After defeating the strongest conjurer, I lost my horse

The second time Yoshino Junpei met that grey-blue haired curse spirit was in the movie theater he often went to.

The mantra was sitting in the front row of the cinema, turning around and smiling at him as if he knew he was here.

Yoshino Junpei ignored it, and the first thought that came to his mind was to leave quickly.

Because Mr. Kazama told him not to approach this curse spirit when he sees it.

This super magic spirit is very dangerous, no matter what he says, you can't believe it.

But the curse spirit blocked his way just as he was about to leave.

"Don't be so vigilant." Sensing the vigilance of the other party, the real person took the initiative to step back and widen the distance between them.

Sensing the opponent's movement, Yoshino Junpei slightly relaxed his posture of being ready to attack at any time, and took a step back to widen the distance between them.

As Kazama-sensei said, this special-level curse spirit is very strange.

It's obviously a curse spirit, but it behaves like a human being.

"If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it as soon as I saw you." The other party leaned on the back of the chair with one hand resting on his chin.

"Yodotsuki!" Hearing this, Yoshino Junpei immediately summoned his shikigami.

A huge jellyfish appeared behind him, its soft tentacles turned into sharp thorns and stabbed at the curse spirit in front of him.

"I thought it was a technique to focus on defense." The opponent dodged his attack with ease, "So it can not only defend but also attack?"

The real man slowly narrowed his eyes, and the eyes were the dark light mixed with cruelty and pleasure when the hunter spied on the prey.

"Junpei, I'm not mistaken, you really are very talented."

"What the hell are you trying to do!"

"I've said that I don't mean anything malicious." Masato still smiled, "Shunpei, I'm here to help you. My name is Masato. Your teacher should have mentioned me to you."

"I don't want to hear anything from you." Yoshino Junpei turned his head and wanted to leave.

However, the other party's next sentence made him stop in an instant.

"Even if it's about your teacher's life and death, doesn't it matter?"

"What did you say?!"

"You should have seen that person, the eldest son of the Chanyuan family. He was specially sent by the high-level conjurers to execute curse masters. He is a special first-class conjurer."

"Your teacher is the curser, he came to kill your teacher."

"How is it possible!" Yoshino Junpei suddenly raised his voice, "What nonsense are you talking about! Sensei, he..."

Teacher, how could he be a curse master.

"If you don't believe it, you can take a look at this." The real person said as he reached out and tore off his shirt, revealing the wound on his chest that was still festering and bleeding.

Yoshino Junpei could feel the frighteningly deep resentment on that wound at a glance.

This curse spirit is not lying, this is indeed a wound left by a curse master.

"You are also a conjurer, you should be able to tell that the injuries on my body were done by the conjurer, or by the curser."

"A few days ago during the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, a curse spirit set up a tent, and that tent would prevent all first-level and special-level magicians from entering." Zhenren said.

"You know it yourself, right? Your teacher came to save you, didn't you? Do you really think that a simple second-level magician is capable of breaking through the siege of so many magic spirits alone, and saving you and your mother from the ghosts?" Can the heartland of the night walk be rescued?"

Yoshino Junpei was silent.

He knew that the curse spirit's words were not to be trusted, but he had indeed seen that strange magician in school, and he had indeed heard about the curser from Maki-senpai.

This curse spirit didn't lie, he hit everything.

Although he didn't know who the curse master was, he didn't dare to bet.

Because Mr. Kazama was the only one who entered the tent to save him that day.

He must not let the teacher have an accident.

Yoshino Junpei clenched his hands.

Even if the teacher is a curse master, he can't let those people hurt him.

No matter what the price.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple." The real person spread his hands and shrugged in a relaxed tone.

"Tonight, you bring that man here, and I'll help you kill him."

"It's very common for super-level curse spirits to kill people, so no one will be suspicious."

"When the time comes, you can put all the curse master's affairs on me."

As he spoke, he looked into the other person's eyes with satisfaction, shaken and flustered for a moment.

He knew that his desired prey had been hooked.

"You like your teacher very much, don't you?" Makoto reached out and flicked the jellyfish tentacles floating in midair, "Even your shikigami's name bears the shadow of that teacher."

"As long as that magician is dead, those high-level magicians won't bother your teacher anymore."

"Then what do you want?" Yoshino Junpei's eyes fell on his face.

"I just want to be your friend."

"Junpei, isn't it the first time we've met?" Masato slowly lowered his voice.

"From the first time I saw you, I knew that you and I were the same kind of people."

In the middle of the night, there was thunder in the sky outside the window, and Kannazuki was awakened by the thunder.

There was no sound of rain outside the window, Kannazuki stuck her head out of the bed, and several missed calls were displayed on the screen of the mobile phone placed beside the bed.

It's Yoshino Junpei and Gojo Satoru.

He picked up the phone with trembling hands, and then there was another thunder outside the window, as if rolling from a far away place, followed by lightning, which dazzled his eyes for a while.

Sitting by the bed, Kannazuki Kyou suddenly had an ominous premonition for some reason.

