Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"...These eyes are actually smaller than Jie's."

"Mr. Atobe, there is a station ahead, but we can't get through."

The driver rolled down the window, held the steering wheel with one hand and stretched his head to reach the road ahead: "It seems to be blocked by the police. We may need to take a detour."

"...It is indeed blocked."

Through the windshield, Atobe Keizawa could still faintly hear the whistle of the train passing by, but in his sight, the left part of the second floor of the station was surrounded by thick black fog, and the black fog even pointed towards The tendency of spreading outwards will soon spread to the entire second floor, and may even affect the entire station.

What good luck, Atobe Keizawa scratched his own hair.

beep beep-

beep beep-

"Hello, Miss Kinoshita?" After answering the phone, an anxious girl's voice came from the receiver.

"Mr. Atobe, are you in Kyoto?" Supervisor Kinoshita spoke very quickly, and it could be heard that she was very anxious, but she still did not lose her logic: "A curse spirit of at least the first level appeared at the Tokyo Railway Station. It was sudden. The police are already there, and it would take thirty minutes for a first-level conjurer to get there at the fastest..."

"But if you let the first-level curse spirit be active for thirty minutes, I'm afraid it will cause a big mess, right?" Atobe Keizawa gestured to the driver and pointed to the station. He opened the door and got out of the car without hesitation. He stepped on Looking at the tops of the surrounding cars, he moved quickly toward the station like an agile cat: "I'm just passing by, leave it to me."

The driver parked his car not far from the station, and at least Atobe Keizawa's speed made him reach the entrance in a blink of an eye.

Today is not a holiday, nor is it a large station. There are only a few people coming and going. Atobe Keizawa is relieved, as long as it doesn't involve too many people.

The traces of the cursed spirit were extremely conspicuous, and for some reason it had no intention of concealing it. Thick black mist condensed heavily on the second floor. By the time Atobe Kageze climbed up the stairs silently, the black room had already covered the entrance to the stairs. , Atobe Jingze stepped into the black mist without hesitation.

It's not a special magic spirit.

Atobe Keizawa, who entered the black mist, immediately judged the strength of the curse spirit. The black mist did not fill the entire second floor, but sealed the surroundings of the second floor, making the interior of the station independent.

The sight shifted to the waiting area. Lying on the ground were several ordinary people who had not had time to escape. They had obviously lost signs of life. A first-level cursed spirit was a catastrophic existence for ordinary people. It was normal to be unable to escape.

But this does not mean that the magician will be indifferent to this "common thing".

Atobe Jingze paused and untied the gilded shadow.

"Save... help me..."

"help me……"

A sudden sound came from a certain cubicle, a cat-like voice, like a child's voice. Atobe Kagezawa listened intently, it was the sound coming from the bathroom.

But in a place where even adults can't survive, are there still vulnerable children?

Bait? Or should one die?

Atobe Kagezawa drew out the gilded shadow with his backhand, and the sharp blade reflected the cold light. The conspiracy was conspiratorial. Since he heard the call for help, it was always necessary to go and take a look. Maybe he could find the cursed spirit faster.

The blond conjurer pursed his lips, showing a hint of cruelty. Since it was delivered to his door, wouldn't it take no effort to get it?

"...Help...Help me..."

The angry child was lying alone on the ground. He was wearing exquisite ancient clothes and had a black hair, like a young master from some family.

The child's complexion was bruised and black, and his cute face turned ferocious. The pain in his heart made him tremble constantly. Although he did not suffer any serious trauma to the naked eye, his exposed skin was covered with bruises and dirt. The wounds infected by the curse oozed dark fluid, and they were already serious.

The important thing is that the walls and floor of the toilet have traces of violent damage, leaving traces that do not belong to the cursed spirit.

It was obvious that this was a young magician who had awakened his magic skills.

and……

...His eyes are actually smaller than Jie's.

The bait made by the curse spirit is not so vivid with its eyes. Yes, it is really a child who does not deserve to die.

With a slight cough to cover up his thoughts of going astray, Atobe Kagezawa immediately bent down and grabbed his waist, picked him up and put him in his arms: "Don't be afraid, just hold on for a while, and I'll take you out right away."

Atobe Keizawa patted the child's back and coaxed him softly. He didn't know which family the child belonged to. There were no adults around. Just looking at the exquisiteness of his clothes, he didn't look like the long-dead people outside. family members.

It's just that he was seriously injured, and it was no longer suitable to use too intense knife skills while holding him. Atobe Kageze took back the shadow and walked out of the toilet with the child in his arms.

"Ok?"

Atobe Keizawa made a slight sound of doubt in his throat. He moved from the toilet to the lobby on the second floor of the station, but the black mist also gathered visibly, as if it was following him consciously. Could it be that the curse spirit was finally going to attack him? Already?

The face of the child in his arms became more and more gray, and the trembling of the body gradually increased. If it were not for the support of the magician, he would have been like the group of people outside, but after all, he was still young and was fast. It's reached its limit.

Atobe Kagezawa thought for a while, and raised his free hand while pinching out the skill he had mastered in his heart. The majestic power of the spell spread rapidly outward from Atobe Kagezawa's base. The originally silent air above the station It was agitated instantly, and under the heavy clouds, the black mist pulled by the curse spirit seemed so slim.

"Spell, Xia."

The indifferent words leaked from the young man's lips, and the shocking power of the curse suddenly burst out. It was the power of a heart-wrenching curse that Kamo Kenki had never felt before.

The little magician, Kenki Kamo, lay in Atobe Keizawa's arms and quietly raised his eyes.

He was awakened by the surge of spell power. He was still suffering from great physical pain, but the conditioned reflex of being a spellcaster still allowed him to try his best to stay awake in the pain.

"Can you see it?" Atobe Keizawa didn't want him to focus on the wound, so he carried him to the window and motioned the child to look at the scene outside to divert his attention.

"..."

More than can be seen. Without the obstruction of the window, Kamo Kenki forgot about his physical discomfort at this moment.

He stared out the window with wide eyes. Thick clouds were billowing up, and vague lightnings were swimming among them like golden dragons. The dark clouds seemed to be pressing all the way to the roof of the station. Heavy thunders were coming intermittently, and even the humid and hot air was... Like boiling water, it accumulates the energy before it explodes.

"...can you control the weather?"

The young Kenki Kamo was almost speechless for a moment. He was born in the Gosan family, and even though he was just a child, he was not completely ignorant. He could change the weather by himself. What kind of magician would it take to do this? ?

"No, it's just rain simulated by magic." The surrounding black mist surged uneasily, as if it was about to face irreversible consequences. It kept flowing, trying to get closer to where Atobe Kagezawa was. But he still dared not come over.

Atobe Keizawa pulled the child closer to his arms, thought about it and took off the umbrella. He opened the umbrella with one hand and then leaned towards the child to cover it tightly: "It's going to rain soon, be careful. Don’t get wet at all.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the rain came in a downpour.