How could a mediocre curse spirit cause such a big battle?
Fushiguro Megumi's expression was solemn.
Without thinking, he pinched his hands together to make a 'dog head'.
After thinking for a moment, he decisively changed his gesture.
However, this was only a momentary thought.
The next second, he gave up his plan to fight without hesitation, grabbed the Japanese knotweed Hisahito and ran as fast as he could in the opposite direction.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Hisuhito Polygonum cuspidatum was extremely puzzled.
"Stop talking nonsense, you summoned a special magic spirit, why are you asking me for it?" Fushiguro Megumi said solemnly: "This level of disaster is beyond our ability to deal with, so hurry up! Otherwise, it will be too late!"
"Huh?" Hisuhito the Japanese knotweed tilted his head.
That door was under a spell of its own, so why did it become a 'disaster'?
However, after carefully feeling the strong magic power emerging from the door, he swallowed his saliva, followed his heart decisively, and let Fushiguro Megumi pull him to escape far away.
Before he could take two steps, Hishito Knotweed suddenly remembered something and shouted, "Wait!"
Using brute force, his feet were like taking root, leaving a black mark on the ground.
"Wait a minute, what will the nearby residents do if we leave?"
Brother, now do you remember that there are ordinary people nearby?
Fushiguro Megumi felt as if ten thousand horses were galloping past.
At this moment, Gojo Satoru appeared like a ghost.
Seeing Fushiguro Megumi and Kozune Hisuhito, he was slightly startled and pointed not far away, "Don't tell me, it was you two who did it."
"It's hard for me to explain this to you." Fushiguro Megumi said hurriedly, "Anyway, Teacher Gojo, I leave this to you."
However, just as he was speaking, the strange door that was worthy of a super-level curse suddenly turned pale.
Then, as if he had never appeared in this world, he disappeared without a trace.
Megumi Fushiguro:......
Gojo Satoru:???
Knotweed Hisahito:!
Three of you, look at me and I look at you.
Finally, Gojo Satoru scratched his hair helplessly, "Now, can anyone tell me what that thing is?"
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On the outskirts of Tokyo, College of Magic.
Principal room.
The light was very dim, and candles were lit around for lighting. If you smell it carefully, you can still smell the unique pungent smell of burning wax.
Hisuhito the Japanese knotweed and Megumi Fushiguro are sitting on their knees.
Gojo Satoru, on the other hand, put his hands in his pockets and leaned casually against a beam, as if watching a play, with a disdainful expression on his face that was unique to a fun-loving person.
"Fushiguro-san." Principal Noctua Masamichi said in a deep voice while poking at the felt.
Fushiguro Megumi lowered his head and said, "Mr. Principal, I'm here."
"Although you are only a freshman, you have a good reputation and a calm temperament. I have always trusted your ability." Noctua Zhengdao still didn't raise his head, "But today's matter..."
The square-looking bearded man said in a long tone, "I did a little bad."
Fushiguro Megumi has a hard time that he cannot express.
Level 4 curse spirit.
An existence that can be killed easily.
If he hadn't wanted to teach Hishito the knotweed and hone his practical skills, he would have unleashed his dogs to bite him.
Who would have thought that this idiot's 'random spell' could summon such a tricky thing?
Taking a deep breath, Fushiguro Megumi admitted her mistake obediently, "I will take good care of Koujue-san in the future and this situation will never happen again."
Noctua raised his head and grinned, "Can you guarantee it?"
Fushiguro Megumi was speechless.
ensure?
Guaranteed shit!
Unless Hisuhito no longer uses spells in the future.
But, is it possible?
To be fair.
If he was the one who summoned the suspected super-level curse spirit today, the joy of having the trump card would probably outweigh the uneasiness in his heart.
He secretly glanced at the expression of Hirohito Knotweed.
really.
As expected, this fool showed no signs of introspection.
Noctua turned his head and looked at Knotweed Yuren.
After pondering for a moment, he said: "Tell me about your spell."
Hiroyuki Kizumi blinked his eyes, "My spell? Oh, you're talking about the 'Spell Technique'... This ability was specially taught to me by my good friend who was afraid that I would die, so he clapped his hands together,
You can use the spell."
He gestured and put his palms together.
Little did they know that such a simple action caused Noctua to go on the right track and Fushiguro Megumi's expression suddenly changed.
On the other hand, Gojo Satoru was full of expectations, as if he was looking forward to the results of this spell.
Hishito Kizumi is just innocent and not a fool. Of course he won't act like a monster in the principal's office.
