"You can actually fall asleep while standing, should you say that you are worthy of being in red, so many people are crowded around and haven't fallen yet." Kaelsa had been busy rubbing his legs, after all, he was a weak chicken mage, and he couldn't bear it for a single class.

"Today, Mr. Ironbeard gave me a pair of enchanted Stygian Iron Hand Armor, and the effect is that the user's weapon will never be taken off. It sounds useless, but if you sell it to the low-magic resistance warriors in the arena, you can get a good price and be immune to the spell 'Remove Your Weapon,'" the young mage leaned over to Charles, "It's a pity that a cook got it, what a waste." ”

Kelsa looked sorry, but Charles felt that it was a waste to make no difference...... The cook and the mage got it and sold it for money......

"I heard you shout for help, did you have some strange dream?" Kaelsa looked concerned.

actually shouted out, but there was no way, the dream was so real that Charles was almost killed by the paladin's sword.

But when I think about it, the knight has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and it feels like a woman......

"I had a dream that I was hunted down." Charles didn't say that the imperial capital had fallen, and now that the undead were so strong, the surrounding human kingdoms were all overwhelmed, and only a fool would believe such crazy words.

Then Charles looked at the other party and nodded at the center of his eyebrows, and then opened his mouth, "Ozi! ”

"Dream identification," Kaelsa spread out his palm, a strip that looked like a pregnancy test paper lying across the palm of his hand, "Lichs have been studying a lot of boring things for a long time, and I found this succubus-mimicking spell in a lich notebook in the library, which can identify what dreams are being held by people in dreams or who have just woken up. ”

The succubi will choose the victim after identifying the dream, but Kaelsa won't tell the charr that he researched it to capture a succubus. That will make the other person feel that he is too obscene...... After all, succubi are the most silvery creatures of the demons, and it is said that their magic comes from men's bodily fluids, so these creatures with leather bags tied around their chests are extremely keen to hunt men.

"But you're not dreaming, at least not your dream category on the note."

Didn't dream...... What are you kidding, was it just a scare of yourself?

"I think it might be a prophetic dream, and it's a good thing that you can see your death!" Kaelsa said happily, that expression was like your kid's illness has been cured!

But what kind of good thing is that......

Is there anything more fucked up than someone pointing at your nose and ha while telling you that you kid is going to die......

"You can take a 'Dreams and Divination' lesson, and you can talk to her directly face to face. However, in general, foresight dreams involve cause and effect, and almost nothing changes, so you can only wish you good luck. ”

Kaelsa waved at Charles and ran away, he was still in a hurry to go to class, so he didn't have so much time to waste on Charles. However, the Charles who stayed in place was in pain, first he learned that the dream he hung up was a prophetic dream, and then the prophetic dream would not change, that is, death was a foregone conclusion......

It's no wonder that I haven't heard of the character Charles in the game before, and it turns out that the expansion of the Scarlet Invasion hung up as soon as it opened. However, he still didn't want to give up a glimmer of hope, at least he was still alive with various plug-ins, maybe it was just the fate of the previous owner of this flesh.

And the moment he crossed into this body, the world line changed.

It's normal that no one takes the divination class, the Dead Rider believes that the power of ** can cut everything down, and most of the lich people feel that learning this thing is too chicken, it takes too long, and they can't change their fate if they learn it.

So there were only two people in the richly decorated room, and Charles sat across the table, looking at Mr. Sybil holding the crystal ball, this girl was quite young.

One thing Charles had forgotten was that necromancers could not measure age by their appearance.

"Do you believe in fate?" The young lady said mysteriously, and Charles felt that this product was like a liar peddling the palm of God on the street......

However, the position shown in the class schedule is definitely not wrong, Charles still skipped a class and ran to fortune telling, and there is no "dream and divination" in his class schedule this semester.

"Faith, faith." Even this kind of thing has happened, and only when the brain is pumped will the slogan be shouted to defeat the cow, ghost, snake and god.

"But I don't think you believe that." Miss Sybil in her hood is a bored woman, but the empty classroom explains her lack of work now.

Boredom knocking on the table, the divination teacher supported his delicate chin with one hand, and the amber-like eyes under the long eyelashes hooked down towards the handsome little man Charles.

His lips opened slightly, and Charles saw that Mr. Sybil smiled meaninglessly at him......

Then he felt a smooth block reach between his legs.

"Look, I've got you." The divination teacher bent down to look at Charles, his eyes half-closed and silky, the tip of his tongue moistened the corners of his mouth, and he snorted slightly.

I did get caught...... Charles almost screamed in rejoice, it turns out that the teacher can play like this! Are all the female undead in this world!

