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Cyril recalled the old dagger he had seen in the second-hand shop on Crescent Street.
Should buy it.
Cyril's eyes flashed with regret, he was not sure he could deal with them.
Nothing else on you matters.
Mainly the tapestry that recorded spells and magic runes, something that must not be taken away.
Cyril's face was ruthless, and he planned an escape route in his heart.
Suddenly the snake in his breast pocket began to wriggle again.
The little snake slowly stuck its head out.
The three boys on the opposite side were stunned to see the snake.
The aristocratic young master in their impression will keep a large hound that looks domineering and fierce.
The noble ladies love snow-white kittens with soft fur, but few people keep snakes, and it is a snake that looks a little weird.
The little dark green snake wrapped around Cyril's shoulder, and the silver thread dark pattern on the snake suddenly brightened. Thin cheeks, inexplicably have the meaning of a horror fairy tale.
Cyril has been keeping an eye on the confrontation in front of him, and he is keenly aware of the sloppy eyes of these boys, no matter what the reason is, he runs away.
The cold wind in the autumn blew on Cyril's pale cheeks with a damp and cold breath, and the cold wind drilled into his nose, which was very uncomfortable.
But he didn't dare to stop easily.
His body is too thin now and his physical strength is not good.
Cyril used his willpower to support himself to run forward desperately.
Run, don't stop.
It wasn't until he struggled to run out several streets that he couldn't move his legs any longer, and then he stopped and looked back out of breath.
No one came after.
His face was flushed, sweat dripped from his forehead, his chest was stuffy, and his legs were weak and heavy.
Cyril leaned his back against the wall, raised his head and pressed the back of his head against the wall, trying to calm his breathing.
The little snake did not know when it had returned to his chest pocket.
After going back, you still have to step up time to meditate, work hard to improve your spiritual power to absorb elements, and then learn the spells and magic runes on the old tapestry as soon as possible, and then find a way to find a way to enter the wizarding world!
The feeling of not having enough power to protect yourself sucks.
He realizes that this is not a very safe society, the history is vague, the power of wizards and knights are intertwined, the huge class and wealth gap...
Cyril sighed.
After the violent aura had passed, Cyril walked towards Crescent Street under the navigation of the system.
Seeing the beautiful, tidy and well-ordered streets of Crescent Street again, he had a lot of thoughts.
Two short hours, really exciting.
Cyril looked at the amount of silver left in the cloth bag and felt that he could not treat himself badly, after all, he would have a stable source of income after all.
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After Being Fancied by a Necromancer | BL, MTL
FantasyCyril was a Harry Potter book fan. He unexpectedly obtained a chatterbox system that said it would take him to experience the desired Wizarding World. He rubbed his hands together gleefully. Was there such a good thing? However, once the system was...
