Those years of eating and drinking in the high school of conjuration

Mantras are produced from the negative emotions of human beings. Therefore, places where negative emotions gather, such as schools, hospitals, and casinos, are extremely easy to produce mantras.

Gorgeous and extravagant decorations, conversations over cups and cups, fake catering smiles... Men in haute couture suits and women in luxurious gowns gather together in twos and threes, and there is a war of interests without gunpowder in the words.

The Muse Underground Auction House is located in the basement of the Yamato Royal Hotel in Kyoto. It is a gold-selling cave exclusive to upper-class people that has existed since the Taisho period.

In this kind of place, the two high school students who only wore school uniforms became very conspicuous, but the people who could come in here were not simple even if they were dressed like beggars, so naturally no one would step forward to find trouble without looking long-sighted.

"Enlightenment, how's it going?" The person speaking was a black-haired boy in school uniform. He frowned slightly and looked around. Finally, he didn't seem to find what he was looking for, and turned his head to look at his friend beside him.

Picking up the black mirror with one hand, Gojo Satoru ignored the noisy high-class people, and the strange filth was reflected in those strange eyes of the sky.

"It's really strange, Jie." He simply took off the black mirror, and Gojo Satoru put his best friend's shoulders on his shoulders. .”

The abnormality here was not observed by [window], but a partner of the Gojo family, the young master of the Akashi chaebol family contacted Wujo Satoru privately to inform him that although the young master was an ordinary person, he was unexpectedly sensitive and found something wrong Later, out of the nature of a young man, he told Wujo Wu about it.

"Seijuro said that he sometimes feels the breath of the curse spirit, which is probably the reason." Gojo Satoru finally locked his eyes on the sales platform, "The source should be there, although it is rare, but if this filth is the curse spirit , it should be premium~"

"Special grade..." Xia Youjie looked at the auction table, "Then be careful not to get rid of it." His tone was full of confidence, obviously he had no doubts about his victory.

As the time when the auction was about to start, the dignitaries who were chatting with each other quieted down and sat down in their respective seats. Before casting a spell, let's take a look at the novelties in this auction.

Although it is very easy to come to this kind of place with Wujo Wu's family background, Wujo Wu has never been to this kind of ordinary people's auction. With a natural sense of separation, he would not come to this kind of place.But since everyone is here today, it's normal to be curious about this kind of auction, right?

Ordinary people's auctions are mostly auctions of rare treasures. These treasures are useless to conjurers except for their beauty and value. A modest necklace and lighter intended to be sent to parents as presents.

"Hey~ why don't you buy me a gift!" Gojo Satoru dragged his voice, dissatisfied.

"You don't like these things, don't you?" Xia Youjie, who had long been accustomed to JK Wujowu, agreed.

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Right.Gojo Satoru nodded and refused to give up: "Then treat me to cake!"

"Let's talk about it later." Xia Youjie said perfunctorily, with a little carelessness in his narrow eyes. Obviously, he lost interest in this kind of party after buying gifts.

So cold.

Is this what death feels like?Yu Gongmian felt a bit stagnant in thinking, like someone poured a bucket of glue into his head, every nerve was stuck, unable to think smoothly, or more appropriately, like waking up after sleeping all day in one breath , the whole person is in a disconnected state, and it takes a long time to reconnect in a daze.

This feeling is really novel to Yu Gongmian.

Isn't that nice, death.Yu Gongmian thought wildly, it would be too difficult for me to save the world with a half-vampire under the age of 50, I am still a baby, the next thing will be left to His Royal Highness, everything is arranged so well , if you don’t succeed, you can apologize with death, Your Highness.

"Ladies! Gentlemen! Let's take a look at the last auction item!" The voice in the ear was inaudible, like a fly buzzing in the ear.

Is hell so loud?Yu Gongmian thought hesitantly, subconsciously wanted to open his eyes, but failed, and completely lost consciousness irresistibly.

The last auction item that came up from the lifting platform was a cylinder with a height of one person. Inside the cylinder full of technological sense was a light blue liquid. In the liquid, a black-haired boy wearing only a white robe floated in the cylinder There are five metal rings in the center, neck, wrist, and ankle that are connected with alloy chains to fix the boy in place. Under the white robe, dozens of thin tubes extending from the boy's body are connected to the metal instrument at the bottom. superior.

The dignitaries exclaimed.

On the auction stage, the person in charge with exquisite facial makeup had a formulaic smile, and his voice was soft and comforting: "Everyone, don't panic, this is just a very realistic handicraft, not a real person." She clapped her hands, The two assistants turned the cylinder a bit, exposing the boy's face.

