There was still warm breath in his ears, which made his ears itch, and the light but very good fragrance in his nasal cavity, and he didn't know what brand of perfume it was.

At this time, such a superb beauty as my sister was whispering in Merlin's ear in an ambiguous posture at this time, and she was almost lying on Merlin, but Merlin's heart was as cold as iron and did not fluctuate.

There was no way, after witnessing the fate of the knight's sword, he coaxed.

He sat upright, not squinting, carefully avoiding his sister, for fear that if he accidentally made some physical contact, he would follow in the footsteps of the knight's sword.

He swore fiercely in his heart.

Revenge is impossible to get revenge, it's impossible in this life, you can't fight, you don't know anything about magic, and you can only barely make ends meet by staying in a castle.

What kind of defensive magic, you liar, I'm also a mystical point to level 90, okay, and I'm not a kid who lets you fool around.

Although he didn't completely look at the magic lines that flashed on Cynthia's arm just now, he could still remember one or two more or less, and recalling these two magic lines, he silently passed a mystery in his heart.

[rd=70, host occult 90, judgment successful.] 】

[You recall the fleeting lines, inexplicably feel a little familiar, a spiritual light crosses through your mind, you recall the true face of the lines, that is a long-lost forbidden magic that you saw in an ancient book a long time ago - cracking, legend has it that this is a forbidden spell that can turn an entire city into dust with one blow, and it takes at least a hundred archmages to cast spells together to release. 】

With the prompt of the system, some memories of the original owner appeared in Merlin's mind, it was a record in an ancient book, the ancient book was recorded in magical words, and the name of the forbidden magic translated into human language is cracking.

Damn, isn't this a forbidden spell? This ghost woman keeps the forbidden spell on herself? And didn't it say that it would take a hundred archmages to cast it? Why can she just put it away? This is weird, right?

Merlin vomited in his heart, he looked at Cynthia with another perverted look, sixteen years ago, this woman was able to break into the abyss alone and take the heart of the demon king without anyone noticing, and now sixteen years have passed, how strong is she now?

The magic lines that flashed just now were dense, and God knows how much magic this ghost woman has around her now, if this is all forbidden magic level.....

Wow, the nuclear bomb warehouse with long legs, it's terrifying, it's a big guy, I can't afford to mess with it, I can't afford to mess with it.

It's no wonder that the signboard of the legendary wizard association has a god who has to give three points of face, it turns out that it is not the face fruit, but it is really awesome, this ghost woman is only one of the seven sages, that is to say, there are six perverts like her.....

Farewell, the outside world is really too dangerous.

He was even more determined to be a harmless fat house with peace of mind.

It's just that.....

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the two gifts on the table, which was a way for his sister to become stronger.

But it doesn't matter what gets stronger or not, the important thing is that this is the first birthday gift in his life, whether it is him or the original owner.

As the saying goes, it's cool to open the box for a while, and it's cool to open the box all the time, can anyone refuse the temptation to open the gift?

This shouldn't be possible, that kind of curiosity about the unknown in the box, that sense of anticipation before opening it, this can hold back the non-human whose will must be high.

After struggling again and again, Merlin still stretched out his hand, not that he couldn't resist the temptation, but that his hand had its own thoughts, and he really couldn't be blamed for this.

Because the long gift box was more anticipating, and with the intention of saving the good things for the last before opening them, Merlin opened the envelope first and took out a piece of paper from it.

When he opened the paper, Merlin was stunned.

"Uh, the letter of acceptance? What's that? ”

He looked at the contents of the paper in a bit of confusion, and read it several times before he was convinced that he was not mistaken, this was indeed an admission letter.

It's just that he was not admitted as a student, but invited to be a teacher.

"I sincerely invite Mr. Merlin to come to our school as a professor of occultism."

It's just a simple sentence on paper, and then it's the school's seal.

"Aldrich Academy."

Looking at the name, Merlin fell silent.

He knew the school because Aldrich, the name of Merlin's ancestor and the founder of the erstwhile Hayward Empire.

This academy was established by the ancient sage king at the beginning of the empire, also known as the imperial royal academy, which has been the highest institution of learning in the empire since its establishment, and more than seventy percent of the heroes who have left their names in the history of the empire have gone out from this academy.

Even though the empire has collapsed and the former capital city of Cornwallis is in decline, this ancient academy is still glorious, after all, most of the great people who stirred up the storm in the south after the collapse of the empire came out of here.

It's just that why did the academy invite him, after all, he, the prince, was a dead man in the eyes of the outside world, and he should have been assassinated with His Majesty the King on that day more than ten years ago.

And when did the academy add the occult program? Hasn't this thing been swept into the dustbin of history by the church and the aristocracy on the surface?

A prestigious school like Aldrich College openly offers a course in occultism, which is almost like the metaphysics of Qingbei University in Merlin's previous life suddenly began to teach people to cultivate immortals.

Merlin continued to look at the invitation in his hand, and in the position behind the school badge, were the names of the two invitees.

The signature of the principal and his entourage was Albert. Atwood, this is an unfamiliar name, at least Merlin did not find it in the memory of the original owner, but to become the headmaster of Aldrich House, he must be a respected university scholar.

Underneath the principal's signature is the name of the branch dean, and this name Merlin is very familiar.

Cynthia. Grace. Sarina

Well, that's his sister's name.

Merlin raised his head in surprise and looked at Cynthia in front of him, his expression a little strange.

"Tut-tut, Aldrich Academy is not good either, such a ghost woman can become a branch dean, isn't this a misguided child?"

He shook his head and sighed in his heart, of course he said that he didn't dare to say it, and if he continued to skin it, he would really die.

Cynthia, on the other hand, didn't see Merlin's thoughts, she was holding her head up, with a smug look, as if waiting to appreciate her brother's surprised expression.

But why did you invite me and I'm going, I Merlin likes nothing more than to say no to such self-righteous people.

So......

"I refuse."

He pushed the invitation to Cynthia and said in a resolute tone.

Hmph, I, Merlin, will jump from this castle in the future, starve to death in the castle, and I will never step out of the castle for half a step.