Chapter 82: The Eye of Darkness (1/2)
Chapter 82: The Eye of Darkness
A howl of agony rang out as Han Shuo clutched his lower body, moving off of Fanny. He curled up in pain as his mental state returned completely to normal.
Fanny sat up, dusted herself off and got off the bed as if nothing had happened. She flicked a proud glance at Han Shuo and snorted lightly, “Well, do you recognize my strength now?”
“Master Fanny, there was no need to be so vicious, was there?” Han Shuo grimaced as he clutched at his abdomen in pain.
“Damn it, how dare you say anything. I’ve let the matter at the pool go, but you’ve… you’ve violated me again! I’ve already gone easy on you by not killing you!” Fanny was filled with rage at the thought of what had just happened as she glared at Han Shuo irately.
Han Shuo scrambled down adroitly from the bed and sat down next to Fanny, his face full of seriousness. He said calmly, “Let bygones be bygones. I’m going to recite a magical incantation for you.”
Fanny saw that Han Shuo was all business and knew that he was purposefully shifting topics from what had just happened. A surge of rage grew in her heart and she was about to open her mouth and furiously berate Han Shuo when she suddenly heard Han Shuo’s incantation. Fanny paid it no heed at first, but was then astounded when Han Shuo came to the end. A bafflingly excited light shone in her clear eyes as they focused on Han Shuo. She asked with a trembling voice, “This is necromancy magic… I can feel it, but how come I’ve never heard this incantation before?”
“This is an incantation for an advanced magic, ‘Canopy of Necromancy’. It’s necromancy magic that has been lost for many years. I also gained it unwittingly.” Han Shuo explained slowly upon seeing Fanny’s overjoyed expression.
“Just what is going on, explain it to me clearly! And are there any other lost necromancy magics? Hurry up and tell me!” Fanny had always been embroiled in the study of necromancy magic and had long since forgotten her earlier rage upon hearing the ancient incantation, that had been lost for ages, come out from Han Shuo’s mouth. Rather, she asked him frantically instead.
Internally heaving a sigh of relief, Han Shuo first gathered his thoughts calmly and then nodded, saying, “There’s also an evil “Corpse Reanimation” magic. I found it unwittingly. Master Fanny, you should know that these are all lost magics of our necromancy major, so I need you to temporarily keep this a secret.”
Master Fanny wasn’t dumb, she immediately understood what Han Shuo intended and nodded her head like a chick pecking at rice, urging him on with her eyes.
Han Shuo then went over the magical incantation and hand gestures for “Corpse Reanimation” and “Canopy of Necromancy” in detail for Fanny. He then brought out some knowledge that he had yet to fully grasp and inquired Fanny with them one by one. Fanny was delighted without comparison and had long since forgotten Han Shuo’s discourteous actions towards her earlier. She patiently explained and detailed the incomprehension that Han Shuo had run into.
Han Shuo understood that he would be casting these spells sooner or later, but, he didn’t intend to let others know that he knew these secrets before his strength was enough.
As an adept mage of the necromancy major and someone Han Shuo admired, Han Shuo hadn’t planned on continuously hiding the truth from Fanny. Particularly when she was someone whose bark was worse than her bite, and was actually very caring towards him. After all, there was still some knowledge that he’d have to ask Fanny about in order to gain full understanding.
Han Shuo stayed in Fanny’s room and talked until the middle of the night unbeknownst to both of them. The previously excited Fanny started yawning successively, then discovered that it was late. Fanny covered her mouth as she yawned and said lazily to Han Shuo, “It’s late, I’m going to rest. I’ve explained these questions to you, so you should return to the dorms and rest too. Oh right, you haven’t ever stayed in the dorms I’ve arranged for you right?”
Nodding, Han Shuo got up and walked to the door. Just as Han Shuo was about to push the door open and leave, Fanny suddenly said, “Bryan, don’t think I’ve forgotten what you’ve done to me. However, if you can apply yourself to your studies and graduate early from the necromancy major, perhaps I will forgive you!”
Han Shuo started, halting in front of the room door and turned his head to see Fanny looking at him with expectation. Her expression was grave as she said seriously, “Bryan, with your talent this shouldn’t be difficult. As long as you’re willing to work hard, you’re sure to become a very strong necromancer, and then you’ll be able to get everything you want!”
“Does that include you, Master Fanny?” Han Shuo asked subconsciously.
Fanny’s heart trembled as she looked at Han Shuo leering at her. Her cheeks suddenly reddened and she became irate, admonishing, “Get out! Scram, you sex-crazed bad boy!”
His heart full of joy, Han Shuo felt that Fanny seemed to be a bit interested in him. From their recent conversations, he could tell that Fanny had certain expectations for him. He thought carefully and suddenly understood. He realized that if he wished to gain Fanny’s heart, his current strength and status were truly a bit unrealistic.
“Don’t worry, I’ll work hard. You’ll see soon!” Han Shuo whispered as he paused in front of the door, then quickly left in the darkness.
After he departed from Fanny’s room, Han Shuo didn’t return to the dorm room that Fanny had arranged for him. There were people guarding the doors and some of the rooms were connected to each other. Han Shuo didn’t wish for others to discover his tracks, in case he raised the suspicions of “Shadow Ghost” and Grover.
Particularly as he’d just heard Fanny say that she’d felt someone had been following her recently. This made Han Shuo become even warier, afraid to exposing himself in front of others.
Turning over these thoughts in his head, he felt that perhaps he should buy a house outside of the school grounds, otherwise he wouldn’t even have a place to stay in the future when he returned to the Empire. If he had his own personal place, he wouldn’t need to travel to the cemetery at the back of the Academy every time he wanted to activate the transportation matrix.
Just as Han Shuo was quietly weighing this matter in his heart and walking to the side of the dark major library, he suddenly heard the sound of pages being turned. This caused his heart to suddenly contract in surprise as he immediately concealed himself noiselessly in the shadows of a corner around the library.
Moving his neck slightly, three original demons flew out soundlessly, sneaking into the library under the cover of deep night. Two figures held faint light in their hands, and Han Shou saw two familiar faces with the help of the feeble light source — the old mage Duke and the senior knight Erick.
Han Shuo had originally received the round, green ball, that opened the cemetery of death, from these people in the cemetery in the mountains behind the Academy. The confident Erick had thought that Han Shuo would be dead without a doubt after his fighting aura imbued slash. Thus, he hadn’t checked Han Shuo’s body. After a few months, Han Shuo hadn’t thought that he’d see these two again in the dark major library.
“Be careful. Strong people are abound in this Babylon Academy of Magic and Force. Don’t alert others, or we’ll be in big trouble.” Duke immediately admonished lightly upon seeing Erick flipping through pages with large motions.