Don't Call Me A Succubus, I'm Really Just A Warlock!

Mu En left the square.

Just after the voice in the square finished speaking, a place name appeared in his mind.

It's called Winter Library.

Mu En didn't know the road, but fortunately he met many passers-by after leaving the square.

After asking, passers-by pointed out that the huge blue cube conspicuous in the sky was the Winter Library.

When he came under the blue cube, Mu En was a little confused.

Because the blue cube is about fifteen or six meters above the ground and completely floating in the air, how do you get up there?

Just as I was thinking about finding a kind person to ask, a bump appeared on the ground in front of me.

A pale arrow appears at the same time.

Mu En tried to stand on the bulge and looked down to see complex lines lighting up under her feet.

The next moment, just in the blink of an eye, Mu En appeared in a white hall.

There are rows of densely packed bookshelves around it, as if you are in a sea of ​​books.

"Hello."

A girl with horns on her head sat at the only table in the hall, and Mu En's eyes fell on her towering figure.

Well, that's not the nature of a warlock.

Perfect shape though.

But he was really just looking at the badge pinned to it.

"Shyvana Antrian."

This is a girl's name.

The position is librarian.

However, there is a line of small words written at the end of the badge.

"Evil dragon, don't disturb me."

Combined with the horns on the girl's head.

Mu En immediately understood that this was the Dragon Clan.

But the evil dragon...

According to his miscellaneous book written by a bard, it is the name for the chromatic dragon.

So this girl named Shyvana is a chromatic dragon?

Not sure which one it is.

Mu En felt a little regretful for no reason.

"Hello." He responded politely with a smile, "I just came to Winter Fortress. I just failed to be assigned to train in the square, and then someone told me to come here."

Shyvana nodded: "You must be the warlock that Fulian mentioned. Fulian said that you can just read in the Winter Library.

As a warlock, you cannot learn spells, but you can awaken spells on your own. At the same time, because of this characteristic, it is difficult to arrange to join the legion.

So your best training is to read books, so that when you face other professions, you will know how to deal with them better. "

I see.

Mu En nodded.

"Can you recommend some books to read?" Mu En smiled shyly.

"Hmm." Shyvana held her chin in her hand, lost in thought.

Asking her to recommend what books a warlock should read was really embarrassing.

After thinking for a moment, Shyvana said, "How about you start with the basic spells? Maybe you can trigger the autonomous awakening spell."

"Thank you, where are the basic spells?" Mu En asked again.

A small spell circle appeared in Shyvana's palm. She pressed the spell circle on the table, and then the bookshelves in the library began to move at high speed, as if they were in a hurricane.

Mu En looked at this scene in surprise, but soon the high-speed movement of the bookshelves stopped, and one of the bookshelves came to him.

At a glance, they are all magic books with the word "Basic" in them.

Mu En pulled out a spell book from the first row and saw "Complete Collection of Basic Ice Spells" written on the cover.

"This book was written by Little John. He is pretty good and can knock off a piece of my scale. What he writes shouldn't be too bad."

Shyvana looked at the basic ice spell collection and said.

Just as Mu En was about to nod, he suddenly realized that Sivana's words were a bit strange.

Is it okay to knock off one of her scales to equal her strength?

Mu En thought of the magic resistance talent of the Dragon Clan that was almost immune to all spells.

Well, that's normal.

The person who wrote this spellbook is a mage.

A mage can be proud of being able to knock off the dragon's scales with magic.

I heard that the appearance of dragons when they transform into other races is their normal age.

Based on Shyvana's current appearance, she should be a young dragon.

Miscellaneous books written by bards say that young dragons usually have levels from seventh to ninth level.

So the little John who wrote this spell book is at least a master.

Because facing dragons, spells of the same level cannot break the defense.

It seems that this spell book is still very precious.

Mu En happily browsed through the collection of basic ice spells. Before he entered the convoy and arrived at the Winter Fortress, he saw an auction of spell books.

Among them, the highest spell book was recorded by a fifth-level mage, and it was finally sold at an auction for a high price of one thousand gold coins.

You must know that before he traveled through time, his original body sent himself to the Winter Fortress for a gold coin.

It can be seen that the price of the spell book in Mu En's hands is high now.

Thinking of this, Mu En couldn't help but relax her strength in turning the book.

Although the author's name is Little John, it is very ordinary.

However, the content in the spell book covers almost all basic ice spells, and most of them are the author's own spells.

But because he is a warlock, Mu En can only increase his knowledge and has no way to learn.

So he read faster, and there was no clock in the library.

When he finished flipping through everything, leaving only the last page unread, Mu En rubbed his temples, feeling a little dizzy.

At this time, he smelled a sweet fragrance coming from the side. Mu En turned around and saw that Sivana was holding a cake half a person's height, changed back to her original shape, and suffocated her in one bite.

The huge red dragon took out another cake, but she seemed to find Mu En looking at her, and subconsciously covered the cake with the dragon's claws, and then the girl's voice was still loud but expanded many times:

"This is mine. If you want to eat it, go out and buy it yourself."

The dark red scales were so close that Mu En felt that she could reach out and touch the dragon's tail, which was as thick as her own.

Seeing Shyvana's movements like a hamster protecting food, Mu En suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Don't worry, I won't eat it." Mu En said seriously, "I don't like cake."

Her light-colored but lava-like eyes stared at Mu En, and Sivana lowered her head, leaving only two or three meters away from Mu En.

The hot dragon's breath hit his face.

“There’s no one who doesn’t like to eat cake.”

She said words in a majestic voice that only a child would say.

Sivana hesitated for a moment, and then Mu En saw her move the dragon claw covering the cake, and use her sharp claws to dig a little into the cake - this bit of cake could be eaten by Mu En.

"There's no one who doesn't like cake."

When she put the paw with the cake in front of her, her intention was obvious.

"Hmm." Mu En looked at the cake and fell into deep thought.

Finally he chose to open his mouth.

After eating the cake, Shyvana used a water spell to wash away the cream stuck to the dragon's claws.

"Delicious!" Mu En gave a thumbs up.

"There's no one who doesn't like cake." Shyvana said again, but there was obvious joy in her words.

…

After leaving the Winter Library, I realized that it was already dark.

After returning to the dormitory along the original route, Bronzebeard and the others were already back.

The elf girl was nowhere to be seen on the third floor. Bronzebeard and Isard were sitting in front of the stove on the first floor, drinking and chatting.

"Where have you been?" Bronzebeard asked when he saw Mu En coming back.

"Went to the Winter Library." Mu En said.

"Is there anything interesting in the Winter Library?" Isaac asked.

"You can read books, and..." Mu En thought for a moment, "You can be fed by the dragon girl."

Bronzebeard: "!!!"

Isaac: "!!!"