A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

Xia Youjie, once enrolled in the Tokyo Metropolitan Conjuration College, was ranked as the strongest alongside Gojo Satoru of the same period, and naturally became one of the only three super conjurers.

Then he defected.

With endless anger, after killing hundreds of ordinary people with curses, and with new ideals in mind, he resolutely defected and became a super curse master wanted by the magic world.

For his ideal - to kill all non-sorcerers and create a world with only conjurers - Xia Youjie did not hesitate to face Wujo Wu, declare war on the world of sorcerers, and go on a night tour of hundreds of ghosts!

And his real purpose--to capture the super-class cursing spirit Qiben Lixiang of the super-class magician Yota Oto, but he was defeated by their so-called pure love!

In the end, when he was seriously injured, he confronted the former Gojo Satoru, and Xia Youjie suddenly resigned to his fate.

Because, no matter what, he hated non-artists from the bottom of his heart.Now this world can't make him laugh from the bottom of his heart.

But Xia Youjie never expected that he closed his eyes and did not usher in death. Instead, he fell and landed in a strange place.

At the same time, when I saw a familiar yet unfamiliar person, I also saw——

The past him!

"Two Jays??!"

Hearing Zhimeng's exclamation, Xia Youjie hurriedly approached, subconsciously blocked Zhimeng behind him, and then met the gaze of the person in the alley——

The stars were shining brightly tonight, and there were street lamps nearby. With the stars and lights, Xia Youjie, who had good eyesight, was able to clearly see the appearance of the person inside.

After Weaving Dreams, Xia Youjie was also shocked.

This, this person is... another him? !

Yes, even though the man in the alley was disheveled and had a broken arm, the mana on that face was indeed good for him!

However, Xia Youjie still pressed Zhimeng, who wanted to take the lead, behind him, restrained his shock, and smiled authentically as usual.

"It's a good technique, it almost fooled me."

Yes, besides being another him, there might be some kind of magical effect!

Xia Youjie didn't forget that Zhimeng was followed by someone just this morning.

Now suddenly a seriously injured person just like him appeared on Zhimeng's way home... This made him unable to think much about it!

Suspicious, too suspicious!

In short, compared to the fact that this person is another him who does not know where, it is better to say that the secret plot of those malicious people against Zhimeng is credible.

"I think..." Zhimeng appeared from behind him again, looking at the young man in the alley with a subtle tone.

"This doesn't seem to be the effect of a spell!"

Xia Youjie, who was thwarted by his own side: ...

Smiling slightly, Xia Youjie stretched out his hand and continued to press the head next to his arm back without changing his face.

"Weaving Meng, you are too naive."

The black-haired ball-headed boy stared coldly at the silent young man in the alley: "A bad guy doesn't have a bad guy written on his face."

Hearing this, Zhimeng, who showed his head again, looked at the young man in the opposite alley who was sitting on the ground with his back against the wall, lost one arm and was obviously seriously injured, with loose black hair.

Looking at their lineup that was intact and capable of beating super-level curse spirits at any time, they fell silent for a while.

Weaving Dream: "I think...we look more like bad guys."

Not only is it two-on-one, but two people bully a disabled person together... Isn't this a large-scale scene of bullying the weak?

Xia Youjie: ...

The seriously injured young man on the opposite side: "Pfft!"

"Zhimeng, I told you—" Xia Youjie, who was dismantled again, gritted his teeth: "If you don't want to be hated by everyone, you must never learn to be so indecent!"

Weaving Meng has become so KY now, no matter how you think about it, it's Wu's fault!

He said so, but the strength with which he stretched out his hand to press down Zhimeng's head was still so gentle, and the figure standing in front of him never moved away.

Seeing that he seemed to be angry, Zhimeng was pushed back obediently.

As for Xia Youjie, the atmosphere had already been destroyed by Dream Weaving anyway, so he simply asked directly: "Who sent you here? The high-level? Or the Curser?"

The young man covered the injury on his right shoulder with his left hand, but the blood was still flowing out and smiled meaningfully at him.

"Who am I, do you really not know?"

Xia Youjie's face turned cold in an instant, and his long and narrow purple eyes seemed to be frozen in ice.

"You really don't know?" Seeing that he didn't answer, the young man with a broken arm looked helpless, but the smile on his mouth never fell.

"Then let me introduce myself—"

"I am a super curse master, Xia Youjie."

His eyes fell on the black-haired ball-headed boy who was obviously stunned, and the smile of the broken-armed youth widened instantly.

"Yes, the future you!"

"Liar!"

Before Xia Youjie reacted, Zhimeng sprang out from behind him and stood in front of his friend, retorting with an unquestionable face.

"Jie is so gentle, how could he be a curse master in the future!"

"We also made an appointment to change the magic world together!"

Xia Youjie came back to his senses, seeing Zhimeng standing in front of him without hesitation, he couldn't help softening his eyes.

On the other side, the young man with a broken arm who claimed to be the future Xia Youjie sneered.

"Gentle? Are those monkeys worthy?"

Damn those monkeys!

"Monkey?" Zhimeng was taken aback for a moment, then looked at him unhappily: "We are not monkeys!"

How can you call Goku and Nitro and the seniors monkeys!It's too much!

