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

"As a family, you are used to the loss of life."

Atobe Keizawa's pupils shrank violently, and he forced himself to stare at the cursed spirit in front of him.

This is the first time he has fought alone without the ability to resist.

Even after he learned to mobilize his own curse power, he was no longer the ordinary person who knew nothing about curse spirits. However, the impact just now still caused injuries to his back.

Blood dripped down his back and hit the ground drop by drop, hitting Atobe Kageze's tense nerves.

"Is this thing really a quasi-level two curse spirit?"

In the dust and mist that filled the sky, two figures, one large and one small, kept intersecting, and each collision brought about a heart-stopping explosion.

Atobe Keizawa has practiced martial arts since he was a child. During this time, he has been constantly stimulated by the power of the curse. He can easily complete many moves that were unimaginable in the past, and his moves are fierce with the blessing of the curse. However, even so, it is still not enough to give the curse spirit Inflict fatal injuries.

Another attack failed, and Atobe Kageze's face twisted. He covered the penetrating wound in his abdomen, and the sound of skin and flesh tearing stimulated his eardrums.

His face was pale, but his expression was even colder, and his cold blue eyes were burning fiercely, like ghostly fireworks from hell. At first glance, he looked weird like a ghost!

Once again, the enraged curse spirit did not intend to wait for the tiny human to launch an attack. It raised its six arms, and its slender arms suddenly stretched out and whipped quickly like a whip.

Thanks to his physical training, Atobe Kagezawa was able to dodge the whip's attack nimbly, but he was actually at a disadvantage!

The situation is not very good. This suspected quasi-level two curse spirit is much more powerful than expected, and it does not look like a boss that can appear in the beginner level. But the matter has come to this, and there is no retreat.

There was no way to escape from the narrow corridor. The huge body of the curse spirit completely blocked the corridor behind it. Under the violent blow, the windows in the corridor shattered. There was no way to escape, and the girl had to endure another blow. Atobe Keizawa stumbled and fell backward without any strength. The aftermath of the impact caused his unbalanced body to cross the already broken window.

Instantly, a feeling of weightlessness came.

I don't know whether it was the blood seeping from his forehead or the top of his head that blurred his vision. The wind between the tall buildings blew Atobe Kageze's forehead hair.

caught!

Completely letting go of his defense, Atobe Kagezawa locked his right hand tightly in the center of one of the Cursed Spirit's arms, using the impact and gravity to drag it out of the window. The Cursed Spirit's bulky body accelerated its inertia, and was subsequently Thrown off the ledge.

The curse spirit let out a howl, which caused Atobe Jingze's eardrums to hurt. Continuous attacks fell on him, and he only had time to slightly protect his heart and head. Between life and death, he seemed particularly crazy.

Before he finished, he struggled to raise his left hand that was about to lose strength. The spell tool "Starry Sky" was filled with chills in the pale light. Atobe Keizawa poured the spell power into it desperately, and the smile widened at the corner of his mouth seemed to indicate The joy of planning success.

Got it.

Atobe Keizawa pursed his lips, revealing a little bit of madness. Gojo Satoru had said earlier that magicians are a profession that values ​​talent very much. It can be said that 80% of magicians live by talent, and spells are The talent of the conjurer.

So from the moment he stepped into the hospital, Atobe Keizawa, who had been unable to activate the technique for a long time, decided on his next plan.

Send Xia Youjie away, create a crisis, and seek death on his own initiative.

Then if you are lucky, you can activate the spell and survive successfully.

The sharp dagger hit the largest eyeball of the curse spirit's head. The round crystal exploded instantly, and the smelly black liquid splashed out and flowed down Atobe Keizawa's arm. The cuffs were broken in the fight and disappeared. The falling wind blew away the black juice.

The wound was deep enough to see the bone, and there was a steady stream of pain.

"what……"

Atobe Keizawa felt his heart beating extremely actively in his chest, and he seemed to sense some indescribable opportunity.

The blood was still flowing, and the sequelae of excessive blood loss began to gradually appear. The severe pain made him unable to control his movements, but his heart was unusually calm.

In a daze, he seemed to hear Xia Youjie's frightened shouts.

……

"Is it raining?" Xia Youjie raised his head.

Drops of water hit his head one by one, and soon began to drip. Just when he was wondering why it suddenly rained in the tent, the sudden surge of spell power exploded in the sky.

In his sight, his classmate dragged the target of this mission and fell from the tall building.

"Aze!!" Xia Youjie's heart almost stopped. He raised his feet and ran towards his classmates. The curse spirit "Rainbow Dragon" released instantly sensed that the host's mood was beginning to become irritable and restless, and a violent aura spread from his body.

"I won."

As Atobe Kagezawa's words fell, the violent storm seemed to tear the entire space apart. The crackling raindrops hit the cursed spirit, and suddenly the cursed spirit began to roar in pain.

It rolled, waving its arms and struggling continuously, as if the big raindrops had inflicted great pain on it, bursts of white light appeared on its dark body, and the smell of burnt food was everywhere.

