Chapter 38 Cursed Magical Device - Suffering Doll

When Shen Yuan saw "Bai Yueguang", she was facing away from him. Although he couldn't see her front, her back alone was enough to arouse endless imagination.

Her silky black hair slid down her shoulders, and with a little care, she weaved it into a pretty mesh braid, like a soft scarf covering her hair, giving her a sense of gentleness and virtue, yet nobility and refinement.

Hiss~~~This young lady is a little bit pretty!
After being accustomed to seeing the peerless beauties Huang Quan and Arecino, Shen Yuan was still stunned by the woman in the white dress. She was like a black swan, independent from the world, noble and elegant.

"Yes, classmate, can you tell me how to get to the School of Dark Magic? I have searched for several times but couldn't find it."

After Shen Yuan discovered the beautiful young lady, he was no longer in a hurry to go to class.

Ding Yumian blinked and said, "The Black Magic Academy and the White Magic Academy are next to each other. After crossing the bridge, you can see the White Magic Academy after walking a short distance."

She looked at Shen Yuan carefully and found that she had never seen Shen Yuan before. She had a strong mental power and a good memory, so it was almost impossible for her to forget someone she had met.

"You are a freshman. No, the orientation meeting has just ended, and the main campus assessment has long been over."

Ding Yumian had already accurately revealed Shen Yuan's identity, but quickly denied it.

"Classmate, are there only students in the academy?"

Shen Yuan smiled confidently, ready to tease this young lady.

"what--"

Hearing Shen Yuan's words, Ding Yumian said in disbelief: "You are a lecturer?!"

Shen Yuan showed a proud smile and said, "I am the new teaching assistant of the Curse Department. Shen Yuan, little classmate, what's your name?"

Originally, Shen Yuan just wanted to ask for directions, but he found this Miss Bai Yueguang quite interesting, so he immediately got off the bridge and walked towards the octagonal pavilion.

"Well - my name is Ding Yumian, and I'm a sophomore in the Fire Academy."

Ding Yumian lifted the black hair beside her ear and said.

Her voice is soft and gentle, just like a girl from the Jiangnan water village.

Shen Yuan looked down at his phone and found that it was only half past nine, so he could still flirt with this sweet girl.

How could Dante Yumian not know what Shen Yuan was thinking? She turned on her phone and pointed to the time and said, "The Black Magic Academy is still some time away from here. Are you sure you can make it?"

"It's okay, I'll use magic to get there later. But classmate Ding, don't you have to go to class today?"

Shen Yuan said.

Ding Yumian said calmly: "Starting from the second year, the courses will be greatly reduced, which will increase the time for cultivation. I came here just to meditate and practice."

She stared at Shen Yuan, with a hint of resentment in her tone. "I've said it so bluntly, why don't you leave?"

"Well, I have to go to class first."

Shen Yuan looked down at his phone and found that it was already past nine forty. If he waited any longer, he might be late, so he had to leave.

According to the location Ding Yumian said, Shen Yuan ran on the wind track for five minutes before finding the Black Magic Academy.

Then we entered the University Hall on the left, which is a small auditorium that can only accommodate a thousand people.

The number of students in the Curse Department of Mingzhu Academy has never exceeded one thousand, and even exceeding five hundred has always been a luxury.

Before Shen Yuan's class, the smallest class had ten people.

For some reason, this year, the three special recruitment departments recruited very few students: seven in the Summoning Department, one in the Curse Department, and no students in the Space Department.

As soon as Shen Yuan entered the small auditorium, he saw Si Huanian sitting on the podium in front of him, looking through his lesson plans.

She glanced at Shen Yuan slightly and said, "You sit in the front row." When Si Huanian was teaching, she was completely different from her usual lazy appearance. Every knowledge point she talked about was solid stuff.

Shen Yuan could only understand the basics, and Si Huanian also took him into consideration, by explaining the most basic structure of curse magic in the last twenty minutes.

Curse magic is basically trap magic. The early stages of the Haze of Fear and the Evil Spider Trap both require time to construct before the magic can be cast.

Only when magic reaches a high level can it have control and derive other types of curse magic!
"What's going on? Why is Mr. Si starting to talk about the basics?"

Some people were listening attentively, but when they looked up, they found that Si Huanian had already started explaining the basics.

"Don't you see the new student sitting in front? Si Huanian is giving him a lecture."

"This year's freshmen? I heard from my old classmates that there is only one freshman in the Curse Department this year, and he is a dark horse who performed very well at the orientation meeting."

Si Huanian is quite good at teaching. While Shen Yuan is learning about curses, his intellectual destiny is also promoting his cultivation of space magic.

Soon, the last twenty minutes passed.

The bell rings after class
Si Huanian closed the book, shook his wide sleeves and said in a fairy-like manner: "Shen Yuan, follow me!"

She was still wearing the white Tang suit embroidered with peonies. The curve of her figure was neither too big nor too small, reaching the level of a water-filled space.

The plump and elastic legs still have a graceful shape even under the trousers, and the snow-white ankles are inadvertently exposed when walking.

"okay."

Shen Yuan put away his notes and followed Si Huanian.

After Si Huanian left the small auditorium, she walked upstairs to the Black Magic Academy. As she walked, she said, "You performed well at the welcome ceremony. Now come with me to get your reward."

"And the cursed magic weapon you mentioned, teacher."

Shen Yuan reminded in a low voice.

Si Huanian's pace suddenly slowed down, and then he raised his narrow and beautiful eyes: "I remember, you don't need to remind me."

Shen Yuan's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He didn't realize when he was with Huang Quan that Teacher Si was also a very charming woman.

Shen Yuan followed her footsteps and came to the lounge that belonged to her alone.

Sunlight poured into the room. Green plants and small flowers were placed on the table and windowsill, and the elegant and lingering floral fragrance filled the entire room.

"Come here. I promised to give you the cursed magic weapon - the Suffering Doll."

Si Huanian opened the drawer, took out a slightly ugly rag doll and handed it to Shen Yuan.

Ah? ? ?
Teacher, are you serious? Isn't this just a stuffed toy you bought casually from a roadside stall?

Shen Yuan said in a somewhat uncertain tone: "Teacher, are you sure you didn't take the wrong one?"

"You can use your mind to confirm it. Its function is to collect the enemy's aura during battle. Once the aura is collected, its appearance will change into that of the enemy. Then, if you use a curse on it, the curse will also be manifested on the enemy."

Si Huanian spoke solemnly, but in fact only the last sentence was the key point.

"This torture doll is only at the mortal level, which means it can only deal with beginner mages or servant-level monsters."

To put it bluntly, to Shen Yuan now, he is just a loser. After all, killing monsters doesn't need to be so complicated.

But killing people?
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(End of this chapter)