After Being Fancied by a Necromancer | BL, MTL

Chapter 2: Merlin is blessed that you are still alive!

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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.