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

"I didn't intend to say the words 'I'm sorry'."

At the gap that is one person wide, dusk has passed outside the tent, and the clear light of the hooked moon is floating from the entrance of the cave like broken jade.

Under violent suppression, Moxuluo's taming ceremony was terminated.

The heavy shadows swirled and flowed and gradually faded away. The big black umbrella "Xianhe" lost its support and fell from the shadow. Fushiguro Megumi subconsciously reached out to catch Xianhe. The cold umbrella body made him shiver.

"..."

"It's so scary when Xiao Jing doesn't speak..."

Their eyes met, and the stubborn younger brother watched silently as his elder brother approached on building debris. There were too many unexpected things tonight. Even if his elder brother fell from the sky, it would be difficult for Atobe Keigo to react immediately.

In fact, maybe he should have noticed it from the moment Fushiguro Megumi summoned those two shikigami, one black and one white.

He was aware of it, but still subconsciously chose to reject such a result.

"Can your body still hold on?" In the end, it was Atobe Keizawa who bowed his head first. It wasn't that he bowed his head. He was just at a loss.

"..."

"Huh?" The younger brother didn't respond. Atobe Kageze's expression suddenly changed, and he almost took a long stride to approach the other party. He gestured hurriedly, wanting to touch but afraid of getting more injured: "Seriously injured? I'm late. Yes? I'll take you out now! Yes, yes, Glass, Glass is in school, I'll take you there..."

"No, calm down!"

"I am not injured."

The eagerness that could not be concealed rose on his brother's face, which actually made Atobe Keigo breathe a sigh of relief.

That kind of expression was generally plain, but with a slight contempt. Whether it was Fushiguro Megumi with blood on his face or the heavily guarded monster not far away, it seemed that he could no longer stand in his brother's eyes.

It's like a different person.

At least Atobe Keigo has never seen such a brother.

The bloody scenes that he was accustomed to, the fatigue that penetrated his bones, it seemed that nothing could shake his brother.

"I'm not injured." Finally, Keigo Atobe emphasized: "It's true. If you don't believe it, you can check it."

It was just the "pollution" added to the unsuspecting ordinary people in the miasma-filled environment that made him stagger and lose his physical strength. However, this burning sensation dissipated the moment Atobe Keizawa stepped in.

The boulders that were suppressing the respiratory tract were removed, and even the air became fresher.

The remaining minor wounds were insignificant, at least much better than the wounds on the only child Fushiguro Megumi. The two were simply incomparable.

"……That's good."

"That's good."

"right……"

"You're not going to say 'I'm sorry' to me, are you?" Atobe Keigo frowned. What happened to these two people? One or two of them took it as their own fault before they even started?

"No, as of now, I have no intention of saying 'I'm sorry'."

"I feel ashamed to say it." Atobe Kageze's voice became lower and lower, and Atobe Keigo could hardly hear him: "Originally... I have never done much that is worthy of Xiao Jing."

He should have guarded his younger brother's growing up years, but he chose to run away. However, the troubles caused by him were all brought to Xiao Jing.

Whether it was family or career, he was absent from all aspects and could really bring nothing to the table, patting his chest to ensure that he was worthy of his younger brother's existence.

But as long as he says "I'm sorry" easily, he will definitely be forgiven. This kind of thing is simply too cheap for him.

He doesn't deserve to be forgiven.

So he wouldn't say that.

The face of the identical young man had a reassuring tranquility, and his normal expression was half hidden in the shadow of drowsiness. All the sharp emotions were restrained by him.

"Brother?" Atobe Keigo's chest thumped twice, and his suddenly beating heart was almost rising and falling in the abyss.

Something, something happened that he couldn't accept...

The drooping fingertips trembled slightly, and his master slowly raised his palm to a suitable height. His younger brother was right in front of him. Even if he hadn't touched his cheek, Atobe Keigo could still feel the touch on his brother's fingertips. Bone-cold temperature.

Finally, the hand was placed on Atobe Keigo's golden head, and then his brother's voice with a questioning tone came.

"Can you please wait for brother a little longer?"

The blond conjurer rolled up his sleeves and gently brushed away the dust on the young man as if dealing with a fragile treasure.

The smile he wore was still there, but Atobe Keigo couldn't feel his smile, it was like a mask, a thick, intangible mask.

"Be good, wait until brother has finished dealing with these monsters, and then explain to Xiao Jing."

"……Um."

"Reminiscing about old times on this occasion? It's just an attack of this level." The special spell spirit that broke through the ice came quietly, and Luohu laughed ferociously. The flames comparable to the eruption of magma were controlled in his hand, and he knocked the cane heavily. On the ground: "It's ridiculous, even arrogance must have a limit!"

"This is the only time you can do this."

Fire roared and hot magma erupted. Atobe Kageze turned his head and saw the attack getting closer, but he did not react.

Bang! At the last moment, Fushiguro Megumi reluctantly held up Xianhe and held it in front. The umbrella page faithfully resisted the flames, but the violent impact almost made him unable to control his retreat!

A staggering, black-haired boy fell forward. Suddenly, a cold hand went to his waist. Before he could turn around, a flash of gold appeared in Fushiguro Megumi's peripheral vision.

The calm-looking adult ran one hand up his back until it hugged his shoulders, and the other hand firmly held the handle of the umbrella.

The strange shaking stopped, and the manic magma could not advance an inch further until it turned into ashes!

"Megumin, can I leave Xiaojing to your protection for now?" Atobe Kagezawa didn't pay attention to the incoming attack. Instead, he lowered his head and asked, "Don't worry, I won't let these two curse spirits touch you."

"I will." Fushiguro Megumi's eyes narrowed, and he did not hesitate.

"Take the umbrella, don't get wet."

When he turned around, the blond conjurer walked towards the culprit.

"It just so happens that I have long said that baits are impractical. Now that you have sent them to our door, we will not be polite to you if you take your life."

As soon as the words fell, the aura of the special-grade curse spirit burst out. This second was like a gap. The figure of the curse spirit ten meters away quickly enlarged and flashed away in an instant. There were many afterimages. Behind it, Hua Yu's The branches stretched all over the sky, and in conjunction with the leaky coral, they immediately launched an attack!

The joint attack of fire and wood actually complemented each other at this moment!

"A wise mantra spirit, in human form." With light steps, the young man avoided the combos in an understated manner, with no trace of ripples in his silent eyes.

"How many more like you do you have?"

"And your purpose, means, the murderer behind the scenes, the number of partners... tell me?"

"I'm just saying this because I'm afraid you'll lose your life and become a conjurer who's not even as good as Gojo Satoru!" Lehu said sarcastically: "After all, humans are all weaklings."

"Gojo...Satoru?"

"Your goal is really him."

In order to fight against Gojo Satoru, did he choose to attack the "weak" around him?

Atobe Keizawa suddenly laughed to himself.

"It's great. It took no effort at all."

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Thoughts: Luohu: Today is also a day to step on mines accurately and only play high-end games.