Enchantment high degree favorability acquisition log

Although it is not very common for conjurers to defect and become curse masters, it is actually not too rare.

Shikano Chinai killed a non-magician two months ago and then defected. In fact, it didn't make much waves in the magic world.

The only special thing might be that she stabbed a super magician Xia Youjie before that.

However, everyone thought it was a sneak attack. After all, they were at the same level before and had a close relationship, and Xia Youjie didn't seem to be good at close combat.

Therefore, although the order to kill was issued, there were not many people who accepted the task.

Mainly because of Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu's weird and ambiguous attitudes.

Among them, Liuyan from Wutiao's family was looking for people all over the world, and everyone was terrified by the look of digging three feet into the ground. Those who didn't know might think that he was the one who was attacked at that time.

But the real victim, Xia Youjie, was even more strange. After being stabbed, he fell into a coma for three days, and went straight to the high-level office as soon as he woke up.

At that time, it seemed that the quarrel was very unpleasant, and the two parties broke up unhappy, and from that day on, Xia Youjie refused to accept all the tasks assigned to him by the magic world.

The high-level menacing accountability of Ye Mo Zhengdao, who had just been promoted to principal, received a response that no one could have imagined.

—— Xia Youjie dropped out of high school.

He would be officially graduating in a few months, but at this critical moment, he suddenly dropped out of school. After that, no one knew where Xia Youjie went.

As if the world evaporated.

And the only Wujo Satoru who might know is a super-grade powder keg who has become more and more irritable recently, and can catch fire at any point.

Forget it, forget it.

Not to mention that some time ago, two first-level conjurers who were sent by high-level officials to hunt down Shikano China, boasted before going to Haikou, saying that this trip would definitely bring the sinner back for execution, but in the end not only did they not bring them back, they were also stabbed on the spot waist.

Forget it, after returning, he will be mercilessly tortured by Gojo Satoru.

The process was very tragic. More than a month later, the two first-level conjurers still couldn't get out of the shadow at that time.

Whenever she sees a white-haired person, she will tremblingly cover her kidneys and mutter mechanically: "...I swear, I really don't know where she is, I really don't know."

Those who heard it were weeping, and those who saw it were sad.

Under such circumstances, the pursuit of the curse master China Kano naturally slowed down.

Maybe in a few years, this not so bad defection will be submerged in the layers of files and forgotten.

It should be like this.

But just as suddenly as her defection at the beginning—Kano China somehow hooked up with the notorious Heaven and Curse.

Not only did the two of them take on tasks on the black market together, but they also intentionally or unintentionally sabotaged several operations that were not visible to the top, causing a lot of economic losses.

Of course, most of these details are completely unknown.

The information everyone got was that the curse master China Kano had been completely in the same boat, and she was willing to degenerate.

Under such circumstances, the high-level officials once again issued a second pursuit order for Shikano China and raised him to the highest level.

——Red Hunting Order: The hunted person does not need to be brought back to the magic world for review, skips the final judgment, and can be directly killed on the spot.

Fuheshier is helping me bandage my wound.

I took off my coat and only wore a short tube top underneath.

A month ago I might have been embarrassed, but now, looking at Shier's naked upper body, I only have a firm revolutionary sentiment in my heart.

And this kind of friendship is very sacred, regardless of gender.

I leaned against the bay window of the hotel and couldn't help yawning, feeling a little drowsy, until I felt a piercing pain in my arm.

"what!"

I couldn't hold back a short cry, and opened my eyes abruptly.

The incision that had just formed a thin layer of blood scab began to ooze again, and impatiently kicked Shi Er's thigh, I was very dissatisfied: "What did you do, how many times has this happened?"

Shi Er held the cotton swab, ground his teeth, and held back without saying anything.

It is estimated that the wound on my arm was left to stop an attack on him.

Although he kept saying that I was meddlesome, he wouldn't get hurt without me.

I can't be bothered to talk to him.

I haven't calculated how much mission reward this guy has divided me with him. The job Shier introduced to me is very simple, that is, to take missions with him in the black market.

Of course, he will take [-]% of the commission.

"Just pretend that I sold Huangquan to you with good intentions, and I support installment payment." Shi Er smiled falsely.

Ninety percent, this man's heart is darker than that of a capitalist, so I fought him on the spot.

In the end he strangled my neck, and I pressed the knife to his heart.

The two of us used this posture of passers-by to call the police, and finalized the final split, five to five points.

For every commission I order, Shi Er can directly take half of it.

I am still very dissatisfied with this, and I plan how to steal his wallet every day.

Anyway, he couldn't hold back the money in his hands.

"Did you go to bet on the horses again today?" I looked down at Shier's rough way of bandaging me, and one foot was still stepping on his elastic thigh.

How should I put it, it is stronger than the elliptical instrument I bought before.

"Hmm." He responded casually, tore off the bandage and tied a knot, then stretched out his hand to pinch my ankle.

"Who taught you, don't step on it, I will charge you."

When I was with Wujo Wuxia Youjie, I was used to it casually, but I was not used to the narrow-minded type of Shier for a while.

"Hey." I retracted my legs and crossed up.

"What, it's just so-so, not yet..." I swallowed the last half of the sentence.

