occasional catch from the edge of the foggy forest.

The tall man in my memory is often away from home for long periods of time due to hunting and drinking, and of course it is impossible to notice that little Cyril is bullied and isolated by the naughty boys in the town.

Three months ago, the hunter was bitten by an unknown monster in the misty moon forest, and the wound was infected and lay in bed.

The wound was very strangely infected, and strange dark gray lines spread from the wound to the rest of the skin.

Even the doctors in the large nearby town of Philadelphia were helpless. Various medicines have consumed the few savings in the family, but still can't stop the hunter's life breath from disappearing.

When those weird lines turned into deep black, the hunter's life came to an end.

After the hunter died, Cyril was left alone without a source of income.

Therefore, three days ago, the hungry Cyril had to change into the hunter's equipment and go to the foggy forest to try his luck, eager to get the prey and exchange it for silver coins and food.

However, the hunters did not teach him how to hunt in these years. Cyril, who knew nothing about hunting, stumbled and stumbled in the dangerous foggy forest. Although luckily he was not injured, he did not succeed in getting the prey.

Except for the rabbit he accidentally shot before he died, of course.

[Due to the change of soul, you are now a person with the potential of a wizard, and your physical fitness has been improved. However, you have to return to the small town of Codswood as soon as possible. The soul change consumes a lot of energy in your body, and your current physical strength will soon be unable to support it! 】

The system hurriedly reminded.

Cyril hurriedly picked up the dead rabbit not far away, followed the systematic navigation, and walked along a winding path.

I don't know how many bends I have turned, and I have gone far in the southeast direction before I see more and more sparse trees.

He breathed a sigh of relief, finally going through the forest.

It was about noon when Cyril set off, and it was already dusk when he walked out of the foggy moon forest.

The golden and red sunset was swallowed by the night, and there was a little cloud of melting fire in the distance.

Stepping on a shallow grass, Cyril saw some low wooden houses in the distance, and at the same time he could feel the burning hunger in his belly.

【Oops! Your current physical condition is really bad! No, no, you have to replenish your energy quickly! 】

The system muttered in Cyril's head.

The next moment, a modern electronic screen appeared in front of Cyril, showing his current body data:

[Name: Cyril Lawrence

Age: 15

Stamina: 1 (red)

Strength: 6

Mental Power: 8

Magic: 0

Achievements: None

Description: You are weak like a poor gray rabbit in the foggy moon forest, a small stun spell can kill you. Oh young man, Merlin is blessed that you are still alive! 】

Cyril scanned the malicious note quickly, then looked at the bright red "1" that marked "Physical Strength".

Stunning.

He couldn't help but stop.

At this moment, a female voice suddenly sounded behind him, with surprise in her voice.

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Merlin is a legendary magician in English and Welsh mythology.