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night.

After seeing off Dazai Zhi who Ai Ai refused to leave for a long time, Feng Xinzhi opened the curtains and quietly looked at the moonlight outside the window.

Yokohama under the moonlight presents a rare sense of tranquility.

"The "Heavenly Demon" has been integrated into [-]% or [-]%, even if you still resist its existence, it will not help. "

Jingji Xiayan's voice sounded in Feng Xinzhi's mind.

The bewitchment from the sorcerer was not as evil as imagined, on the contrary, it was full of the elders' attention and respect for the younger generation.

But, of course, this is unbelievable.

Hearing these words, Feng Xinzhi didn't react at all, he stood silently in front of the window, his eyes reflected in the moonlight were so calm that there was no emotion at all.

The whole person exudes a very cold breath.

He listened to Kyogoku Xiayan's emphasis word by word, as if he wanted to make him fully accept this fact.

"After assimilation, you are a "demon from heaven". "

For a long while, Feng Xinzhi, who didn't answer, seemed to acquiesce, and the drooping hair covered the emotion in his eyes.

He seemed to be thinking about something, his fingertips trembled slightly, spinning the mantra.

In an instant, the "Study Building Hanging Hall" was forcibly opened.

Kyogoku Xia Yan, who was staying inside, was startled, and was shocked and puzzled by Feng Xinzhi who came suddenly.

Did he actually forcibly enter his "born realm"?

"Born Realm" is what conjurers say, in other words, it can be called "inner world".

"It's not forcible entry." Feng Xinzhi pushed open the door of the library and walked straight in. His voice was cold, "It's because I want to enter, and it doesn't stop me."

Not only supernatural powers, but even the "Born Realm" is merging, even though his field is only a vague concept now.

After hearing this explanation, Kyogoku Natsuhiko laughed softly, knowing what it meant with his wisdom.

This means that Feng Xinzhi can fully accept everything about the sorcerer.

"Study Building Hanging Hall" is the final product of the fusion of his lifelong beliefs and ideas. It is a unique and irreplaceable self-world.

"That's really nice."

Pushing his glasses, Kyogoku Xiayan expressed a strong welcome to Feng Xinzhi, and enthusiastically began to explain the layout of the "Study Building and Hanging Hall" to him.

Originally, he wanted to introduce Feng Xinzhi when he entered the library for the first time, but that time Feng Xinzhi ignored him and left.

After finally catching this opportunity, it is natural to introduce it with a positive attitude.

"The books here are not dead, they are just sleeping. Once awakened, both books and people will come alive."

"In addition, I personally think that all languages ​​are spells, paper with words on them are charms, and all books are spell tools."

As if echoing Kyogoku Natsuhiko's words, all the books on the bookshelf emitted more or less different lights, and it was the books themselves that gave birth to the magic power.

Jingji Xiayan walked down from the third floor, like a learned elder, he explained everything in the library to Feng Xinzhi in detail.

In fact, he is indeed a knowledgeable terroir researcher, who knows folklore, customs, and grotesques like the back of his hand.

He didn't care about Feng Xinzhi's almost indifferent expression, and instilled his ideas in detail.

To eradicate evil is to eradicate humanity.

Then he will drag Feng Xinzhi into the abyss of crime, and let his successor become a sorcerer who uses supernatural powers and tricks to manipulate the world into his hands.

Feng Xinzhi stared at everything in the library with indifference, and whispered in his ears the demon who once disregarded human life and laughed at people's hearts.

He looked towards the dome of the study building, and the huge "hang" character seemed to be silently looking down at the various changes below.

The suspended lights flickered, and a psychedelic blue mist rose out.

The library, the hanging hall.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent.

……

High School of Magic.

Xia Youjie was firmly bound in a small room covered with spell seals.

He looked at Gojo Satoru, who was sneaking around and trying to sneak him into the High School of Conjuration, and was almost speechless.

"Hey, hey, isn't it, Wu, are you planning to cover me up?"

According to the regulations of the conjuration world, judging from the crimes he committed, he could be executed directly, but at this time Wujo Wu chose to put him in the conjuration college without anyone noticing.

So, really don't give him a "Cang"?Or "he" and "茈" are also fine.

"What are you talking about, Jay?"

Gojo Satoru, who took off his bandages and changed into a pair of sunglasses, looked at his best friend confined in the small space, with a light tone.

"Of course those who are full of evil should die."

Back then, when Xia Youjie had just betrayed the High School of Conjuration, he didn't have the heart to kill him, but of course it won't be like this now.

The super curse master must die.

Xia Youjie tilted his head and squinted at Gojo Satoru, with a careless expression on his face, and his voice prolonged.

"oh, I see--"

There is no ups and downs in the tone, and there is no fear of facing death at all.

This aroused Gojo Satoru's dissatisfaction.

"Be serious, hey! Shouldn't you be thinking about how to escape from prison at this time, and you just resigned to your fate like this!"

Hearing this, Xia Youjie looked at Wujo Wu with the eyes of an idiot, and felt that Wujo Wu didn't seem to have changed at all over the years.

It's as if they are still the best partners who can deliver each other's back.

Gee.

After the joke, Gojo Satoru became serious. He found a chair, sat on it facing the back of the chair, and assumed an attitude of interrogation.

"Tell me honestly, your reason for attacking the students and your ultimate goal."

Xia Youjie shrugged and did not hide anything.

"Of course it's for the "Box of Enchantment". If I didn't find a chance to break into the high school, I would have attacked "Qimoto Lixiang" a long time ago. "

There are two special grades, one can give birth to a curse spirit, and the other is a queen of curses. Only one of them can get twice the result with half the effort.

"Speaking of the ultimate goal, it is natural to want to create a world where only magicians exist, but before that—"

He showed a malicious smile, with a dark abyss in his eyes, facing the strongest man in the magic world, his voice was low.

"Let's curse and kill each other."

……

A few days later, the classroom.

Yigu Youtai let out a low cry of shock, with an innocent and bewildered expression.

"Because there are not enough people in the second and third grades, so Zhizhi and I want to participate?"

Gojo Satoru stretched out a finger, shook it, and solemnly pointed out the loopholes in Yigu Yuta's words.

"It's not a competition! It's an exchange meeting, do you understand the exchange meeting?"

There are two Conjuration High Schools in Japan, Tokyo Li and Kyoto Li, and sister school exchange meetings are held every year.

However, basically not many students will actually conduct academic exchanges.

Feng Xinzhi didn't object to participating in the exchange meeting, he was more concerned about it.

"Going to Kyoto?"

It is quite far away, and it may be a bit late to rush back to Yokohama after the day's competition.

"Yes, because the exchange meeting was held at the school that won last year, it will take two days to go to Kyoto."

Gojo Satoru explained cheerfully.

"By the way, I will accompany you all the way!"

In case, the two special grades, Youta and Zhi, accidentally lose control, the Kyoto school will probably be gone.

Feng Xinzhi, who did not refuse to participate in the exchange meeting, was thinking about how to tell Osamu Dazai about it.

Even if you don't show it on the surface, you will still feel a little lost... I guess.

After sorting out his wording, Feng Xinzhi called Osamu Dazai.

Anyway, the deal was done, it was only two days, at worst he would go back to Yokohama every night.

The author has something to say: Osamu Dazai who answered the phone happily: ...is dry.

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