He did not mobilize the magic power, but simply demonstrated, "I'm not sure what will happen after 'opening the door'."
As he spoke, he scratched his head, "Before, I summoned some random things, such as carp, smoke, Rubik's Cube, etc. Who would have thought that I summoned such a big guy just now? To be honest, I was a little scared.
"
Are you scared?
I was almost scared to death.
What does the appearance of a special spell spirit mean?
It means disaster! It means death!
Noctua Zhengdao also wants to say something.
At this moment, Gojo Satoru interjected: "Mr. Principal, it is so strange to be given a magic spell by someone acquired, isn't it?"
Noctua looked straight at the other party.
Gojo Satoru continued: "Originally, I wanted to have a clear conclusion before reporting this matter to you alone, but now that this situation has arisen, I can't hide it even if I want to..."
Noctua understood the truth and let Heruhito and Fushiguro Megumi go out first.
Both of them were granted amnesty.
After bowing, he quickly left this depressing room filled with dolls.
After Gojo Satoru and Noctua were left alone, Gojo Satoru said: "Actually, during the process of searching for Su Nuo's severed finger, the accident I was talking about was not a curse spirit, but a mysterious curse master.
"
Noctua suddenly realized, "So, the reason why you failed to recover your severed finger is because of this conjurer?"
After a pause, he said with great confusion, "Who on earth can escape death in your hands?"
"No, no, no, Mr. Principal, it's not that you escaped at my hands, but that I lost." Gojo Satoru shrugged.
If you lose, you lose.
Although I didn't take it too seriously that night.
But the other party didn't take any serious action.
and……
His intuition told him that the spellcaster named Qiao Qiao must have a talent comparable to or surpassing the "Six Eyes".
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Lost!" Noctua did not hold back, and the felt on his hand was deformed due to too much force.
Gojo Satoru nodded, "Yes, I lost."
He said in an indifferent tone, "Not everyone can convince me to admit defeat. I suspect that guy is the strongest spellcaster in the world."
Noctua Zhengdao was speechless.
He understands Gojo Satoru.
Because he once served as Gojo Satoru's class teacher, and almost watched the person in front of him grow up.
"Six Eyes" "Unlimited Technique"
How could Gojo Satoru, who possesses all this, lose?
It is no exaggeration to say that the impact of this news on Noctua's righteousness is even greater than that of a first grader summoning a special curse spirit!
After settling his mind, Noctua Masami connected the information revealed by Gojo Satoru with the words of Knotweed Hisahito just now, "So, the good friend that boy calls you is the mysterious magician who defeated you. He not only holds the
If you cut off your fingers with Nuo, can you still impart magic spells to others?"
Gojo Satoru smiled cheerfully, "Yes."
Is now the time to show off a healthy smile as if nothing has happened?
Noctua Zhengdao frowned, feeling almost worried to death.
‘Secret possession of Su Nuo’s severed finger’ ‘Defeat Gojo Satoru’ ‘Given the spell’
Any one of these three things would be a headache for others.
Noctua thought for a long time and asked Gojo Satoru: "So, what are your thoughts?"
"Mr. Principal, there is a shortage of manpower for magicians. One person is eager to break it in half and use it." Gojo Satoru said matter-of-factly, "It is a pity to leave such a talent outside. We need to recruit him quickly. Our teacher position
It’s not full yet!”
The righteous way of Noctua:???
Is this your opinion?
seriously?
"I think..." Noctua Zhengdao considered his words, "He may not... maybe... his ambition..."
"Mr. Principal, please believe my eyes, that guy is definitely not a bad person." Gojo Satoru hurriedly assured: "Because he is the same as me, I can feel it."
There are always sparks between the stand-in and the stand-in.
The same goes for Lezi people.
Gojo Satoru hopes to have a companion.
Taking this opportunity, Noctua can take the right approach and recruit the opponent in.
Will you not live happily ever after?
Noctua Zhengdao thought for a while and sighed helplessly, "Since you said so..."
Catching Gojo Satoru's eyes, he said, "I will go to Miyagi County to try. Whether it is to cut off a finger for Su Nuo, or to give him the ability to perform a spell the day after tomorrow, I will meet that person in person."
Gojo Satoru got what he wanted, and he smiled so happily.
However, he seemed to have remembered something, and his smile faded slightly, "Mr. Principal, regarding the matter of conferring spells the day after tomorrow, perhaps it is not just the magician who is special, but also the reasons for Hishito the Polygonum cuspidatum itself, which cannot be ignored."
