Hernie blinked, a little confused.

Did she encounter a similar situation last time?

While he was thinking, a gray-haired, white-bearded mage walked up to him.

The old mage looked very kind, and nodded slightly at Hernie.

Hernie immediately recognized the mage as a regular customer of the shop.

"Same as last time."

The mage pointed to the blue potion on the counter and motioned for Hernie to fetch him two bottles.

A heavy bag of Geo was placed on the counter, and he slowly left with the potion.

Hernie weighed her purse, then turned and put it in the store's cash register.

The rule that a mage can only buy a maximum of two bottles a day is actually a good one, at least for some mages.

They don't have to worry about being crazy enough to buy it every day because of a rich person.

After a period of frenzy, the 50 bottles per day limit has shown a reasonable flow of guests.

After all, the price of one thousand bottles is not something that ordinary mages can take out at hand.

There hasn't been an explosive increase in footfall, but there's also no time when it's empty.

Strictly speaking, this magic potion is a consumable after all, and even if its effect is too powerful, it will not be used very often.

Most mages buy potions for a few days to store on their bodies in order to prevent trouble, and when they encounter a crisis, they will not worry about the depletion of mana.

After the usual training and solving tedious things, it is natural that precious potions will not be wasted, and it is enough to rely on natural magic recovery.

It wasn't until the guests were gone that Hernie came to her senses.

The red impurities on the blue flask were gone, but at this point, a red wriggling mass kept leaning towards him.

It looks like a red jelly.

It appears to be disembodied, and looks very strange.

It feels like a ...... to Hernie

Not very smart look.

"Hey, hey, hey? Strange, can't you hear me? ”

Red Jelly was stretching her body hard, trying to get Herney's attention.

A small jelly hand reached out from his body and waved at Hernie.

But strangely, Hernie just kept looking at it and didn't reply to it at all.

The red jelly withdrew her little hand, was quiet for a moment, and then collapsed a little softly.

"Fuck! You're talking back! ”

Wow! Mr. Jelly is angry!?

Hernie looked at the jelly that was trembling because of anger, her heart shook slightly, and she quickly apologized:

"I'm sorry."

Hearing Heney's apology, the red jelly seemed satisfied, and it squeezed out two snail-like tentacles from its round body, and slowly shook it in front of Hernie.

It seemed to be looking at Hernie in front of it, and asked as it shook its antennae:

"There are very few humans who can satisfy me, let's say, who are we going to beat?"

Hernie tilted her head and stared at the red jelly, thinking for a moment.

"That'...... Can you tell me your name? ”

"Huh?"

......

In the afternoon, the shops are deserted, and the leisurely time flies by, and night falls.

Hernie returned to the mansion and walked to the gate.

Before he could reach out, the door had been opened by the servant.

"Miss Hernie."

Hernie was taken aback.

She had always lived here as a guest, and when she heard someone say hello to her suddenly, Hernie shivered a little.

When I looked up, it turned out to be a familiar servant who opened the door to the mansion for me.

Hernie breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, a cold wind blew through Heney's back, and she felt someone standing behind her.

The man's voice was indifferent:

"Hernie?"

The hairs on Hernie's body rose upside down, and she slowly turned to look at the visitor.

It's Professor Victor.

On his shoulder, as usual, stood a pitch-black crow.

Somehow, the crow's eyes on the shoulder seemed to have become a lot more terrifying.

Hernie just felt a little surprised:

"Professor! You're coming back ......."

"What did you bring back?"

Hernie was startled by Victor's words, and shrank her head in a trembling manner, not daring to squeak.

Victor glanced at the trembling Hernie with his eyes, and dropped a sentence:

"Come to my study."

Hernie could only follow Victor obediently, looking very pitiful.

The two soon arrived at the study, and with a wave of his hand, Victor turned on the lamp on the desk.

Warm yellow light shone on the desk, Victor stood in front of the desk, and Hernie stood in the doorway, her head bowed like an angry bag who had done something wrong.

The figures of the two swayed on the wall behind them.

"Nothing to tell me?"

"Professor, I'd like to tell you when you get back......"

Hernie held out her hand, and a cloud of red, gelatinous liquid appeared from Hernie's arm and rolled onto the desk with a clatter.

The light of the lamp shone on its tiny body, but the shadow did not reflect on the wall.

It began to shape itself as if it were freezing, and as it continued to change, it finally became a very small ..... Crocodile appearance.

Before the crocodile could react to what was going on, he looked up left and right, and then stared at Victor, whose face was frighteningly cold.

Feeling Victor's malicious eyes, the little crocodile suddenly stretched out a small paw and slapped the table with a 'snap'.

"What are you looking at?"

It seems to be a demon who is not very smart, and it doesn't seem to be able to distinguish the current situation.

Victor squinted.

In the game, the breeding of primordial demons has always been a mysterious thing.

In the plot of the first chapter, the seven primordial demons gather in the Calencian Empire and occupy the imperial capital led by greed, leaving the six demons in different cities.

Until Greed is killed by the players, the remaining six demons quickly disappear within the empire as if they had been ordered.

But in future story chapters, players can find these primordial demons in many places.

And the little crocodile in front of him, obviously, is a raging demon.

Liteton.

That's right, Victor knew all the real names of the seven demons, so they didn't pose any threat to him.

After all, his current identity is different from that in the game.

Players in the game are not able to interact with npC, and in the eyes of npC, players are more like "dumb" and "emotionless" machines.

As a result, even if the player is able to view the demon's name while in combat, it is not possible to restrict the demon by its real name.

Hernie looked at the demon that had turned into a crocodile and was slightly startled.

