After Being Fancied by a Necromancer | BL, MTL

Chapter 44: "Okay, come with me, you live with me."

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Cyril packed up his meager possessions and magical objects before going to bed last night: his alchemy pet snake Green;

A beautiful wand made of millennium laurel branches and the magical dream-eating tapir; a membership card of the Black Rose Chamber of Commerce, which was won at the Black Ring Competition, with 920 witch crystals in it ; a necessary camouflage mask for social fear;

Several remaining medium healing potions;

Two books with unknown but rich and detailed content - "Cooking Handbook of Strange Creatures" and "Seeking Yourself rather than Seeking a Doctor - On the Identification Method and Efficacy of Herbs"; a night flint with lighting function ;

A deck of tarot cards that increases divination accuracy by 10%.

By the way, there is also a rose necklace that cannot be removed from the neck.

The items purchased at Whale's Head Lane yesterday were stored in a mysterious space of Mr. Scott.

Cyril took everything, walked out of the room, and came to the deck of the airship.

"Good morning, Lawrence. Hope you slept well last night."

Addison Morgan appeared out of nowhere, and suddenly said hello to Cyril.

Cyril, who had just been interviewed by him yesterday, was caught off guard and trembled when he heard the voice.

"Good morning, Morgan! You look in good spirits too!"

Cyril blinked and greeted him.

"Of course, getting enough six hours of sleep every day will help you be more energetic during the day and better able to carry out various activities."

Addison Morgan pushed up his glasses and replied.

"However, this data will change in different ways under the action of various recovery agents. How it is will be subject to follow-up experimental research."

He paused, then added rigorously, then took out the equipment from the pocket of the protective cloak.

Don't come back early in the morning and ask one hundred thousand why!

Cyril muttered inwardly when he saw the notebook and pen he took out.

Fortunately, Addison Morgan only greeted Cyril politely.

Then he looked at the scenery outside the airship, and kept writing and drawing on the notebook with the pen in his hand.

Probably caught a glimpse of Cyril's curious look, Addison Morgan kindly explained: "I'm going to Snowberg Wizarding Academy soon, and it is beneficial to keep records of relevant data. Build a comprehensive understanding of the academy."

Cyril nodded vaguely.

He couldn't help but ask: "There should be a lot of Snowberg Wizarding Academy materials in the library? There should be a library in the academy, right?"

Addison Morgan paused when he heard this.

A flash of embarrassment flashed across his young face.

I really forgot that there is a library...

He reached out and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, the thick lenses concealed his look.

"But first-hand information is also very important."

Addison Morgan quickly found a reason as a note, and his serious expression gradually relaxed.

Cyril stopped disturbing the record work of this data madman, and turned his head to appreciate the surrounding environment.