He opened the message bar on his phone, and the number on the top was Junpei.

The email inside was only one sentence.

[Your student is in my hands, if you want to save him, come to XXXXX——real person]

Kannazuki tightly clenched her hands.

He looked up and saw the lightning and glass shining in the gaps in the curtains, and the bone-chilling ice blue cast a pale shadow in his eyes.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Yoshino Junpei took the man to the place mentioned earlier under the pretext of discovering the curse master.

"Boy, how far is the place you're talking about." Zenyuan Naoya's tone sounded very impatient.

If it weren't for the old man in the family who insisted on giving him this task, he really didn't expect to meet Gojo Satoru to deal with these crap things.

Especially the brat in front of him is submissive in his speech, and he seems to be vague about his directions.

"Mr. Chanyuan, the curse master should be right ahead." Yoshino Junpei clenched his fingers nervously.

He is not good at lying. He didn't think too much about it when he agreed to come down at the beginning, and he didn't regret it until he really brought people over.

"I may have misremembered." Yoshino Junpei stopped abruptly.

He still couldn't do it.

In order to protect the teacher to kill innocent people, if he really did such a thing, Mr. Kazama would never forgive him.

"Huh? What did you say?" Zenyuan Naozai didn't expect that he would be tricked by a brat when he went out in the middle of the night, "Did you—"

The voices in my ears stopped abruptly.

Yoshino Junpei turned his head suddenly, the surrounding space seemed to be cut off by something in an instant, and the people who were following him just disappeared.

"Good job, Junpei." The real person who appeared in front of him casually fiddled with the phone in his hand, "I didn't expect you to really bring someone here."

Yoshino Junpei was taken aback, he wanted to back down, but this was the end of the matter, he had no other choice.

"What you promised me, you should now fulfill."

"Of course." The real person tilted his head and smiled.

It's time to start.

Like a human being, plan everything from the beginning.

Start with the layout, calculate carefully and steadily, watch with a cold eye, and finally close the net perfectly.

He likes to imitate human behavior in dealing with things, and is careful to calculate for his purpose.

As long as it can satisfy his desire, it doesn't hurt to sacrifice anyone.

The real man smiled happily.

It's really addictive, this feeling of creating tragedy and despair by yourself.

Human beings, no matter how strong they are, once they have weaknesses, they will be vulnerable.

So, Tsukikazama, what are you going to do?

To watch your students die in front of you, or to save your good students with your spells that, if used, would be deemed heretical and immediately punished with death.

"Junpei." Masato gently put his hand on the shoulder of the person beside him.

The icy cold touch that doesn't feel like human beings, like clinging to a sticky and cold poisonous snake, slowly swimming around his neck in a terrifying way.

"Do you know how to undo the curse on me?" Cursing Spirit whispered in his ear with a smile.

"There are only two ways to undo the curse on me."

"One is that the curser who cast the spell took the initiative to help me untie it, and the second is that the curser who cast the curse died."

"Of course I don't have the teacher who is confident that I can kill you."

"But those two super conjurers can."

Yoshino Junpei opened his eyes tremblingly.

The curse spirit behind him was close to his ear, and the ending sound was rising, with a look of joy and madness.

"By the way, I think you may not know why your teacher risked the spell being discovered and cursed me."

"It's all for you, Junpei." There was an insolent smile that could not be concealed in the voice close to his ear.

The despair and hatred of human beings are such a wonderful existence to him.

So, hate it a little more.

"Because I planned the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk that almost killed you and your mother a few days ago."

Be a little more desperate.

"Your teacher knows that I almost killed his student, so he will let me die at all costs."

It's all because of you, it's all because of you who killed the teacher who protected you and was even willing to die for you.

"So you are really stupid and naive." You actually believed what a curse spirit said.

……

Yoshino Junpei felt as if a hole had been torn open in his heart.

All those annoyances and regrets that could not be repented, those pains that were cramped in his heart and had nowhere to go, all flooded into his heart at this moment.

But it was too late.

"It's almost time." Zhenren shrugged as he watched the figure approaching rapidly not far away, "After all, I don't want to die in Kazamayue's hands."

"But it's still okay to give him a memorable gift."

The hand on his shoulder tightened slowly at this moment.

Yoshino Junpei could clearly feel a burst of icy mantra pouring into his body.

"Inaction to change—"

When Kannazuki arrived, there was no sign of that special curse spirit in the huge room.

Someone was lying on the ground in the middle of the room, half of his body was human, and half of his body was a strangely shaped curse spirit.

It's Yoshino Junpei.

Kannazuki felt that the blood flowing in his veins was slowly freezing into ice.

"Shunpei..."

As if recognizing his voice, the child had tears in his eyes and struggled to get to his feet, reaching out as if trying to grab the hem of his clothes.

But he couldn't move anymore.

Wuwei Transformation transformed his body but not his soul, such an injury, even Jiarui Nitzi, who is good at reversal techniques, can't do anything.

"Shunpei..."

Kannazuki tried to grab his hand.

But the kid didn't hold him back.

