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

"It's a deal, right?"

The curse spirit chosen by Xia Youjie has almost no combat effectiveness, but on the contrary, it flies at an amazing speed, making it a perfect partner for running around the house.

Within a moment, the scope of the Conjuration College came into view.

Looking down from a bird's eye view, the hidden Magic Academy stands in the depths of the lush forest. The dense buildings are dotted around, like forest protectors lurking in the dark, scattered in the depths of the jungle.

The group of people lowered their height at the entrance to the Gao Special Area, and Xia Youjie summoned the cursed spirit back.

Climbing up the steps, you will be greeted by towering green trees on both sides. Red ropes and bells are tied to the upper half of the thick trunks. The bells sway in the summer wind passing through the forest, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas and birds. Call.

What a paradise.

Atobe Kagezawa has been kept in a picky eye by his family for so many years, and all the miraculous scenery is just passing by. Perhaps it is because this is an unknown place, which adds a lot of mystery and fascinates him.

Atobe Kageze and Xia Youjie fell behind. The white-haired boy wearing sunglasses put his hands on the back of his head and led the way leisurely.

"We're here!" Gojo Satoru strode up several steps with his long legs and stood at the top, waving his hands and saying hello, showing no trace of his previous displeasure.

He is very good at coaxing himself.

Atobe Kageze seemed to have some insights, and glanced at Xia Youjie next to him, thinking that maybe there was someone who was very good at dealing with this kind of temper.

Poor Xiayou mother.

"Let's go, let's take you to see Mr. Noctua." It seemed like there was something wrong with the new classmate's eyes, but Xia Youjie didn't think much about it.

Gojo Satoru felt that it was pointless to meet the head teacher, so he muttered that he didn't want to see the head teacher, so he ran away in front of everyone. Then the doctor lady pointed in the direction of the infirmary with an expressionless face and quickly ran away.

Only Xia Youjie, who had no time to escape, and Atobe Jingze, who looked embarrassed, were left.

From the beginning, he had been wondering, were the students in this school somewhat unreliable?

"Ahem, let's go." The abandoned boy with a round head suppressed the urge to hit someone, and led the new classmates in the direction of the Academic Affairs Office with a gentle and polite appearance.

"Generally speaking, newcomers have to pass a test before they can officially enroll, but don't worry too much." Xia Youjie carefully explained the questions to his future classmates. The new Atobu classmate looked like a reliable master. This kind of person I guess I can keep one...

"Test?" Atobe Keizawa was puzzled. There are almost only one in a thousand magicians, but there are very few people who can see the magic spirit. In such a situation where the supply exceeds the demand, there is still a test?

"Hmm..." Xia Youjie instantly understood Atobe Kageze's question, but he couldn't bear to break up his teacher's stage, so he could only implicitly show his "I understand everything" expression and said: "Atobe-san, please be kind to your teacher." Be respectful."

"..."

Thank you for the invitation. I really don’t understand what you mean by magicians.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door and looking around, a rugged man wearing sunglasses and a fierce look was sitting in the middle of a group of cute felt dolls.

The man who looked like a school teacher locked his eyes on Atobe Kageze, who was approaching step by step. When he stood still, he asked: "Atobe Kageze, you have a good family background and a bright future, why do you want to join the high school?" Specialize?"

Eh? It turns out that the painting style of the high school is a sentimental boy jump style? Atobe Kagezawa was stunned for a moment, his painting style began to shift in a strange direction, but in social situations, he quickly gave the answer.

"According to my personal opinion, this is a deal. Mr. Noctua."

"Deal?" Noctua Zhengdao's frown became more serious, and he seemed to be quite critical of this answer.

"I was once trained as a businessman, and my family's ancestors have been doing business for generations and have been quite successful."

Bu Jingze's clear red eyes held a little bit of emotion. He straightened his back, which was as upright as a pine tree, as if he was proud of this achievement.

"Thanks to your school, I can absorb unknown knowledge and learn spells. I finally hope that one day I can live freely in this world."

Atobe Keizawa's voice was low and light, as if there was a certain degree of persuasion, but also made people feel extremely sincere, "In contrast, during my time at school, I will work hard to protect my classmates and accept your school's reasonable task arrangements. And give it your all.”

"If I live, the day I graduate will be the end of this deal."

There is a shortage of people in the high school. Atobe Keizawa can get a rough idea even without guessing. He has been like a headless fly for so many years and has no way out. This is confirmed by the fact that the number of people is sparse and very closed. This is the magic world. status quo.

Increasing the labor force without having to pay too much for buying and selling is a huge profit no matter how you think about it.

"Teacher Noctua, is this reason enough?"

"..." Noctua raised his hand and hugged the kappa felt doll that was about to move around him, and looked at the boy who was about to enter school with a pair of sharp eyes like needles.

It took a long time, until the air was about to condense, before he reluctantly spoke: "This world is not just about transactions, and becoming a magician is not something that can be summarized by transactions."

Of course, it can't be summed up by the word "trade". Atobe Keizawa deeply understands how dangerous the curse spirit is, and he also understands that he is trading his life, but he doesn't have any extra chips.

He had nothing to offer, nor was he passionate about saving the country and the people, and he didn't think he could deceive a knowledgeable college teacher, so he could only tell the truth.

"The magician is not a sacred job, he is always accompanied by death." Noctua explained slowly: "Even if you don't join the college, I will still tell you what you want to know, but once you choose to join, In the days to come, you will live with danger and blood. You are the eldest son of the Atobe family, and you don’t need to make such sacrifices at all..."

"I know, Mr. Noctua, but I still insist on my choice."

Atobe Keizawa's smile deepened. Businessmen value profits more than integrity.

The first time he saw Noctua Zhengdao, he knew that the person in front of him could not hide his sincerity and kindness under his rough appearance. If all the teachers in the college were like the person in front of him, then he was probably in the right place.

Joining a junior high school may be the only time in his life that he puts his life on the line. Even Atobe Keizawa, who is lazy by nature, is eager to prove that he has done nothing wrong.

Once one enters the world of magic, the glory and abuse of the past, the family background and achievements of the past are all gone.

He could indeed choose to stay outside the world of magic and use his own conditions to exchange for a relatively easy life, but that was not what he wanted. The short peaceful life meant nothing.

He wanted the power to protect himself, he wanted to break free, he longed to be free.

Fortunately, the results are pretty good.