Necromancers Guide to Magic

As soon as Mr. Ludwig's voice fell, Benjamin felt that the floor under his feet changed suddenly.?? Huo Ran? Text??????`t

He floated as if stepping on some kind of cotton candy.

"Look, the way we see her is so unique." Mr. Ludwig's tone was full of longing.

Benjamin rubbed his head, who would tell him what he should do in the face of such a idiot father.

It's just that this marshmallow-like feeling did not last long.

Soon, Benjamin stopped, and what appeared in front of him was a dark red solid wood door.

This slightly classical door has exquisite reliefs on it.

Benjamin put his hand on the door, as if he could hear the door like a work of art, sucking.

Mr. Ludwig glanced at him, then smiled.

"How about it, don't you think that all of this is so modern."

Mr. Ludwig's eyes were filled with indescribable fanaticism.

Benjamin nodded helplessly.He found that he seemed to have no reason to refute Mr. Ludwig.

Especially only when he touched the wooden door the moment, that feeling came like a tide.

After Benjamin put his hand on it again, the somewhat shabby wooden door suddenly opened by itself.

There was a babble.

In an instant, Benjamin felt a cold wind and began to raging around him.

Even if he clasped his hands tightly, even if Mr. Ludwig was blocking his body in front of Benjamin, the cold was rising directly from the soles of Benjamin's feet.

"What's the matter, do you feel cold?" Mr. Ludwig suddenly turned his head and looked at Benjamin's eyes.

"Well, it's like coming to the glacier all at once."

"What a pampered young master."

A female voice rang, like an echo, making Benjamin unable to determine the location of the sound.

"I am here!"

That voice appeared right in front of Benjamin this time.

Benjamin raised his head and saw a graceful woman in the distance looking at them coldly.

She stretched her legs, revealing white traces.

On her face, you can't see any traces of time, she seems to always be an eighteen-year-old girl.

Mr. Ludwig blushed, but he saluted this beautiful woman.

"Your Excellency Martha," he cried respectfully.

Then Mr. Ludwig gave Benjamin a hand, and Benjamin immediately followed suit. He also respectfully called a beautiful woman.

Martha just nodded slightly, but could not see any emotions.

"I see, what are you doing here today?"

Martha's sharp thin lips moved.

Then, Benjamin was surprised to see that a huge tentacle, as smooth as mucus, was suddenly stretched out of her body.

The tentacles rested precisely on Benjamin's chest.

"You are Duke's son?"

Benjamin nodded. He had a hunch that if he accidentally moved forward, he might really die.

Mr. Ludwig patted Benjamin cautiously on the shoulder, and then said in his ear, "Don't be afraid, Martha will not hurt you."

Benjamin nodded.

Indeed, the tentacle was like a dog's nose, dangling in front of Benjamin's chest, and then sneezing.

In the end, as if with a bit of disgust, she returned to Martha's body.

At this moment, Martha, lying halfway on the bed, revealed a pair of smooth and tender thighs, she could not see the strangeness of the tentacles just now.

"Is a very talented child." Masha's tight face finally stretched out.

Benjamin also found that the light in the room seemed brighter.

As for Mr. Ludwig, who was standing next to him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, after all, nothing went wrong."

"He accidentally awakened his talent. You should know about it." Martha turned her head suddenly and looked at Mr. Ludwig with some reproach.

"Yes, I, Lord Martha, I really didn't expect that kind of thing would happen." Mr. Ludwig's tone was full of regret.

"Humph," Martha sneered coldly. "It's useless even if it's regrettable now. This kid is really talented. When you were his age, you probably didn't even touch the doorway. You Tell me, how many people know about his identity exposure."

Mr. Ludwig walked to Benjamin's side and talked quickly with Benjamin.

Benjamin's eyes grew bigger and bigger with Mr. Ludwig's words.In the end, he was about to call out with surprise.

Then he recalled slowly, and said very calmly, "It should be Harry Potter who knows this, but he must have told Dumbledore."

"Dumbledore?" Martha seemed to know Dumbledore, and a hint of concern flashed from her face. "This is also a very talented young man, just a bit too honest."

When Benjamin heard her calling the gray-haired Dumbledore a young man, he had a very strange feeling.

It's like eating a toad raw.

"Come here," Martha didn't seem to want to pursue it anymore, she just waved her hand, and a tentacle came out from her arm immediately, and then he pulled Benjamin to Martha's front.

Benjamin was like being held in his arms by Martha.

Although Martha is equivalent to his grandmother, but such a young and beautiful grandmother, with a scent of detachment, made Benjamin's face blush.

Martha didn't care about Benjamin's reaction, she just smiled, and then said seriously, "Child, you may not know that our family and the ancient gods have signed a contract. Our bodies are full of ancient God’s blood. It’s just that some people’s blood is thicker, and some people’s blood has faded."

Before Benjamin could digest, Martha suddenly held Benjamin's chin with her hand, and then she looked at Benjamin contemptuously with her eyebrows.

"You are probably the one with the thickest blood after me. Boy, I don't know if this is a curse or an opportunity for you."

"An ancient god, is it the name of a god, or is it?"

"No, they, they are the existence that overrides our plane world. And our blood is only left by one of the sinful ancient gods." (To be continued.)