Chapter 14: A Vicious Curse

Walking on the road to the cafeteria, Leo felt like he hadn't been so relaxed in a long time.

Throughout the afternoon, except for some difficulties in cleaning up the excrement of the storm wolf, he helped the old mage brush the utensils, ran back and forth, and took a few things, although he didn't stop, but basically didn't consume any body. So much so that by six o'clock in the evening, he still didn't feel hungry.

Originally, the full-time servants in the real yĆ n room did not have to go to the cafeteria to eat, but the food that was originally rationed had been cut to pieces by the wind blade of the storm wolf along with the last unlucky egg, so even if he didn't want to see Gutierrez again, Leo had to go to the cafeteria to eat this last meal.

Before he could enter the cafeteria, Isha also came over. Finding that Leo was in front, the girl hurriedly ran over and said worriedly, "Leo, are you okay?"

"It's good, it's never been so good. Leo smiled and said, "Do you think I'm a little bad now?"

The girl looked at Leo seriously, made sure that there was nothing wrong with him, reassured, and whispered, "That...... Real yĆ n room inside ......"

Leo, of course, understood what she meant, and shook his head, "You know, there are some things that I can't say. ā€

"Well, I know. Isha pursed her lips unwillingly. But there are strict rules in the castle, and there is no way to do it. If Leo really tells himself about the situation in the real yĆ n room, and is accidentally heard, both of them will be punished.

Leo could see that Isha genuinely cared about herself, liked herself, and even stepped forward when she was suffering. This kind of little girl's initial love seems unrealistic and unreasonable, but it is sincere and pure, which makes people inevitably intoxicated.

He has never been an indifferent person, and even when he was imprisoned in his previous life, he still maintained his longing for emotions.

Now that there is such a beautiful and kind girl in front of him, Leo's heart is more and more moved, he looks at the other party's eyes seriously, and comforts softly: "Isa, you have to believe that I will be able to live." ā€

"I believe!" Isha finally showed a smile, and her already lovely face bloomed even more touching and soft, and her golden hair, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, was like an angel, and even made Leo lose his mind for a moment.

The two walked forward side by side, and Leo suddenly remembered something again, so he said: "By the way, I will move to the third floor area in the future, and I am afraid that I will not come to this cafeteria to eat again." ā€

"Can I still go to you?" Isha was clearly mistaken and pouted.

"Girls are really sensitive creatures. Leo smiled in his heart, and quickly replied, "Why not?" but is it okay for you to go to the third floor?"

"It's not a forbidden place, as long as you don't run around, there's definitely no problem. Isha immediately jumped up for joy and grabbed Leo's arm, "Let's go eat, and then we can go outside, if you want." ā€

"Do I have a chance to say no?" Leo smiled, completely unconcerned by the strange gazes that came from around him, dragged by Isa.

Seeing a pair of beautiful people entering the cafeteria, Gutierrez's original good mood disappeared in an instant, and he thought viciously: "Leo little rabbit, see how many more days you can live! And Isa, sooner or later you will fall into my hands, and when the time comes, you can only beg for mercy under my crotch!"

Approaching, ignoring Gutierrez's resentful gaze, Leo said calmly, "Lord Steward, I'm here to get dinner." ā€

Gutierrez snorted, picked out the smallest piece in the bread basket, threw it over, and sneered: "Little Leo, this is your last meal, eat it, don't choke to death, I want to see you blown up to pieces!"

Although few people know that there are fierce storm wolves in the real room, the violent explosions that occur from time to time in the third-floor area cannot hide it from anyone. After all, magic can't be accurate every time, and it's normal for accidents to happen occasionally.

As a level 6 mage, Old Byron was able to instantly send several protective spells, and ordinary explosions had no effect on him at all. Ordinary servants without strength would hardly be spared even in the face of the lowest level of magical accidents, which is why Gutierrez issued this curse.

