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

"Do you know what he would choose?"

Outside the tent, the blond young man stared at the gray-black barrier. From the time when his outlook was shattered to now, he has become more or less accustomed to the strange things in the world of magic.

Atobe Keigo was not overly worried about his brother. Of course, he was worried about ordinary things, but he knew that as long as the barrier did not dissipate, Atobe Keigo would still be alive.

But how long has your brother been in there? The moonlight tonight seemed to cast a thick shadow. Atobe Keigo was wearing special magic glasses, and his eyes were a little shaky.

As time passed, his clenched palms trembled slightly, so he quietly hid them in his sleeves.

In the past, he and his brother had been separated for a long enough time. He didn't feel that the brothers had to stay together all the time. As long as he knew that the guy was alive and well, he didn't require him to appear in front of him all the time.

But how long has it been now? He was already anxious about seeing him again and the delay in seeing him.

I'm worried that I'll see him injured when we meet again, and I'm worried that he'll be hurt if we don't see him for a long time.

"Get ready, we are about to enter the account." Fifteen minutes have passed since the conjurer group chat. Noctua has judged from the right way that it is time for the family to join the battlefield.

Kairishi nodded dispassionately. At this point in time, the cursed spirits and transformed humans wandering around the periphery had probably been cleared away by the spellcaster, enough to create a space for the doctor to safely display his abilities.

When a more brutal battle breaks out, she must stay within everyone's reach as a last resort.

"Let's go..."

"Stop!" A high-pitched voice behind him stopped the three of them from entering the tent.

Kairiji turned around and saw the familiar work clothes and the even more familiar disgusted expression, ah, it was someone from the Director's Association.

"What's the matter?" Noctua Zhengdao was a little surprised.

"Principal Noctua, according to the interrogation notice from the Board of Directors, please come with us now." The arrogance of the visitor was palpable, completely different from the timid appearance of crawling out of the high school a few days ago.

"But now I have to protect Glass..."

"Miss Jiali is on standby for the time being. Our people will arrange her next trip." The man with black hair and sharp mouth narrowed his eyes: "Or is it that Principal Noctua doesn't intend to cooperate with the work of the Directors' Council?"

"I'm sorry I can't agree." Ye Mozhengdao subconsciously glanced at the family. He knew that no matter what, he couldn't let the student lack someone to take care of him, and he also promised that Aze would take care of his younger brother.

"Noctua is right! Pay attention to your identity!"

"Teacher, just go ahead. You can't let anyone put you in a scapegoat." Iarujia shrugged, with a hint of indifferent boredom on his expression: "Didn't I say that the director will take your hand to protect us. "

"..."

"...Okay then, I will leave early and come back early." Noctua Zhengdao was still very hesitant.

The people from the Council of Governors came and left quickly. Except for a few people who stayed behind to protect Jia NiZi, the others quickly disappeared into the night. Jia Jia Zi held a cigarette between his fingers and lit up the light in the uncertain night.

"It's not necessarily a good thing that Mr. Noctua was taken away at this time." Keigo Atobe said in a low voice.

"Isn't it necessarily a good thing?" Jiajiazi sneered: "It can't be a good thing."

Gojo Satoru was sealed, Tennihobo was sold, and the entire Shibuya was shrouded in a huge conspiracy. What good things could the selfish and stupid director do?

"Anyway, it depends on how bad it can be."

But it's not going to be too bad, Kairijiazi added in her heart, she withdrew her gaze and waited for the so-called arrangements about her.

After about ten minutes, the few people left behind did not express anything except following her step by step. Even the doctor, who was already indifferent, frowned.

The longer it takes, the greater the changes in the account, and she has to go in.

But she couldn't act rashly.

Her own survival is the first prerequisite for rescue.

"Hey, I'm going in. The rest is up to you." The family member Niazi pursed his lips and planned to go directly into the tent.

She was betting that these people would not let the precious reversal technique lead to death.

"If you want to go in, we have no objection. We will protect you at the risk of all our lives." The leading man said politely.

Join Glass breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, her bet was right.

"but……"

"We will not protect this gentleman's life."

With words full of malicious intent, Ieiri Glass instantly realized that this group of people planned to use this method to deal with Azawa's younger brother. Unless she continued to stay here, Atobe Keigo would be dead regardless of whether he entered the account or not.

However, if she really doesn't go in, can she really put aside the lives of all the magicians?

"What are you talking about?" Jia Ruizi stopped, his raised eyes filled with frost: "You guys, say it again?"

"..."

"You, you will get the same result no matter how many times you ask us to repeat it." The leading man gritted his teeth. He was obviously just a doctor without any force, but that moment seemed to make him stand on his back.

But then a feeling of humiliation came over me.

"Atobe Keizawa disobeyed the orders of the Council of Directors and instigated a group of curse masters to enter the Shibuya tent without authorization. We suspect that he secretly colluded with the curse masters and curse spirits."

"And Fushiguro Shiji, who possesses the Tennibobo, disappeared without a trace at this moment with the spell tool that can unblock it. We found out that it was Atobe Kagezawa who hired him in the first place."

"Isn't this coordinated by the two of them?" the man kept saying, holding the pot tightly in a few words.

Even Atobe Keigo, who had been listening for a long time, couldn't restrain his anger. His brother had been working for this kind of shit for so many years?

"So, what are you going to do?" She had seen this kind of situation many times, and after hearing this, Kairijiazi quickly calmed down.

"As long as you hand Atobe Keigo over to us, the director will let go of all other magicians who act without authorization." The man paused, and the corners of his raised lips revealed endless viciousness: "Of course we will also protect you. You enter the tent to carry out rescue."

As soon as he thought that after today, Gojo Satoru and Atobe Keizawa, two of his most trusted friends, would die, the man couldn't help but feel a burst of joy, and he even spoke with a lot of momentum.

"There are still so many conjurers waiting for Miss Jiajie in the tent. Please make a decision early." As if to show the mercy of a high-ranking person, the man closed his mouth happily and decided to give the doctor some time to make a decision.

He even thought with disdain, this is how women are, even if they are lucky enough to obtain rare spells, they are so indecisive and can be grasped easily.

"Miss Ieiri." Atobe Keigo was the first to break the silence. The young man with stern eyes looked quietly at his brother's important friend. He could see Ieiri's wavering, but in fact, there was no harm in giving up on him...

After all, Atobe Keigo simply didn't believe that his brother would really let him stay here without any protection. He initially thought that Noctua's true path was the "security", but it didn't seem to be the case at all.

The young man's eyes were full of calmness and determination. The family member looked at him. Even if he stopped speaking, the doctor lady understood what his brother meant.

She took back what she said before about how similar the two brothers were, but it was clear that they were nothing alike.

Compared to his younger brother, Atobe Keizawa is just a slut who doesn't stingy with money.

But now is not the time to complain about chickens and cats.

The people in the Council of Directors are still waiting for Jia Jiezi to make a decision, but the choice is actually not difficult. It is the doctor's responsibility to save lives and heal the wounded, not to mention that she is the only doctor in the college.

Thinking of this, little stars lit up in the eyes of the indifferent doctor. The tiny rays of light were more moving than the moonlit night in Tokyo. Her eyes looking at the young man were filled with gentleness.

She said: "Brother, you know, if Aze faces this situation, um... I mean, save me alone and save all the injured magicians in the tent."

"Do you know what he would choose?"