It’s getting harder and harder to be a villain these days

"Dong dong."

No one opened it.

She reluctantly held the doorknob and shook it, but there was still no response.

No way, next door.

"Dong dong."

Another door.

"Dong dong!"

Olivia knocked anxiously on the door.

Could it be that the people in the room thought she was a ghost?

"Whiz swish ~"

The wind swirling in the corridor was slowly turning into a terrifying scream, and even wailing could be heard faintly.

Olivia was afraid of the unknown existence, so she knocked on the door harder unconsciously.

"Boom! Boom!"

Still no one opened the door.

"Ugh~"

Gradually, the wailing sound became clearer and the strange laughter could not be heard.

"Boom boom boom!"

This is her last knock on the door,

"Uh ah ah ah ~"

The wails grew closer.

At that moment, the cold breath flowed in her ears.

Chapter 66 Olivia fell asleep

The door opened.

Her almost frozen ears regained their warmth, and Olivia, who was relaxed for a moment, couldn't help but collapse to the ground.

"...Olivia."

She heard someone call her name again.

The bright light from the room warmed her, Olivia gasped and slowly raised her head.

It's Vickery.

"Are you lost?"

Vickery glanced at her, then opened the door wide.

"come in."

"..."

Olivia was very embarrassed and at a loss for a moment.

"Huhuhu~"

However, a cool breeze blowing in the corridor quickly dispelled her worries.

"...thanks."

Olivia walked in timidly and looked around. The furnishings were the same as her own room, but in her eyes it seemed spacious and warm at the moment.

"sit down."

"Ah."

Olivia sat quietly by the window, while Vickery sat in the rocking chair by the fireplace.

"That, I'm sorry."

"It's ok."

"I got up from the bed and suddenly it was the corridor..."

Vickery picked up the book on the table, turned the pages, and said to Olivia.

"The concentration of magic power in the Wolff Mountains ranges from dozens to hundreds of times that of the flat bottom, and it is even worse here in the Wizards' Council."

"Because there will be many unexplainable phenomena happening, such as having one's own magic power... something similar to a ghost. There are many in this hotel. As a C-level wizard, you should abide by the 'rules'."

This is why only Vickery will open the door for Olivia.

Because he is immune to mental interference below level A.

"That's it."

Olivia nodded, then licked her lips and asked curiously.

"Why are you late today?"

Vickery replied while reading a book.

"you do not need to know."

"..."

Olivia bit her finger unconsciously. This was a small action she did when she was thinking about a problem when she was a child. She hadn't done it for a long time.

"Do you like reading books?"

Vickery looked at the book without looking up.

"No, I just read because it is the best way to pass the time."

In his previous life, he didn't like reading very much, but for 'Weikeli', reading was the most relaxing thing for him.

It can be said that this is one of the few advantages of its predecessor.

"..."

Olivia was silent again. She looked at the bonfire in the fireplace, suddenly rubbed her palms and cast magic.

"This is the searing flame you taught me."

Olivia showed off to Vickery.

The scorching flames of high magic clung to the fireplace silently.

Vickery glanced at the flames.

"Well done."

"I can also add color."

Olivia waved her finger, and the scorching flames turned from red to dark green.

Vickery nodded with satisfaction.

"very good."

Vickery's reaction was very helpful to Olivia, who showed off different magics.

"This time it's thunder clouds."

"Well done."

"I can make it bigger."

The thundercloud swelled and covered the entire ceiling.

"very good"

“…”

Olivia then showed Weekly what she learned in class one by one.

However, Vickery's always perfunctory rhetoric made her feel dissatisfied.

In order to verify this, Olivia cast an incredible

Too mature magic - Liu Yan.

This was the part she missed in the first class, and she still hasn't mastered it.

"The flow of magic is strange. You must have made a mistake in one of the formulas. Release it again and show it to me."

"..."

"The fusion of attributes is not smooth. There needs to be a balance between fire and water. No one can dominate..."

Surprisingly, Vickery patiently corrected her problem.

Her dream of one-on-one coaching came true.

Olivia's heart moved slightly and she asked another question.

"Then what is my weakness?"

"You should know this yourself."

Olivia pouted.

"You taught Sophie everything..."

Vickery shook his head.

"Sophie taught herself that, I didn't teach her."

These words made Olivia clenched her fists involuntarily, and she pursed her lips, seemingly unwilling to do so.

Vickery was still reading, but his hand turning the pages paused for a moment.

"Don't worry, Olivia."

Olivia's shoulders shook slightly.

"Your advantage is time, and growth will come with your efforts."

As time goes by, her magic power will automatically increase.

Even if Olivia doesn't have systematic help like him, with her talent alone, she will sooner or later become the most perfect wizard in this world than anyone else.

"On this continent, your talent is second to none, no one can compare with you."

Vickery said seriously.

According to the plot of the game, to no surprise, this is almost a destined future.

Maybe it was an exaggeration, and Olivia became a little dull for a moment, all she could do was nod stiffly.

Sudden.

"Shh."

Vickery suddenly raised his finger.

"Stay there quietly."

At the same time, the mithril short blade placed on the bedside of Vickrey moved.

A strange figure emerged from the ceiling.

It was a face that was distorted by magic and became disgusting. Olivia felt great fear at that moment.

But only for a moment.

Vickrey's magic power from all directions fixed the ghost face there, and the short blade pierced it...

The grimace disappeared instantly like smoke.

Vickery murmured calmly.

"It seems that your magic just now attracted it."

"..."

Olivia caressed her chest and looked at Vickrey, or rather at the short blade on the table.