And after entering the real room, Gutierrez no longer posed a threat to himself, and of course Leo would not show weakness, so he shook his head lightly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't see that day." ā€

"Hahaha, I'm still hard-mouthed when I'm dying, but that's interesting, I really like you more and more. Gutierrez laughed loudly, as if he had seen the tragedy of Leo's death, and his eyes couldn't stop glancing at Isa's chest.

Leo immediately stood in front of Isha and blocked out that nasty gaze.

Gutierrez pursed his lips and said, "Dear Isa, you are a smart girl, and you should understand that it is not worth investing your feelings in a person who is about to die. ā€

As soon as he said this, Isa, who was still a little dodgy, suddenly raised her head, met Gutierrez's gaze, and said resolutely: "Leo won't die, definitely not!"

"That's stupid!" Gutierrez scolded. In his opinion, Leo is already certain to die, so there is no need to stimulate Isha again, now think about it, if you can do your best, it is the key to the problem.

The two left, staring at the girl's curvy back, Gutierrez swallowed, his whole body became hot, and his mind couldn't help but think of the pink potion in the cabinet under his bed.

Soon he gave up on the idea again, "Although the effect of that thing is good, the side effects are big, wait and see." Hmph, this kid won't live long anyway, and if I try harder, will Isha still be able to widow him?"

After a quick dinner, a few words with John, and a walk with Isha, Leo returned to his new home.

The previous owner of this room was obviously a rather sloppy fellow, not only was things messy, but the whole room also emitted a strong rancid smell.

But Leo has nothing to complain about, at least this place is much larger than the previous small dark room, the windows are more spacious and bright, there are all kinds of tables, chairs and wardrobes, and there is even a separate bathroom, which is much more comfortable than urinating in a urinal at night.

Looking at the badge on his chest, he thought to himself: "If you may be summoned at any time, it will be troublesome enough, it seems that you must try your best to find out the routine of Master Byron, and find a time period that will definitely not be disturbed." But I'm also going to learn a new magic, so let's take a break from meditation for a while. ā€

Calling up the guide, Leo carefully checked the introduction to scleroderma. Given his previous experience with the Mage's Hand, he didn't immediately start trying to draw the model, but studied it twice. If you have a clearer understanding of the whole process, you can learn it again to get twice the result with half the effort.

The difficulty of Crust is about the same as that of a Mage's Hand. It is also full of two magical components, one is an equilateral triangle and one is an ellipse, and the magic runes in it, although the meaning is unknown, but the structure is not complicated, if you practice it a few times, you should be successful. And the most surprising thing is that this magic spell is only three syllables.

According to Leo's guess, if the spell model is solidified in the soul, it is completely possible to control the casting time within one second.

"It seems that the inventor of this magic was deliberately designed to do so, perhaps in order to shorten the cast time, and also to reduce the defensive effect. But yes, if even protective magic takes a long time to cast, then the mage has no advantage in facing the enemy. ā€

Two hours later, after many attempts, Leo finally managed to cast the cruster.

Suddenly, a strange force penetrated into the skin of the whole body, and even the touch changed subtly. And this magic is quite hidden, except that the skin has really hardened, there is no other appearance.

To test the effect, he picked up a glass of water and threw it at his arm.

As expected, the water cup smashed on his arm, and there was basically no pain, as if it had been smashed on leather armor.

Leo lit the candle again, trying to resist the burn.

The flames touched his skin, but there was still not much burning sensation, but when he pressed his hand down, the flames seemed to be pressed by some kind of pressure, and they were extinguished.

"This scleroderma should have filled my skin with a layer of energy field to counteract external kinetic energy and heat energy. It may seem rudimentary, but it's the best way to defend against attacks. After analyzing the principle of crusterboard, Leo had to admire: "The magic of this world is really quite magical." ā€

Seeing that it was still early days, he did not dare to engrave the magic vortex or try to try to solidify the model of the scleroderm, because both required full attention, and in this way, the perception of the outside world would drop to a very low level. Leo wasn't confident that he would be able to sense the badge vibrating.

"What a nuisance. ā€

Sighing, because of the continuous practice of scleroderma before, his mental power had been exhausted, and in desperation, he had to choose the normal sleep that he had already experienced.