I survive in a high-risk world by writing essays

Although it felt a bit strange, I thought about it and still put away the fishing rod and followed.

The so-called teleconference room is actually in the castle tower... Oh, yes, I actually don’t know how to call this building, and it looks a bit like the castle tower in the ancient Honmaru. , just called it that way, in fact, I don't know what the real name of this building is.

Normally speaking, Liangzi and his curse spirits would not be able to get close to this place, but when Liangzi followed, Principal Yemo turned a blind eye and didn't say anything.

In the end, Ryoko followed to the door of the teleconference room and was unable to go in. I walked in by myself.

It is said to be a remote conference room or something, but it is definitely different from the remote video conference of a large company in the public perception...very different.

In this empty room, there are only a few things like door panels standing on the ground, forming a circle, on which hangs the only light in the room, which only illuminates that small area.

After walking a few steps, I stopped and looked at the things like door panels.

...Could this door panel be used for 'remote meeting'?Otherwise, I don't think there is anything else in this place besides these.

As I was thinking this way, the door suddenly creaked shut.

In a quiet environment, the squeak was particularly clear and long.

I went to look at the door panels again, and saw some crooked figures emerging from those door panels, most of them looked like old grandpas and grandma, only one had a little black hair.

At this time, I didn't feel much, but I just felt that the high-level aging of the spell was quite serious, and I didn't feel energetic.

But how should I put it... This remote video conference room is quite retro, but in essence, it is similar to a video conference in an ordinary company.

So I was a little curious at the beginning and then I didn't feel it anymore. I kept quiet and waited for these high-level spells to speak first to say the purpose of seeing me.

Speaking of this trip, it was actually expected and reasonable.

"Ibuki Sake, because he possesses special-grade spell spirits and several first-level spell spirits, he joined the Tokyo School of Curse Arts." One of the old man's high-ranking mantras on the 'door panel' slowly said my message, the kind of old man The haggard and gloomy tone makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Sensitively, I sensed a hint of unfriendliness, raised my eyebrows and said nothing.

The person on the door panel said in a high-ranking tone, as if he had given me a great favor, "Since you already have the ability to exorcise curses to a certain extent, we finally decided to grant you the status of a first-level conjurer."

"However, since you haven't made enough achievements to become a first-level conjurer, this assessment is only temporary. You need to remove enough first-level curses to officially become a first-level conjurer." On the other door panel, these Said the only middle-aged man in the top management.

After the middle-aged man said this, the other senior executives seemed to have other opinions, and there were rustling discussions that I couldn't hear clearly.

I stand in the middle of the 'door' surrounded by the overhead light,

I probably have a bottom in my heart.

If I said that before I came here, I was still curious, and I wanted to listen carefully to what some of the top people in the magic world had to say.So now I know what my attitude towards these old people should be.

To put it bluntly, I am not a magician, nor did I live in a feudal environment with strict hierarchy—nor have I experienced the life of a worker, so I have no respect for these leaders and high-level people.

"Sorry, wait a minute." But even so, I waited patiently until the old man finished speaking, and then raised my hand and said slowly, "I said...becoming a magician should not be asked first. Is it the intention of the person involved? I have no intention of becoming a conjurer."

Coincidentally, Principal Ye Moth and I just talked about related topics, and here we are going to confer the status of a first-level conjurer.

He also acted as if he had given me so much favor and wanted me to be grateful.

The rustling discussions on the 'door panel' fell silent.

After a while, a hoarse voice sounded as if he had expected it long ago, "Super-level spell spirits and first-level spell spirits with super lethality cannot be held by an ordinary person. In that case, hand over those spell spirits." .Someone will use them better."

...

If it wasn't for the concern that these old people would immediately use all their strength in the magic world to chase and kill me, I would almost have said what was in my heart.

'How did you manage to say such shameless things so confidently? '

However, considering that an old man like this is sometimes surprisingly thick-skinned, and sometimes surprisingly thin-skinned, I finally maintained a seemingly good-natured smile, "I won't do it."

"You have no right to refuse. There are only two choices: becoming a magician or giving up the magic spirit you hold."

I listened to the cruel words from the person on the 'door panel', and then I didn't say a word, didn't answer a word, I just maintained the superficial politeness and waited until the high-level mantra took the initiative to disconnect the 'video link' and disappeared from the door panel , then turned around and walked out the door, took out the mobile phone in his pocket and stopped recording.

Well, it's cool to refuse for a while, and it's cool to keep refusing all the time.

But if this situation has come into being now, he has to consider a way out.

I don’t know if there is any connection between the magic world and the political world, but according to the analysis of the situation, the possibility of no relationship is very low, but it seems that the connection is not very close, otherwise the military and government should have a means to deal with the curse instead of relying entirely on the curse The sorcerer came to cast off the curse.

If you really can't stay in Japan, you can go abroad. I remember that Bo Zhi's family also has the intention to develop abroad. I will persuade Mr. Bo Zhi to take his mother to other countries in advance, just in case.

After going out, Ryoko and Principal Ye Moth were still outside.

I nodded slightly to Principal Ye Moth as farewell, and took Ryoko back without saying anything.

When I returned to the downstairs of the dormitory, I saw Gojo Satoru hurriedly coming from outside the school, as if he had just come back.

It's coming my way.

I stop.

"Did you go to see the higher-ups?" Gojo Satoru asked before stopping.

I nodded, thought for a while and turned on the recording on the phone for him to listen to by himself. After all, repeating it is quite troublesome.

"It seems that I can move out from here." I said casually, "How about you do me a favor at the end? Help me find a car to take me down after I pack up?"

I think according to Gojo Satoru's character, he shouldn't catch me on the spot after knowing the decision of the high-level mantra, and hand over errands to the high-level.

"Wait, don't leave in a hurry, it's not the first time that group of old guys who don't know what's good or bad have done this kind of thing." Gojo Satoru didn't seem too surprised after listening to the recording, but hooked the blindfold with some helplessness "Before you decide to leave, Sake, why don't you ask my side?"

I followed suit, "Oh, so which team are you on?"

"You were involved by me, and of course I'm on your side."

Um...

I pondered for a moment, and said tactfully, "Even if you are on my side, what can you, a teacher in the school, do?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly fell into a strange silence.

"Then what, didn't I tell you that I'm the strongest... come on?"

I blinked.

Because Wujo Wujo's words are so light and flirtatious, I don't really believe them.

How can someone say that he has the ceiling of combat power? Such words should exist in other people's mouths, right?

"It's true!" Wujo Satoru also seriously thought about how to prove that he is really the strongest as the strongest himself, and he couldn't just put a carp in place or open a field.He had no choice but to gesture and say, "Did you see the 'boom' shot on the day of the sister school exchange meeting? That's what I did. I can use skills like that without interruption. Not the best!"

"Anyway, none of those old bones can be taken over, so you can rest assured now?"

I just watched Gojo Satoru boasting quietly like this.

"Oh."