It was a pale and delicate face, so delicate that it was a bit inhuman, it seemed to be a real handicraft.

The dignitaries in the audience couldn't help but hold their breath. Without him, this handicraft is too realistic. The young man's eyes seem to be opened in a second, and the pale skin gives people a feeling that he will die in a second. No matter what kind of possibility it is, people dare not make any movement.

The person in charge showed a satisfied smile, and clapped his hands to draw everyone's attention back to himself; "Then, the auction begins, starting at $100 million!

The moment the cylinder came up, Gojo Satoru crushed the armrest of the seat.

Xia Youjie was also stunned for a long time, he didn't have [six eyes] the ability to see the power of a spell at a glance, but as a

A first-level magician, of course, would not fail to feel the huge spell power of that handicraft.Is it a magic tool...?

"Fuck tm's handicraft!" Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth. He tried his best to suppress his anger. No matter how inappropriate he knew, he couldn't get angry in this kind of place. "That's a human, a genuine human!"

Humanity?Xia Youjie's mind went blank for a moment due to the out-of-range shock.

In [Six Eyes], the body of the boy floating in the water contains two colors, the golden color representing the boy's magic power, and the scarlet color with a thick and terrifying super-level magic spirit breath, the bright golden mantra power is firmly suppressed Although the red color of the curse spirit has the upper hand for the time being, it is obviously gradually weakening, and the red color representing the curse spirit is also gradually increasing.

He told Xia Youjie briefly and quickly what he saw, and the faces of the two DKs were uglier than ever.

Curse spirits and conjurers, two camps that have been on opposite sides since thousands of years ago, exist at the same time in a boy. Combined with the strange device that seals the boy, a terrible conjecture comes to mind.

But why are teenagers being auctioned off as "handicrafts"?

They can't get an answer to this question for the time being, and the top priority is to rescue the boy before he completely turns into a curse spirit.

Damn rotten oranges!Gojo Satoru cursed in his heart while bidding with a cold face.

"Wu, I've already contacted Nitro. She will wait for us at the hotel closest to Gaozhuan, and she will send us the room number later." Xia Youjie put away his phone, and the aura around him was also condensed.

What Wujo Wu could think of, of course Xia Youjie could also think of it. If it was really what they thought, then the only people who would and would be able to do this kind of insane human experimentation were those high-level rotten oranges. The master is killing the conjurer.

The enchantment of the high school is controlled by the high-level in real time. Once they bring people into the high-level, the high-level will immediately know. Of course, it is more reasonable to take people to hide in other places to understand the situation first.Xia Youjie analyzed calmly.

But why?Obviously, conjurers should work together to fight against the curse spirits and protect ordinary people!Why is there such a thing of mutilating companions?For the first time, Xia Youjie, who regarded "the strong protect the weak" as a positive theory since childhood, and regarded conjurers as companions with shared responsibilities, felt confused for the first time.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, Xia Youjie collected his mind, pressed the confusion just now into his heart, took out the phone, it was the news that he was in the house.

"Let's go, Wujo." Xia Youjie stood up. At this moment, the auction was over, and the last piece of "handicraft" was naturally bought by Wujo Wu, "Glass is already waiting."

There are no professionals around, and the two DKs didn't disassemble those devices. If the people inside are gone as soon as the thing is dismantled, wouldn't they be at a loss!Therefore, the two of them took the mantra directly and took this container to the place where Jiarui Nitzi was.

"Then, I'll start." After inspecting this strange device, Jia Ruozi found a way to open it safely.

Connect the instrument on the cylinder to the power supply, and the various display lights at the bottom of the container light up. At the same time, the electronic display installed on the outside is also activated. "The words are clearly visible.

A chill climbed up the spine, and Nizi pursed his lips, instead of looking at the display screen, he operated on the emergency button area on the back of the container.

"Crack!" There was a soft sound, and the liquid in the instrument gushed out from the bottom pipe, and then the glass wall was split into two, and slowly retracted into the upper and lower metal parts.

"Wu Tiao, go and support him, I'm going to open the metal ring." Jia Ruozi looked at the two dk who were studying the metal screen, mainly Xia Youjie was operating, and he didn't dare to press anything on it. , after all, people are still connected to the instrument, so they are basically just looking at the information inside.

It was rare for Gojo Satoru not to be a demon, he approached the boy silently, and stretched out his hands to support his body.

Very cold.This was Gojo Satoru's first feeling when he came into contact with the boy.

It was really too cold, so cold that one couldn't help but wonder if this person was still alive.