Please listen to the voice of black magic

"Professor Duran, you are going to see a doctor next, right? I don't want to hinder you, I just have a few questions to ask, very quickly."

After getting the old-looking magic professor's advice not to care, Annan took out a cross from his pocket.

"Professor Duran, I found this by the study window. This is your thing, right? Where did you get it?"

"Yes...it seems that a kid sold it to me when I passed by the church in the slum last week."

Duran almost forgot about the existence of this cross. He thought for a moment and then remembered the origin of this cross.

This is an unimportant religious ornament, something cheap bought on the street.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this cross?"

"It's a big problem."

Annan actually just wanted to ask about the origin of this cross. The magic professor had already answered that it was over there in the slums.

There is only one slum in Kedakes City, a large slum where almost 300,000 people live.

You must know that the total population of Kedakes City is only more than 1.5 million, but this slum accounts for 300,000 people.

Annan, who had already got the answer, thought about it and didn't beat around the bush. He had already asked the question anyway, so he might as well continue to ask in more detail.

"This thing is full of the breath of death."

"The breath of death? Can you see it? Your dark magic?"

Professor Duran captured the key points in an instant.

"This...Annan, are you okay?"

"Of course I'm fine, what's wrong?"

Annan, who still wanted to continue talking, saw Dulan's expression suddenly become serious.

"Annan, it's very clear to me that you really don't understand black magic at all, nor do you understand foreign lands, nor do you understand things in the other world... Listen carefully, this is not just advice, it is also a warning, no matter what happens in the future , please don’t continue to use your black magic that can see death!”

Du Lan changed his previous gentle attitude. He increased his tone of voice and stared at the confused Annan with sharp eyes.

"I didn't know that the black magic you know can be so dangerous! Annan, seeing death itself is abnormal! Death is not something that fragile creatures like humans can observe! People who look directly at death are likely to He couldn't bear the impact of death and died directly! Even the golden witch would definitely not use this kind of black magic which is equivalent to suicide!"

"Eh? Is that so?"

Annan was a little troubled.

He didn't know how to tell this magic professor. In fact, he was currently using black magic to observe death.

Of course he quickly turned it off because he didn't want to waste too much magic.

Annan did not think that Dulan was exaggerating. The other party was the child of a witch who was very familiar with black magic. There was no need to lie to people in a place like this.

That's why he was so strange. He really couldn't feel the influence or threat of the black magic of Death Sight.

He felt absolutely nothing.

"Annan, how did you get this dangerous black magic? How many times have you used this dangerous black magic?"

Duran, who kept carefully observing the condition of the boy in front of him, couldn't see anything wrong with the boy's body or mind for the time being, but the influence of black magic was often invisible to the naked eye.

"Annan, you either have some tolerance for black magic or death, but don't think that you can ignore all influences. Listen to me, this is for your own good. Never use that black magic that can see death in the future. Got it!"

"Well, I understand, I know."

Annan had a lot to say, but in the end he said nothing. In the end, he nodded with an obedient attitude.

"I also got this black magic called death sight by accident. It was in a, um, a black magic item. That item has now been destroyed. You may not believe it, but I was on the street. You can buy it from any street stall you go to.”

"Really...an item of black magic..."

Duran sighed and shook his head.

Sometimes, items that don't appear to have any special black magic will flow into the public, and then some unlucky guys will come into contact with these dangerous things, and in the end they will die as a matter of course.

This kind of story is not common, but it does happen.

"Annan, please remember my warning and never use that black magic again... So, you want to say that there is something wrong with this cross?"

Duran carefully put on his gloves and picked up the cross necklace on the table.

The professor of magic examined the cross carefully and carefully for several minutes.

"There's nothing wrong with this cross. It's not an item of black magic... But, you said there's a lot of death lingering on it?"

Annan nodded seriously.

"That's it..."

Du Lan frowned and was troubled for a long time.

Then, he placed the cross in his hand heavily on the table.

"Annan, forget about this."

Annan kept blinking, as if he didn't react.

"It's better to do less than to do more. We can't protect ourselves now, so stop meddling in other people's business."

Duran didn't know what caused an ordinary cross to be surrounded by a lot of death breath, but it was definitely not a good thing.

However, he had no intention of investigating. He was not a messenger of justice and did not want to cause trouble.

"After that, I will find time to visit the place where I bought this cross. If there is really a problem... I will call the police depending on the situation."

"Yeah, that's right."

Annan smiled and nodded.

"Then, I'll leave first, Professor Duran. I'll come see you tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow."

Before Annan left, Dulan gave him a set of introductory books for beginners in magic.

"Annan, your understanding of magic is too rudimentary, and your understanding of black magic is too superficial. You should go back and read more about these books, especially this book that introduces the dangers of black magic. I will find another time later. Teach you magic, teach you how to use magic, but before that, remember not to use any black magic anymore, and don't practice magic alone. Even normal magic practice is dangerous. It's best to have a teacher. Keep an eye on me."

After Annan thanked him repeatedly, he went home with a heavy collection of magic books.

"Okay, then..."

Annan returned to his deserted home, took a shower and changed into a set of clothes, and then went out.

"Let's go to the slums!"

Annan took the local city map he found at home and headed towards the slums.