Please listen to the voice of black magic

Annan woke up at six o'clock in the morning very energetic.

He wasn't unable to sleep because he was sleeping in a strange house and bed. Rather, he felt very comfortable and didn't feel any pressure at all. He had relieved yesterday's fatigue very well.

"Hey, this injured leg hasn't healed yet."

When Annan jumped out of bed, he felt a pulling pain on the skin of his right thigh where he had suffered a gunshot wound, which somewhat hindered his movement.

Considering that he walked for several hours yesterday and did some extra exercise, it was reasonable that the wound would not recover smoothly.

"It's a pity that there are not many healing spells for recovery in this world."

Annan, who spent the night reading an introductory book on magic yesterday, already had a preliminary understanding of the upper and lower limits of this low-magic world.

In this world, recovery magic is very rare, mainly because not many people can learn it.

"The magic in this world is very idealistic. It does not mean that you can learn it if you have inheritance or theory. Some magic can be easily understood in the hands of others, but some people will never learn it in their lifetime. Although it is not scientific, it is indeed very good. magic."

After briefly washing up, Annan went to the kitchen to have his breakfast quietly in high spirits.

The owner of the house, Dulan, said that he could use the kitchen as he pleased, and Annan would certainly not be polite.

The other two people in this room don't seem to have woken up yet. It's best not to disturb them and just get something simple.

After breakfast and washing the dishes, Annan ran into the study and continued reading. There were many introductory books on magic for him to read. It can only be said that it is the study of a professor at the Magic Academy. There are many types of books and they are comprehensive. There are many different editions of textbooks, ranging from the most basic introductory book to completely incomprehensible esoteric books.

Annan, who was sitting in the middle of the study with a book, raised his head and glanced at the cross placed by the window.

Now this cross has no value.

Annan could no longer hear any sound on this cross.

"The sound of black magic on this cross, I didn't expect it to disappear so quickly..."

After Annan discovered the cross last night, he had been holding it in his hand to study it. However, he didn't wait long after he studied it, probably about an hour, when he couldn't hear any sound.

"However, compared to the Death Sight obtained from the necklace, the Soul Arrow is much faster to master. It took me a long time to touch the Death Sight necklace before I could barely master it, but I can basically master the Soul Arrow with one touch. Is it because the sound is clearer? But why is the sound clearer? "

Annan can be sure that he has completely mastered the soul arrow and knows the essence of this black magic. He has fully used the relevant knowledge.

If he were asked to transcribe the contents of the Soul Arrow now, he could easily write it down word for word. In comparison, the Death Sight spell was a little less powerful.

"So, because I already fully understand the knowledge of the black magic of Soul Arrow, I can't hear the sound of the black magic on the cross? Or is it just the opposite? I have absorbed all the knowledge of the sound of the cross. The sound Then it disappeared, it was gone, and the soul arrow was completely controlled by me because of this... I don’t understand.”

Annan could not make a conclusion for the time being. He needed to compare more items that could hear the sound of black magic before he could be sure.

His ability to listen to the sounds of black magic was indeed possessed as soon as he traveled back in time, and he instinctively understood how to use it, but he was not sure whether this so-called instinct was correct, and it would not be surprising if there were some mistakes.

"Let's go home and look at the necklace later. You can still hear the sound inside it."

Annan continued to read.

He is not a person who likes reading very much, and his reading scores in his previous life were also very average. However, the magic-related books he is reading now really interest him. He does not feel bored at all. He feels that he can keep reading until Read all the magic books in this room.

He kept reading until noon.

Annan had just finished reading a book this morning, and was about to continue looking for another book suitable for his level as a beginner in magic, when the half-open door to the study room was pushed open.

Duran looked much more energetic than yesterday. Marquez came in.

"Annan, you look like you had a good rest."

"I'm still young, and I didn't participate in the battle yesterday."

Annan said hello with a smile and closed the book in his hand.

He had been concentrating on reading and really didn't notice anything going on outside.

Judging from the sound, Antonio must have woken up, which means he will continue the communication that was interrupted yesterday.

Annan and Duran came to the living room together and sat at the dining table. Antonio had just finished his breakfast and lunch at this time.

Antonio looked much stronger than yesterday, but he still looked listless.

"Dulan, let's finish what we need to say as soon as possible. Later I want to quickly go to the place where I was attacked to investigate. Maybe there are still some clues about the Golden Witch there."

Antonio didn't say a word of politeness, and got into the topic directly after seeing the crowd gathered.

He recounted his experience of being sneak-attacked by the Golden Witch.

After Antonio said goodbye to Annan whom he met by chance, he planned to continue some investigation of his own. However, shortly after leaving the pedestrian-filled avenue, he discovered that he was being followed.

It's not unusual for a detective like him to be followed in turn, especially since he was investigating a big case recently. He was very brave and decided to see who was following him.

Antonio took the initiative to walk into a sparsely populated place, intending to ambush the stalker in turn. However, he did not expect that his opponent was a magician, and he fell into the trap very easily.

"I was lying in wait at the corner of the alley, planning to jump out and subdue the stalker when he came up, but I was attacked from behind. I lost consciousness for a moment, and then when I came back to my senses, I went to the strange place yesterday..."

Antonio was completely confused at the time. After all, one second he was in a dirty alley with high-rise buildings on his left and right, but the next second he appeared inside a desolate and deserted dilapidated building.

But now he finally understands that it should be the golden gate of the golden witch that can connect the world. The golden witch was prepared to break him into the gate, and wanted to deal with him where no one would interfere.

"I think my anti-tracking ability and hiding ability are good, but if my body really smells like a dark creature, then of course I can't hide it from the golden witch..."

What happened after that was what Annan saw.

Antonio, who fell into the trap, fought with the Golden Witch. During the fierce battle, Duran, who faked his death, came out to sneak attack the Golden Witch. In the end, the Golden Witch died in an accident due to a bit of frustration.

Although it was just a clone that died.

"It's your turn, Duran Marquez."

Antonio's black and blue eyes stared at the magic professor.

The old-looking magic professor, who had changed out of his blood-stained clothes and had properly tidied up after a night's rest, now exuded an easy-going and elegant temperament, as if he was an old scholar.

"This matter was only halfway discussed yesterday. Please tell me in detail how you encountered the golden witch."