The Necromancer Hidden in the Orphanage

These scrolls were piled up in a small mountain, taking up most of the room.

Leán stiffly bent down and casually picked up a scroll to examine.

The first one was a low-tier magic scroll, Fireball.

The second one was also Fireball.

The third was still Fireball!

Not believing it, he picked up a dozen more in succession.

And found they were all Fireball Scrolls!

At a rough glance, the number of scrolls here was close to a thousand!

Leán was dumbfounded, feeling his worldview had been severely impacted.

“My god! C-Cousin?!”

“You probably have all the Fireball Scrolls in the entirety of Servia here, don’t you? Where did you get so many?!”

Black waved his hand, not answering his question.

“Don’t worry about that.”

“You just need to know that you’ll need to find a few more friends to activate these scrolls when the time comes.”

Leán looked at the small mountain of scrolls and swallowed.

A troubled look appeared on his face.

“Cousin, it’s not that I don’t want to help. If it were just one or two, or even a dozen, I could secretly set them off.”

“But this is nearly a thousand Fireball Scrolls! Activating them all at once would definitely cause a riot!”

“Causing such a big disturbance at the Sacred Rite will definitely get us arrested as criminals. We might even end up in prison!”

Black patted his shoulder.

“Don’t worry, I know some of the city’s secret passages.”

“I guarantee you’ll be able to evacuate safely before you get caught.”

“And even if some unlucky soul does get caught, I’m a Dragon-Slaying Guard now and I know some people. I’ll find a way to get them out.”

Hearing this, Leán was still hesitant.

He admitted that his cousin was currently in the limelight in Servia.

His connections were also wide; even the princess and prince were trying to curry favor with him.

If he was serious about getting someone out, there was a real chance.

But, the risk was just too great!

Even if he himself was willing to take the risk for his cousin, his “good-for-nothing friends” probably didn’t have the guts.

Seeing Leán still hesitating.

Black knew he had to play his trump card.

He said no more and took out two one-thousand-gold-coin notes, stuffing them into Leán’s hands.

“These are the activity funds.”

Those two notes, carrying a magical power, directly broke through all of Leán’s psychological defenses!

Ever since he was caught red-handed by his mother at the “pleasure house,” all his financial sources had been cut off.

Having five gold coins on him was considered a huge sum.

These two thousand gold coins were an astronomical figure in his eyes!

And his poor buddies, who were also under financial restrictions from their families, were all broke.

With this huge sum of money, couldn’t they once again “have nothing to do today, so let’s go to the pleasure house”?

It had been a long time since he had been to Drunken Breeze.

It had been a long time since he had seen those girls with skin like snow and jade, slender waists and long legs, half-exposed bosoms, full breasts and plump hips, and as gentle as water…

Thinking of those wonderful images.

Leán’s willpower completely collapsed.

He snatched the notes, gripped them tightly, and then gave Black a salute with a serious expression!

“Cousin! Agent Number One guarantees the mission will be completed!”

Looking at his cousin’s lecherous expression, Black could guess with his toes what this kid was planning.

He silently apologized to his aunt in his heart.

‘I’m sorry, Auntie. In order to save the Saintess, I have to let Leán fall from grace a little.’

After settling things with Leán.

Black sat alone on the chair in the wooden cabin and let out a long sigh of relief.

The matter of the Sacred Rite was more or less settled.

He calculated in his mind.

If the plan went smoothly and he successfully cleared the Sacred Rite event.

Then the probability of Kristine degenerating into a Dragon-Corrupted would be less than 30%.

Of course, the opponents were not simple.

The former Pope, the Dragon Cult, Silver Dragon.

The other side couldn’t possibly have only one plan.

“I must prepare for the worst…”

Successfully preventing Kristine’s fall was the best outcome.

But if he failed, and Kristine ultimately did degenerate into a Dragon-Corrupted.

To turn things around then, he would have to use the “hidden ending” route.

“The Lamb’s Lament” was an important part of that route.

He had already entrusted Nadia to prepare it.

And the next part, “The Necromancer Hidden in the Orphanage,” was the most critical part of that route.

Black stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the gradually setting sun outside.

His eyes became deep.

This part, he had to complete himself.

“Wind Blade, as a low-tier spell, the key is to guide the magical power to combine with the wind element, thus…”

The setting sun shone through the tall arched windows of Dragonheart Academy.

It cast warm spots of light in the spell practice room.

Jianye stood in front of several first-year female students, explaining the key points of the wind-type spell “Wind Blade.”

Her explanation was clear and precise.

Her understanding of the flow of magical power and the transformation and solidification of elemental energy was far beyond that of her peers.

This was not entirely due to talent.

It was more due to a thorough understanding of spell books.

Soon, under her guidance.

Those few girls, who had been a little clumsy at first.

Successfully condensed a pale cyan wind blade.

“I did it! I did it!”

“Me too! Senior Jianye is amazing!”

“Thank you, Senior!”

The girls looked at the wind blades in their hands, extremely excited, and cheered around Jianye.

Clear laughter filled the entire practice room.

Jianye looked at their youthful faces and nodded faintly.

After seeing the junior students off, Jianye let out a light sigh.

She took off her volunteer uniform and prepared to pack her things and leave.

Suddenly, a pair of soft hands silently reached out from behind.

And accurately covered her eyes.

Immediately after, a deliberately altered, strange voice sounded in her ear.

“Guess~~~ who~ I~ am~”

Jianye’s body stiffened slightly.

She sighed helplessly.

She didn’t even need to think. Her arm flexibly circled behind her.

And accurately flicked the person on the forehead.

“Ouch!”

The person cried out in pain and let go.

While tidying her messy hair, Jianye said without turning her head.

“Irena, this is the fifth time you’ve scared me. You’re not a kindergarten kid…”

She turned around.

Before she could finish, something was stuffed into her mouth.

It was a small, exquisite cupcake.

Jianye blinked, looking speechlessly at the smiling golden-haired girl before her.

It was Irena.

Irena giggled and stuffed the cupcake into Jianye’s mouth.

She was also holding a matching little cake in her own hand.

Her large, light purple eyes sparkled.

“How is it, how is it? Does it taste good?”

“I baked it myself in cooking class today!”

Jianye subconsciously took a bite.

A soft cake base, perfectly sweetened cream, and a hint of fresh fruit fragrance.

The taste was unexpectedly good, no worse than the dessert shops outside.