Magic!

Chapter 36 36. Abnormal Nocturne Classmate

Nocturne? It's the female classmate who looks like Sadako. The third place in the admissions exam was from the necromancy and life department like me. I was thinking of her just now... Russell thought as he answered:

"Okay, I know."

Looking at the female ghost in front of him, a question popped into Russell's mind and he asked:

"I would like to ask you, how do you talk when you have no brain?"

"I don't know. But I'm dead. In theory, I'm gone from head to toe." The ghost lady replied in a matter-of-fact tone.

Russell nodded and asked a more tricky question:

“There’s another problem, you were beheaded to death.

"So, have you lost your body or your head? Why do I see a headless ghost instead of a floating head without a body?"

The ghost was silent, racking his brains and unable to come up with an answer.

She raised a hand and scratched the air 15 centimeters from her neck, seemingly lost in thought.

Russell felt that there was no need to make things difficult for this headless ghost.

More complex philosophical issues should be left to thoughtful people to think about.

Before leaving, Russell briefly explained his whereabouts to Subway.

"Okay, Russell, let's go."

Subway yawned and scrolled through his phone in the dark. The white light shone on his face, looking completely unconcerned.

Russell opened the door and left, walking down the dormitory building.

He wasn't worried that Nocturne would be bad for him. The dormitory guards are basically strong men in the late second grade, and they have few rivals in the junior college.

After feeling Russell's footsteps far enough away, Subway suddenly——

Get up.

Get out of bed.

Turn on the lights.

He typed quickly on his phone and published a new post in the campus forum.

"Russell, the beautiful boy who ranked first in this year's admissions exam, had a tryst with a beautiful girl at night. Live online! 》

Subway leaned in front of the window, observing the open space below the dormitory, and at the same time turned on the video recording function of his mobile phone.

…

In the open space below the dormitory, the cold wind blew.

Nocturne was dressed in black and stood in the wind. Her bangs covered most of her face, and her beautiful face could be vaguely glimpsed through her hair.

"What do you want from me?" Russell asked.

"I heard about your experience from Kuroba-san, and I know that you had a conflict with people from the White Wolf Club. Russell, I sympathize with you." Nocturne's voice was still as gloomy as before.

"Thank you." Russell responded politely, waiting for Nocturne to say what he wanted to say next.

Nocturne was silent for a few seconds, with a low tone:

"Do you crave more power?"

"I thought this second line was no longer popular." Russell shrugged casually with an unfazed expression.

"You should know that your power is simply not enough to deal with the White Wolf Club's revenge, let alone change anything you want to change." Nocturne continued.

Russell said lightly:

"I didn't say I wanted to subvert anything. Please don't represent me."

Russell noticed something strange in Nocturne's way of speaking and tone.

Nocturne hesitated for a moment, sighed, and then changed the subject: "Russell, you don't have a contracted extraordinary spirit body yet."

"Not all freshmen, right," Russell replied calmly.

Nocturne shook his head:

"No, I have already contracted one."

Before Russell could ask, Nocturne explained:

"I joined an interesting student association, and with the help of the association, I tamed and contracted a supernatural spirit."

After saying that, Nocturne snapped his fingers.

(Russell also imitated one, but he found that he couldn’t snap his fingers and there was no sound at all.)

A pale and hazy spiritual figure appeared behind Nocturne, like a twisted human-shaped cloud.

As a psychic, Russell could vaguely feel the huge power contained in this spirit body.

This extraordinary spirit is probably more powerful than the first-year students he has encountered before, and may even have the strength of a second-year student.

And this is just the contracted spirit body of a first-year student!

Nocturne waved his hand violently, and the spirit body became insubstantial again and disappeared.

Nocturne said coldly:

"The association I joined is very friendly to talented newcomers and is willing to provide help. They are not like the White Wolf Club, which indulges in the vanity brought about by bullying the weak, and there is no child-like play house based on seniority.

"They only welcome people who are truly capable, talented and gifted!"

Russell's eyes became more serious as he listened.

After the nocturne finished, he showed a look of sudden realization:

"So that's it, I've gradually understood everything."

Seeing Russell's reaction, the lower half of Nocturne's face, which was not covered by her hair, showed a bit of a smile.

"Nocturne, it turns out you want to boast that you are capable, talented, and gifted! You don't have to be so tactful when you brag about yourself in the future."

The corners of the girl's mouth twitched slightly.

She coughed twice and got straight to the point:

"Would you be interested in joining us?

"It happens that we also hate the White Wolf Club and other bullying forces in the academy. Joining us may give you enough power to defeat Bai and his men.

"However, if you want to join us, you have to go through a period of examination, review and testing."

Russell noticed something strange in Nocturne's attitude. His expression condensed:

"How many college gold coins are the membership benefits?"

"Well, it seems there is no such membership benefit." Nocturne was confused.

"Then I'll think about it later when I have time." Russell turned around.

Nocturne quickly stopped Russell:

"I'll ask about the membership benefits."

"Is there anything else?" Russell turned his head.

Nocturne nodded and then asked:

"I heard that during the admissions exam, you had a good chat with the dragon guarding the gold in your dream?"

"Yes."

But where did you know the content of my dream? And it seems that I only know a little bit, but I don’t know the specific details, otherwise there is no need to ask me.

Nocturne showed a little excitement and asked eagerly:

"Did Mr. Dragon tell you where it lives in the college and what work it is responsible for?"