Noctua Zhengdao heard something was wrong and asked: "You recommended him to enroll in the school. Didn't he say that he has a physical talent that is rare to see in a thousand years?"
"Physical talent is just one of them. Polygonum cuspidatum Yourito's physique is also very special. It is very pure and flawless. It is like a blank sheet of paper, and it is extremely easy for some messy things to be carved into it.
And it can be absorbed very well without any negative effects.”
Gojo Satoru raised a finger, "I'm wondering if, using his special physique, we can achieve some goals that were difficult to achieve before?"
Ye Mozhengdao had a flash of inspiration, "You mean, we can also carve spells into his body and train him to become the fifth super-level magician?"
"You can give it a try...but what I really want to say is, since he can accommodate the spell transformed from the curse, what about the curse? Is that also possible?" Gojo Satoru explained softly.
Curse...
The indestructible Su Nuo's severed finger!
Noctua Zhengdao finally reacted.
If the special physique of Knotweed Hisahito can really destroy the special-level spells that hundreds of magicians have been unable to do for thousands of years, then his value is not just a reserve for the fifth special-level magician!
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Pick it up high and put it down gently.
Originally, Hirohito Knotweed was worried that he would be dropped out of school.
As a result, except for being called by the principal for questioning that night, in the next few days, no one looked for him at all.
Not to mention Noctua Masamichi, the principal, even Gojo Satoru, the teacher in charge of the first grade, has a mysterious whereabouts and is often invisible.
In the end, Fushiguro Megumi became the true ‘teacher’ of Kibito Hisuhito.
Perhaps because he was afraid that Hisuhito would use the 'random technique' again, he began to teach Hishito how to use his body to fight.
Even though Megumi Fushiguro's 'Ten Shadow Spells' look like those of a summoner, what Megumi Fushiguro is really good at is close combat.
However, as he continued to teach, he soon discovered that the body's talents were really good.
Later, without summoning shikigami to assist him, he could hardly suppress the opponent.
"Idiot with big limbs." Fushiguro Megumi looked cold on the outside, but in reality she was madly complaining in her heart.
After a few days of special training, Hirohito's fighting skills have improved visibly.
Moreover, after several simple ghost removal missions, Fushiguro Megumi also discovered another advantage of Hiruhito the Japanese knotweed - his lack of fear.
No matter whether it is a strong curse spirit or a weak curse spirit, whether it is disgusting or good-looking.
Knotweed Hisahito always pumps his fist with determination on his face.
Megumi Fushiguro is not convinced by this kind of talent.
He has seen too many conjurers unable to exert their original strength due to fear.
In other words, Knotweed Hisahito was born to be a conjurer!
Remove spirits and train at the same time.
soon.
Seven days have passed.
Knotweed Hisahito is almost used to this kind of life now, and he feels more satisfied when he can truly help innocent people.
And just when he thought everything was on track, Gojo Satoru, who had been missing for a long time, suddenly appeared and said he would take them to the station to pick him up.
"It's a new classmate, a lovely girl." A certain unreliable teacher said in a series of gestures.
Fushiguro Megumi had heard some rumors before and acted very calm.
On the other hand, Hirohito's face turned red.
Puberty.
Understandable.
Suddenly, Gojo Satoru changed the subject, "Of course, not only are the new classmates, there is also a new teacher who will join the Magic College."
New teacher?
Fushiguro Megumi couldn't help but wonder.
The profession of conjurer is in short supply as always.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to count the new classmates who have never met before. There are only him and Hisato Hisashi in the first grade, a total of three people.
And if you want to be a teacher in a spell college, the requirements are even more stringent.
First of all, you have to pass the test in terms of strength.
Special grade?
You must have at least the strength of a first-level magician!
Gojo Satoru gave up and said, "Well, don't think too much, after all, you will understand everything when you see the real person."
Hisuhito Polygonum cuspidatum:???
Megumi Fushiguro:???
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Meanwhile, Tokyo Station.
A girl in uniform with short orange hair dragged her suitcase and stared intently at a tall and handsome black-haired guy.
After thinking over and over in her mind, she made up her mind and strode towards the other party.
"Hello!" The girl's voice was hearty, confident and generous, "My name is Kugizaki Wild Rose. I just arrived in Tokyo today. I didn't expect to see you as soon as I got off the car. I think this must be an encounter arranged by God. Please give me your contact information.
,let's be friends."
Hearing this, Jon turned his head.
After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "Okay."
Kugizaki Wild Rose was so happy that she took out her cell phone.
"Handsome guys from big cities are really polite and gentle!" The country girl who finally realized her dream of moving to a big city thought to herself.
