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

Nanami Kento thought that he and Haiyuan might die here, but now the plot unfolds that he never expected...

"Senior, are you sure you want to do this?" The blond conjurer couldn't tell his age. To be conservative, Nanami Kento adopted a more respectful title.

"Is there any problem?" Atobe Jingze looked over. Oh, the one with gray hair seemed to be seriously injured. Atobe Jingze took a rough look at his wound and said, "The one with golden hair, what about you? Go try that spell spirit."

This time, Nanami Kento did not refuse.

If just this can save Haiyuan's life, then they have made a profit.

The curse spirit that was sent flying by Atobe Keizawa finally seemed to realize what had happened. It jumped up from the ruins and aimed directly at the curse master on the roof.

But Nanami Kento didn't let it pass. The magic tool connected with the sharp claws, and the magician flew upside down and hit the thatched house. Atobe Kagezawa jumped down from the collapsed roof in confusion.

...What's the matter with your curses? Do you dare to let students of this level out and go on missions? Atobe Keizawa looked puzzled, but he still did not forget to bring out the little gray hair who was almost in trouble.

"Hey! Haven't you eaten?" Atobe Kagezawa was speechless. He crumpled the paper and pen he took out of his pocket and crumpled them back.

It seems like that's it.

A spell spirit of this level is still weak, but a spell caster is even weaker.

The horizontal knife in his hand shot out and was inserted into the head of the cursed spirit. The seemingly dangerous cursed spirit that showed no resistance was instantly exorcised. It's boring, Atobe Keizawa thought, just record it casually.

It's such a big deal to make a fake thing, but it's worth a trip.

"Senior, your sword." The limping Nanami Kento returned Atobe Keizawa's spell tool. He seemed to be in even worse condition, his face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

But it’s all a trivial matter when there is a doctor here, Atobe Keizawa waved his hand: “That’s it, you go back for treatment as soon as possible, and say hello to the doctor for me by the way.”

……

Perhaps because they saved two conjurers, Atobe Keizawa and Fushiguro Shiji's subsequent lives were obviously much more stable than before.

Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie came to express their gratitude in person. This time, even Xia Youjie's attitude was much more sincere, as if he was finally willing to face up to the spellcasters and magic killers who did not fit his three views.

Atobe Keizawa boldly guessed that Gojo Satoru had done something that caused a lot less prying eyes around them.

But the frequency of Gojo Satoru's visits has also become higher, and the Lego pieces in Fushiguro Megumi's toy room are almost half of his creations.

But this also represents Gojo Satoru's own attitude.

In fact, as long as the two strongest ones from the high school did not interfere, Atobe Keizawa and Fushiguro Shiji had nothing to worry about. Their lives went smoothly for a while, and their occasional work life allowed their family to enter the retirement age ahead of schedule.

August 2007.

The summer temperature is still raging across the land of Japan. This year's temperature is unusually high, and curse spirits are emerging one after another. Atobe Keizawa asked for leave for Fushiguro Megumi to worry about the child suffering from heat stroke. At this time, he held the little one on his head. The conjurer was gesturing to cut a watermelon in the yard.

"Wow wow wow wow -" Nai Zai Zi was probably sighing that the watermelon was red and big, and he exclaimed above the head of the parents.

"Wait a minute, you can eat it soon, half Megumin and I half!" Atobe Keizawa stabbed the watermelon with a sharp knife.

It's just... Atobe Keizawa made a movement with the knife, and then neatly divided the watermelon into two halves, dug out the middle of one half and put it into Fushiguro Megumi's small bowl.

"Eat first Megumin, I'm going to get something, just wait here for me, okay?" Atobe Kagezawa pinched the little kid's face with his wet hands.

"Good~"

……

"Hey, dear boy, why are you free to come here today?" Atobe Kageze leaned against the door. Xia Youjie's sudden appearance made him a little more vigilant.

"..."

Xia Youjie didn't say anything, and even Atobe Kageze said he was a good boy. It was then that the blond boy noticed that his condition was obviously bad.

"I said you..." Atobe Kageze asked tentatively: "Are you suffering from kidney deficiency? You look so bad."

Xia Youjie:......

Xia Youjie didn't want to talk anymore, and he had almost forgotten the purpose of coming here.

"Anyway, let's come in first." Atobe Kageze opened the door and turned around to walk in. Although Gojo Satoru would often come to visit, Xia Youjie would also follow from time to time.

But there were almost no cases where Xia Youjie came alone like this. It was probably because he was a good student and didn't bother to be with people like them.

However, Atobe Keizawa didn't intend to have a close relationship with them. It was enough for them to maintain polite interactions and reduce unnecessary trouble.

In the courtyard, Xia Youjie held the watermelon handed to him by Megumi Fushiguro. He forced a smile and patted the little boy on the head.

This scene made Atobe Kageze smile a little. Under normal circumstances, Xia Youjie is a very self-possessed and polite person, and he is also very caring towards children. Atobe Kageze always said that he is a good boy, which is not the case at all. It means to praise.

Just like now, even if his condition is so bad that it can be seen to the naked eye, he will still patiently coax the children.

After stuffing their bellies with watermelon, Atobe Keizawa and Fushiguro Megumi lay on the mat, stroking their bellies and burping. Their movements looked exactly the same.

Xia Youjie stopped after eating a piece. The boy who had eaten and drank enough was also interested in hearing what he wanted to do.

"Go on, tell me what you have to say." Atobe Kageze raised his eyes.

"..."

"...I just came to thank you for saving Nanami and the others."

"Do you think I believe it?" It's obviously been a long time since I thanked him.

"But...but if it weren't for you, they would definitely die." Xia Youjie said.

"Yeah, yeah, so what?"

"Why is this happening?" Xia Youjie's face became even worse: "Monkeys... Ordinary people can only create spell spirits day after day, but spell masters have to die for it..."

monkey?

I seem to have heard this statement somewhere, but Atobe Keizawa can't remember it.

"So?" he asked.

"..."

"Is it true that as long as there are no ordinary people in the world, this kind of thing won't happen?"

There is a saying that Xia Youjie's state is really problematic. Only after he said such impossible words did Atobe Jingze really pay attention to this person's appearance.

His trademark round head was draped on the back of his head, and the dark circles under his eyes were so eye-catching. His pale face and rich black eyes made this man look like a ghost.

"What you said is indeed possible." Atobe Jingze glanced at him again, but Xia Youjie did not raise his head.

"So, Atobe-kun also thinks that annihilating ordinary people is feasible?"

Finally, Xia Youjie spoke out.