Standing up and putting on his coat, he casually tucked his feet into the Martin boots on the side, not bothering to tie the shoelaces, and just walked out like that.

"gone."

"Another mission?" Shi Er tilted his head and looked at me.

I put my hands in my coat pockets and thought for a while: "It doesn't count."

She understood in seconds: "I found that you really like to make trouble for those old guys."

I bared my teeth at him: "Hmph, who made me a notorious curse master now, and my worth is no less than yours."

Shi Er smiled like a leopard ready to eat, and put his hand on my chin: "Oh, then I will kill the curser occasionally."

"If you talk like that again, I'll curse you for losing everything in the next horse race."

Shi Er let go of his hand in a dispirited way: "I haven't won anyway."

I really think it's outrageous that the gambling luck is so bad that Fuhesher is so bad.

The point is that this person seems to be possessed by an evil spirit. At least half of the money earned from the mission has been invested in this project that he has never won.

This is actually a personal choice, and I don't bother to care about it, if it wasn't for the fact that part of the money he used to bet on the horses came from my commission.

——Damn it, you might as well leave it to me if you lose to the racetrack!

Just as I was getting more and more angry, Shi Er's phone rang, and he glanced at the caller ID, showing that fake smile that could be seen through at a glance.

I realized that this is a visitor.

In fact, Shi Er is no longer a cowherd, after all, he is wanted by the magic world, but maybe this guy was really an aphrodisiac in his previous life, and not only the opposite sex but also the same sex approached him.

He treats courteous men of the same sex like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and he is very frank, but towards those women, he maintains an ambiguous attitude.

He made countless people die or live for him.

Tsk, old scumbag.

I made a face at him, Shier pressed the call button, as if to drive me away.

"It's adult time now, go back quickly, kid."

I slipped away neatly.

Swipe all the cash in his wallet before leaving.

Hey hey hey.

After numerous failures, I finally did it.

It seems that my talent for being a bad guy is also very high, I really have it.

I clicked the amount and thought to my heart's content.

When we go back, we will add vegetables to Mimiko and Nanako, and we must not forget to buy cakes on the way.

——Mimiko and Nanako are the little girls I brought out from that small village.

They seem to have no sense of security because of their previous experience, and after being rescued by me, they have developed a dependence on me similar to the nestling complex.

So even though I'm usually a little busy, I basically eat dinner with the two of them every day.

I wasn't used to this kind of life at first, but it seems to be good after a long time. The intensity of work can be adjusted by myself. As long as I don't recall the past, I can even call it a relaxed period.

Although I didn't have a complete heart-to-heart with Shier because of some things in the past, the two of us got along quite harmoniously.

Shi'er can only speak harshly, but since I defected, for some reason, his tolerance for me has skyrocketed.

I immediately followed, stepping on the bottom line of his patience, Dapeng spread his wings.

Facts have proved that people's bottom line will only get lower and lower.

I walked briskly, raised my hand and pressed the elevator button.

Walking into the elevator, I was the only one in it, and I was bored staring at the mirror in the elevator in a daze.

Black strapless tube top, army green baseball uniform and overalls that are loose and easy to move and escape at any time, and Martin boots on the feet.

——It’s not necessarily Martin boots, it’s more like military boots.

The inner layer of the upper is inlaid with iron sheets, which can make people vomit blood with a kick.

Of course, most of the time I kick curse spirits or some bad people who do all kinds of evil, after all, I don't accept the task of killing magicians.

Shir laughed at me a lot for this.

"Does anyone really care about the little bottom line you maintain?" When he said this, I was lying on his lap, awkwardly using tweezers to remove the shrapnel in his abdominal muscles.

Shi Er didn't know what he thought of, and an indescribable playfulness suddenly appeared on his cynical face.

"You might as well guess what those people said about my relationship with you?"

Hearing that, I didn't even move my eyebrows, and sprayed alcohol directly on his wound with a cold face.

Not only did Shier not cry out after being hit so suddenly, but he laughed more wantonly, like a dagger stained with blood.

"Whether it's doing all kinds of evil or being self-defeating." I raised my eyes.

"I don't even care."

--I do not care.

The person in the mirror looked familiar and unfamiliar. I was originally an avid skirt lover, but since that day, I have never worn a skirt again.

"That's cool too." I said to myself.

After comforting myself, I put on a mask and cap in the elevator and left the hotel quickly.

Although I am confident that I can beat even if someone from the magic world chases after me, but one thing more is worse than one thing less.

It’s past seven o’clock in the evening, and I’m walking alone in the dark on the streets of Tokyo, looking around and wondering which cake is more delicious.

Hey, this one seems to be good.

But just when I was about to walk in, I suddenly stopped.

Someone is following me.

And this person didn't seem to have any intention of hiding it, and he was even careless and not afraid of me finding out at all.

My face turned cold, my feet turned in the opposite direction, and I turned my head and walked into a deserted alley.

Pull it to a place where no one is there first, and then beat it violently.

I'm pretty familiar with this process.

I just don't know which guy who doesn't have long eyes this time.

Everything was under control.

Until I heard that voice that was too familiar.

"I found you, Qianna."

Breathing stagnated, I turned my head in panic, but I only had time to see the silver-white hair of the person coming, and then my eyes went black and I lost consciousness.