Wearing a gypsy national costume, Sybil has an excellent figure, the thin fabric of the upper body can barely restrain her beautiful breasts, Charles can see the earth-shattering furrow when he sits in the position, and the smooth abdomen is flat to the point that there is no trace of fat.

He couldn't help but start thanking God for letting him come to class......

But Charles soon realized an important problem, the teacher was a, and men like, so under normal circumstances, the classroom should be overcrowded, and then it was forcibly closed because everyone was messing around.

The reality is that there is no one else in this classroom except the two who are doing under-the-table transactions. So the above logic is definitely problematic, isn't it......

With a click, Mr. Sybil's head slammed into the table, and even the spine of the young lady could be seen under the cloak.

Charles was so frightened that he stood up all at once! However, the other party was much calmer than him, and his head rolled on the table and opened his mouth.

"Hey, this body is a bit difficult to manipulate, and there are too few bodies that fit me," Sybil put his head back into its original position with a little sadness, and lightly tapped his right index finger on his erect neck, "Assemble **." ”

The torn flesh healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it only took a few seconds for the woman in front of Charles to heal as before.

"When I was reincarnated, I accidentally hurt my soul, causing my soul to be too weak and almost unable to control my physical body, I don't know how many sets of ** have been changed in the past hundred years, and I thought it was okay this time, but my head still fell off," Sybil's face was full of sadness, but Charles heard clearly, the body of this exchange was all stripped from a living person, "So if you want to be reincarnated, you must be under the supervision of a professional, if you don't make it, you will be the same as me." ”

Well, the people of the Undead Empire have long been accustomed to perverts, and Charles doesn't expect this lich who has become a professor to have a conscience.

"Tell me, what is your prophetic dream?" Before Charles could ask, Sybil had already opened his mouth, "Usually the students who come here have prophetic dreams, and no one cares about me, it's really lonely." ”

The beautiful lich sighed, looking a little sad.

In fact, seeing a beautiful woman saying that she was lonely, Charles still wanted to volunteer to comfort and comfort her, and then take advantage of the weakness.

But the thought that he was actually dealing with a painted lich made him feel a little weird.

And the other party may even be a man...... For these guys, ** is just a place where the spirit and soul live, and changing genders is not a big deal,

"I dreamed that I was killed by a human knight at the Imperial Academy."

Sybil raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard something interesting, but quickly regained his composure, and pointed his finger at the center of the boy's eyebrows in front of him, "Trace the fantasy." ”

Then Charles shook his spirits, and the surrounding scenery melted into the ground, and the fragments reformed into the corridor where the paladins had invaded like a video rewind.

"Do everything you can to change the plot." There was a leisurely voice in Sybil's ears, and sure enough, this was the spell of this thing.

Charles watched as the undead who resisted in the distance were cut down one by one, and the humans who had just mastered the power of the Holy Light were overwhelmed, and even the elite red clothes were as fragile as tofu under the divine light. Soon the battle was in front of Charles, who hid in the mage's lab on the first floor, carefully dragging his sword into the locker.

The positive hard anus will definitely not win, and Charles remembers that the current plot is that the copy of the Emperor's ** Academy is open, and a large number of human elite paladins rush into the academy and are unstoppable. The task of the Weak Chicken Five-player squad is to find the entrance to the treasure room, make dog legs for the Grand Master of the Knights, and steal the bones and relics of the first Death Rider.

But all he had to do was change the plot......

It's enough to sneak up and kill a lone knight! Charles pressed his ear to the plank, keeping an eye out for the noise outside. Must be killed with one hit, as a former paladin player, Charles still knows very well that he has a few pounds and a few taels, if he can't kill the other party at one time, then what awaits him is the purification of the holy light.

It's a desperate deal...... Charles breathed steadily, concentrated.

Coming, one step, two steps, three steps......

Huh! The sword sliced through the wooden cabinet, and the well-trained paladin sensed the enemy's position as soon as he entered the house.

Hum! Sure enough, Charles squeezed himself into the side of the cabinet to avoid the attack, he knew very well that the attack routine of these young knights, the first sword must be a vertical slash.

Boast! Half of the cabinet against the wall suddenly exploded, and Charles shot out like a spring with all his might, pointing a sword straight at his throat.

It was only for a moment, but time seemed to be stretched, and Charles desperately adjusted his movements, and he felt that he had won.

But the paladin's movements instantly accelerated, like swatting flies, and he slashed his sword sideways, smashing this deadly rider to pieces.

"Why is this guy again! It's a pity that it didn't change the plot. The startled Charles cried out, he had just seen the knight's face, and the classmate who looked like a woman, and he had been killed by the thing.

"No, you cut his neck." Sybil seemed to find the dream interesting, "You seem to have the power to change your fate, there are not many people like that." ”