Xia Youjie also couldn't help frowning, stretched out his hand to embrace Zhimeng and stepped back, side by side with him, then looked at [Xia Youjie] coldly.

"Enough, don't be rude to my friends."

It's really rude to call others a monkey or something. Is this really the future him?

really!Sure enough, the technique has changed!

Then I saw [Xia Youjie] smiling at Zhimeng, and even explained quite gently.

"No, the monkey I'm talking about is not you, but those non-magic masters... those who caused the birth of the curse spirit, damn monkey!"

At the end, the originally gentle voice instantly turned cold and disgusted.

But it's okay if he doesn't explain, Zhimeng is just a little angry.But Zhimeng was stunned by this explanation.

"What, what?"

The young man with a high black ponytail and a soft and delicate face under the moonlight looked at him for a moment as if he was looking at some incredible existence.

"You are lying, Jie said that he must protect the non-magician!"

Also because he is too responsible, he regards the safety of the non-magician as his own responsibility, and he is worried that he will go astray in the future... Wait, he must have guessed it right!

But Xia Youjie, he didn't want to talk to this person who didn't know if it was true or not, so he took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call.

"Weaving Meng, ignore him, we'll just hand him over to Teacher Ye Moth."

Anyway, it's the curse master!

"Wait, Jie!" Zhimeng stretched out his hand to stop him from making a phone call, and looked at [Xia Youjie] who was smiling at him in the alley, seemingly fearless, feeling complicated for a while.

"No matter what, he looks like Jay... This will cause trouble for Jay."

Zhimeng said.

He didn't forget that the high-level people in their magic world were not good people.

What if they used this reason of the future curse master Xia Youjie to attack Jie?

"Can't go to college."

Zhimeng couldn't refuse and said: "Take him to my house."

What Zhimeng could think of, Xia Youjie could naturally think of too.But Zhimeng's act of wanting to protect him and put it into action is still very useful to Xia Youjie.

But Xia Youjie still refused: "You have too many non-art masters, it's inconvenient, you'd better go to a college."

Leaving aside the other senior executives, he still trusts Teacher Ye Moth very much.

"Did Jie forget?" Zhimeng smiled slyly: "I bought a new house today."

"There's no one around there, and no one knows where it is at the moment."

Just right for Tibetans.

Xia Youjie thought about it and thought it was okay.

But—"Zhimeng, don't you want to move tomorrow?"

Putting in a dangerous curse master now, he might start a fight at any time, and even destroy Zhimeng's new house.

Regarding this, Zhimeng smiled and said: "I kindly asked this gentleman to live in a new house. If he destroys my house, I can only hand him over to the higher-ups in exchange for a bonus to buy a new house."

After all——"My money didn't come from the wind. This gentleman should be considerate of me who don't have much savings."

Seeing Zhimeng uttering scary words with a natural expression, Xia Youjie suddenly burst out laughing.

"As expected of Weaving Dreams."

[Xia Youjie] also laughed: "Are you so confident that I will go with you?"

Weaving Meng tilted his head, and blinked at him with a bright smile: "So I said, sir, please understand us."

After saying that, he decisively stretched out his index finger and thumb, and attacked him like a gun.

[Xia Youjie], who was always on guard, jumped up without hesitation and retreated quickly, dodging the spell ball attack.

But when he stopped, the fog quietly floating in front of his eyes made him in a trance for an instant, and the drowsiness swept over him like a tide.

In a daze, [Xia Youjie] suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen fog before——

There was a plop, the sound of the young man with a broken arm falling to the ground.

Seeing this, Xia Youjie, who was about to do something, couldn't help looking at Zhimeng in surprise: "What's wrong with him?"

"Falling asleep." Zhimeng explained: "It is a derivative move recently researched, and it seems to have a good effect."

He brought down a person who was said to be a super curse master all at once, and he thought he would have to try a few more times.

Zhimeng looked at the young man's severed arm that was still bleeding, and added: "But it must have something to do with his serious injury."

After saying that, he approached the young man with the broken arm who fell to the ground and fell asleep.

To be on the safe side, after releasing the hypnotic mist on him a few more times, Zhimeng crouched down to check his injuries with confidence.

"The whole arm is gone, who hurt him like this?"

He looked very powerful, but he was beaten so badly?

"You want to treat him?" Xia Youjie, who came up behind him, disapproved when he saw this.

"He's dangerous!"

After curing the other party, what if you want to do something to them?

It's not that he is afraid of the other party, but that the other party, who is a curse master, must know more despicable tricks than them. Xia Youjie is afraid that weaving dreams will suffer.

"But leave it alone, and he will die."

Zhimeng was a little hesitant, he couldn't bear to have Jie's face after all.

"Just stop the bleeding for him, don't we still have to ask him?"

Saying that, Zhimeng had already started to stop the bleeding for him.

Xia Youjie looked at him helplessly, but still didn't say anything, just summoned the flying magic spirit they used to sit on.

"Come up then."

Asking Zhimeng to sit on it first, Xia Youjie reached out to pick up the so-called other self, and took him to sit behind.

Then, the curse spirit soared into the sky.

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Curse Master?In the future, I will be a teacher with Satoru!