It's only been a day, how did Mr. Jelly become a little crocodile?

"Primordial demons absorb the emotions of the possessed to make themselves stronger, and if the corresponding emotions and magic are enough, it only takes a day for them to grow to a state that even the army can't solve."

Vega explained to Victor from the side.

In fact, the reason why Victor was able to directly notice the 'demon' on Hernie's body was also because Vega sensed it in advance.

As an evil god, Vega is sensitive to demons, something that is beyond living beings.

The atmosphere in the study was a little subtle due to the silence, and Victor waved his hand at Hernie, motioning for her to leave first.

Hernie covered her eyes and nodded, and left the study aggrievedly.

She also thought she had done something wrong.

It wasn't until she walked out of the study that Victor looked back at the crocodile and said slowly:

"Tell me, what deal did you make with her?"

The crocodile obviously knew that Victor was asking it a question, but it was not afraid of the mysterious man in front of it, grinding its teeth a little angrily, and said:

"Deal? Trade a fart! ”

"She came up and asked me what my name was, how do you let me trade?"

“……”

At least for now, you can rest assured that Hernie is not being bewitched by the devil.

The crocodile in front of him was still very weak, as if it had just been born.

Victor's eyes narrowed, and Vega grinned over his shoulder, only Victor's voice rang in his ears:

"It's interesting."

"At first it was greed, now it's rage."

"The demons obviously have better hosts to choose from, but they have all chosen this little succubus without exception."

Each demon's abilities are different.

The demon of greed can arouse the desires in people's hearts, and through continuous gifts, people's desires are expanded several times until they are finally unable to repay them completely.

The Enraged Demon will magnify the anger of the possessed person a hundredfold, causing him to overdraw his strength and die in the endless rage.

Similarly, similar to the Demon of Lust.....

Victor didn't want to think about it anymore.

But Hernie can attract different demons, so the rest are likely to show up in the future.

For better or worse, it doesn't matter, but Victor can plan ahead.

"Now, then."

Victor squinted at the baby crocodile in front of him.

The red crocodile shuddered, and a hint of bad feeling crept up on its body.

"It's not a good thing to be angry at will."

"I'll teach you how to control your anger, Letterton."

Hearing Victor's words, the little crocodile's heart seemed to be stuck in his limbs by a shackle, and he couldn't move.

As if reluctantly, there was a line of connection with Victor.

"The contract is established."

……

Early the next morning, Hernie was a little sullen.

She always felt that she had done something wrong and made Professor Victor unhappy, which made her afraid to go to Victor so far.

Just as she was about to go to the garden to relax, a maid came to her in a hurry, and said to Hernie:

"Miss Hernie, the head of the house has called you to the study."

Hernie was a little confused, but walked towards the study.

She was nervous, and she kept reassuring herself that nothing was wrong on the way.

Pushing open the door to Victor's study, Hernie saw Victor sitting at his desk as usual, with his hands crossed.

There were two pieces of paper on the table, and Hernie didn't pay attention to look at them.

"Teach...... Professor, you call me. ”

Victor nodded, his eyes motioning for her to come to her desk.

Hernie obediently stepped forward, staring at the two pieces of paper in front of her, her hands with nowhere to put them, and she seemed to be in a particularly uneasy mood.

Victor was the first to speak:

"In front of you are two contracts, the first being an invitation from the Royal Academy."

"By signing this contract, you will become an honorary associate professor at the Royal Academy of Magic, with the same treatment as a professor, including a house that belongs to you."

Hernie was slightly stunned as she listened.

"Deputy ...... Associate professor? ”

It's like a dream, as if the dream you once dreamed of has become a reality.

A wave of warmth suddenly welled up in her heart and spread throughout Hernie's body.

Her breathing involuntarily became a little short.

Victor was unhurried and continued:

"The contract on the right is what I asked Leah to draw up yesterday."

"By signing this contract, you are a retainer of the Clavenna family, you can choose a job for the family, or you can live here forever."

"Of course, the treatment will not be bad either."

Hernie was stunned again.

One, nominated for associate professor, and the other, a retainer of the Clavenna family.

If you choose the second one, she will be...... The people of the Craviner family?

However, the profession of associate professor ......

Ahhhh

Life is full of choices, and Herney's teacher once taught her.

In front of Herney, there are two options.

One, is the dream she has always dreamed of.

It was her years of hard work and study, trying to get the rewards of that effort.

The other is a longing that she wants to follow for the rest of her life.

Eventually, Hernie looked at Victor.

She knew that what she had earned now had not come easily.

As a result, Hernie never felt that her dreams could match the dreams in front of her.

So, she made her choice.

"Professor, I want to choose ......"

"Wait."

Victor's sudden remark interrupted her.

Under Hernie's somewhat stunned gaze, Victor tapped on the table.

A gust of wind blew softly, blowing both contracts in front of Hernie at the same time.

Hernie was a little puzzled and puzzled, but Victor's voice sounded in her ears as if to soothe her uneasiness.

"I never said it was a multiple-choice question."

“……”

Hernie looked at Victor stunned.

Somehow, there seemed to be a faint surge of moisture in the corners of his eyes, as if a layer of mist had obscured his eyes.

But it wasn't because of sadness, Hernie knew it well.

When happiness welled up all over her body, it was as if a glimmer of light had redeemed her entire world.

"Professor."

At this moment, she was extremely happy with her life.

He was once scorned, ridiculed and abused.

It was as if the bitterness had been resolved.

Hernie's hand rested on her chest, her voice choked slightly.

"I can meet you...... It's true. ”

"Great."

……

Hernie, lv 9 → lv 10.

First Order Mage.