He just looked at him quietly with those teary eyes.The last words spoken before dying were neither fear nor help.

He says--

"Teacher, I'm sorry..."

A moment of silence.

It seems that the whole world is frozen at this moment.

Kannazuki looked down at the dead boy lying in his arms, the blue and purple eyes were reflected into a strange and dazzling scarlet by the blood.

"System." Kannazuki spoke hoarsely.

The pink rabbit came out of the screen upon hearing the sound.

【Kiss. 】

"I know you have a way."

"No matter how long it is, tell me how to save him."

【Kiss, you also know the price of reversing life and death, which cannot be solved by consuming lifespan. 】

"So what to use!"

"Tell me how to save him! No matter what the price is, what you need now is to tell me the way, and then shut up."

[There is a spell in the enchantment formula that can bring the dead back to life, but the price is too high——]

"what do you need."

【one eye. 】The pink rabbit paused.

A moment of silence.

Kannazuki bowed his head and gently took off the mask, his long silver hair fell down, he raised his hand and pierced his finger into the eye socket.

Blood began to splatter, and severe stinging pain spread with the movement of fingers embedded in flesh and blood.

He held the bloody eyeball and put the mask back on.

Blood slid down, and the snow-white fox's face seemed to be crying blood.

He picked up Junpei's body and walked out of the room step by step.

Probably because of the approaching rainstorm, there were no stars or bright moon in the sky overhead, and even the sound of the wind was holding its breath.

Kanna Tsukikage felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless swamp, he was powerless to struggle and could only allow himself to sink deeper and deeper.

"Pa—" a knife flew past his cheek.

It's Naoya Zen Academy.

"So you are the curse master." Zenyuan Naoya said, "I didn't expect to be a teacher inside the school. It seems that the leadership of Tokyo Curse College really needs to be replaced."

"Don't stop me." Kanna Tsukikage ignored the other party's words, just walked past him with Junpei in his arms.

The outline of the shoji door hovering behind him emerged, and the door painted with the face of resentment opened suddenly, and what appeared from it was a skeleton wrapped in blue ghost fire.

A ghost made up of tens of thousands of dead souls, the resentment attached to him can resist all spell attacks.

Kannazuki looked down at the boy who was no longer breathing in his arms, his face was expressionless, but the end of his red eyes was bloodshot.

"Junpei, Sensei won't let you die."

The blue will-o'-the-wisp swayed without wind, and the snow-blue flame ignited from his palm.

Yujin Yuzhang, who was far away in the high school, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, black lines appeared under his eyes, and the spell power belonging to the double-faced Nuo surged in his body, but he could not break through the barrier set by the divine words. bondage.

"Damn it!" Su Nuo on both sides joined hands together and formed a seal.

He could clearly feel that familiar force, the god who had deceived him without permission, and he knew he was nearby.

"The field expands—Chef Fumo!"

"Spirit-enchanting technique—return from death!"

The snow-blue flames gathered in an instant, and the boy who had been transformed by Wuwei began to return to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the body that should have died gradually began to breathe and heartbeat.

A pitch-black mirror surface emerged from Kannazuki's body. Under the mirror surface were the dead bones of the underworld, the sea of ​​flames in purgatory, and countless evil spirits and fierce ghosts entangled and bitten.

Kannazuki stood up with difficulty, her long hair was loose and her ankle was bleeding.

Skeletons entwined with blue will-o'-the-wisps surround him, with the blade down, in a completely protective posture.

But even the desolate skeleton can't stop the attack of the strongest magician with the pupil of the sky.

Kannazuki Kyou felt herself falling into a warm embrace.

The hand pressing his shoulder was hot, but there was no warmth in those eyes, only thick dark patches, which were terribly cold.

Kannazuki no longer had the strength to speak, half of his shaking eyes were soaked in blood, he was panting weakly with his head up, the blood stained the hand pinching his neck red.

"Teacher Wutiao, are you going to kill me?" He raised his head slightly, his blood-stained fingers ran across the blood-stained fox's face, and finally placed them on the hands of the person in front of him.

He raised his hand, and lightly landed on the most vulnerable part of his neck. The blood-discolored fingertips were set against the scarlet, which was shockingly dazzling.

"Sorry, I lied to you."

Kannazuki smiled, he thought that he was probably in extreme embarrassment now.

The person in front of him didn't speak, just looked at him, but he could clearly feel the trembling coming from the other person.

Whether it was anger or something else, he didn't know.

Kannazuki looked up.

With only one eye left, he could no longer see clearly. He was in so much pain that he could only barely focus his sight, staring at the man's face that loomed faintly in the thick darkness.

Taking off the blindfold, those clear and pure eyes like the blue sea and the sky seem to be trying to hold back something.

But he couldn't see clearly what the other party was thinking at this moment, he just felt so tired.

"Teacher Wutiao, you always have concerns in inexplicable places."

Obviously a person like you should not be born with weaknesses.

But your occasional compassion and gentleness are always taken advantage of by those with malicious intentions.

Kannazuki held down that hand and raised his neck.

"Go ahead."