Atobe Keizawa laughed out loud, and also showed a rare sunny smile. The majestic sea of ​​​​rain became his help. After recovering some strength in the heavy rain, he picked up the arm of the curse spirit and dragged it downwards, instantly borrowing This force quickly rebounded upwards, and then he let go of his hand, stepped on the smelly head of the curse spirit, and leaped towards the window...

The heavy rain is still falling, and it seems that it can't wait for the moment to clear up.

Atobe Kagezawa's hair was soaked with blood and stuck in front of his eyes in an awkward manner. One of his hands trembled and hung precariously on the window sill.

The cursed spirit below did not persist until it fell to the bottom of the building, and was reduced to ashes in the heavy rain.

A familiar voice came, and Atobe Kageze looked in the direction of the sound. His classmate was running towards him desperately, and the special-grade curse spirit behind him easily passed his host and galloped towards Atobe Kageze. …

"Jie..."

So, Atobe Kageze let go of his hand and let himself fall with peace of mind.

……

In the dream it started to rain.

Break into pieces finely.

The pitter patter.

Atobe Keizawa heard the sound of raindrops, tick-tock, tick-tock, but he seemed to have fallen into a dream that he couldn't struggle with. The heavy dream haze was like a dead gray spider web, entangled tightly with him, and pulled him away. Dragging deeper into dreams.

He didn't know how much time passed in the dream, and finally he opened his eyes.

The dim lights were swaying, not dazzling. It was already dark outside the window, and the sound of raindrops beating on the window coffin sounded like it could drop into a long dream.

"Oh? You woke up so soon?" There was a hint of nonchalance in his tone. The owner of the voice stood up and walked towards the bed, his white medical coat flying easily breaking the gloomy night.

"It seems that the recovery is okay." Ieru Glass held a lollipop in his mouth, observed him closely and then patted him casually: "Congratulations on regaining your life, young man."

Atobe Keizawa blinked and mechanically sat up from the bed.

Ieiri Shoko supported his back with one hand, and put the pillow behind his head with the other hand. It seemed that his body functions were still slowly restarting, and Atobe Kagezawa's wide eyes were still a little dazed, as if he had woken up from a dream.

He was not as calm and lazy as before, but instead showed a bit of childishness.

"..."

"You were seriously injured. Fortunately, Jie brought you back in time." The young doctor stretched out his hand and poked the boy's golden head with his fingertips. The gentle touch almost melted him.

Looking through the dim and blurry light, Atobe Kageze turned her face sideways, and belatedly noticed that although her classmate had a smile on her lips and a brisk tone of voice, the dim light could hardly hide the fatigue between her brows.

Ieiri Glass said in a calm tone: "You are covered in wounds all over your body. When I handed you over to me, Jay's hands were shaking. I thought he was the one who was injured."

"..."

Atobe Keizawa finally realized that he had regained his life. Glass did not mention his worries at all, but shook off Jie's panic.

The blond boy took out a breath, struggled to smile, and said slowly with a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect this."

"I just……"

"No one will blame you. Everyone should be responsible for their own choices."

Ieiri Shoko shook her head to stop him from talking. She was a magic doctor and had seen too many deaths at a young age, but she still felt so suffocated when she saw her friend jumping out of the house alive but returning seriously injured.

"Aze, the life of a conjurer is worthless, but I don't want to see you irreparable on the operating table."

"I said you need to rest, so I forced Jay to go back, but he probably wouldn't sleep well." Ieiri Glass didn't wait for Atobe Keizawa's reply. She confirmed the condition of her classmate's injury, then straightened up as if she was planning to leave. .

The girl's short chestnut hair looked so gentle in the night. The young doctor was not good at expressing his emotions. There was a dark color in her eyes that Atobe Kagezawa couldn't understand.

The endless emotions disappeared in her sigh, and her expression did not look like that of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. She smiled and said warmly: "The water is on the bedside. It is still warm. You can drink more."

She turned her back and waved her hands, consciously fulfilling her final duty.

Atobe Keizawa hurriedly grabbed her hand. When he came to his senses, the white quilt that smelled of disinfectant slid down weakly with his movements.

He grabbed Glass's hand tightly, and the slender wrist was a little stiff in Atobe Keizawa's palm. Ieru Glass turned around in confusion.

"sorry."

It was as if there were countless words stuck in his throat at one breath, and thousands of emotions could not be poured out. Atobe Kageze's eyes were a little red, his warm-colored hair was wavy, and the ends of his hair were curled more and more fluffy.

"I'm anxious, Glass, I'm too anxious."

Atobe Keizawa raised his head. He didn't know how to confess his mistakes, nor how to explain his original plan. He just stubbornly refused to let go. He held the girl's arm and neither let go nor Dare to work hard.

The family is accustomed to the passing of life, but that doesn't mean that this is what it should be.

Perhaps the dissipation of every life tells her powerlessness.

She is a natural possessor of the reversal technique. She is stunningly beautiful and gifted, but she is not emotionless.

The smile propped up by the family member's glass finally became a little more solid. The curved eyebrows and eyes were like the sunset of early spring. The young magic doctor shook his head playfully, and his lips moved together.

"We both know it's not your fault, Aze."

"But take better care of yourself next time!"