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

The window's information was not completely wrong, and the curse spirit was indeed a second-level curse spirit before. However, there was one thing that was deliberately concealed.

Ignorance and ignorance will always prompt people to do things that ordinary people cannot understand, and this village is like this.

The ignorant villagers regard the mantra spirit as a god, thinking that it is the land god who guards the village. Under their worship, this second-level mantra spirit quickly grew into a first-level mantra spirit.

Although it may be a bit cold-blooded to say so, in fact, even if Nanami Kento and Haibara Yu are all dead, it will not have much impact on Gojo Satoru. A warning from Gojo Satoru's recent behavior.

However, after seeing the offering and knowing the reason for the upgrade of the curse spirit, Yu Gongmian understood.

This is a game set for Xia Youjie's character, which shakes him and even forces him to a dead end.

The culprit for the death of the student who believed in himself was the ordinary people who enshrined the curse spirit.As long as Xia Youjie bury this introduction in his heart, he will pile up more similar things in front of Xia Youjie in the future, with Xia Youjie's character...

Whoa.

Yu Gongmian was expressionless.

Angry.

With Amemiya sleeping there, without worrying about Hui Yuanxiong's injuries, the three of them quickly went down the mountain to find the assistant supervisor waiting on the main road.

Seeing Yu Gongmian appearing suddenly, the assistant supervisor was puzzled for a moment, and was shocked when he saw Hui Yuanxiong covered in blood, and quickly opened the door to let them get in the car.

It seems that this auxiliary supervision is unaware.

Seeing that the panic on the assistant supervisor's face didn't seem fake, Yu Gongmian looked away, feeling a little pity.

Sigh... If only he knew something, and he could have a good conversation, it seems that Akashi Tongwu should check it out.

Afraid of causing secondary harm to Hui Yuanxiong due to the bumps, the assistant supervisor deliberately chose a flat and remote road, and sent the three of them back to the high school as quickly as possible.

Nanami Kento wanted to explain Senior Amamiya's ability to the assistant supervisor, and asked him to drive as fast as possible, but he swallowed the words again.

...Is the ability of Amamiya-senpai's magic tool a secret?

Thinking that few people seem to know that Amameimian's magic tool also has the effect of stabilizing injuries, it would be wrong to say something, Nanami Kento kept quiet.

Aware of Nanami Kento's actions, Yu Gongmian's bad mood improved a lot.

Looking out the window with her chin propped up, Yu Gongmian pursed her lips, her golden eyes were filled with blood.

In the final analysis, the upper echelons of the magic world are too rubbish. I really want to go and pick them out one by one, and crush them into the mud.

……

Five days have passed since the agreement was made, and when converted to Xiao Yu Gongmian's time, five years have passed.

The time when Gojo Satoru enters the dreamland is not stable, although it is always on Mianmian's birthday, sometimes it is during the day and sometimes at night.

During these five days, Gojo Satoru also met Mianmian's father, Shinji Amamiya.

It was Mianmian's 14th birthday, and Gojo Satoru, who was used to this sense of time-space transformation, was able to wake up the moment he reached the "dream".

This time, what greeted the eyes was not a dark, damp underground, nor a garden full of pungent soil and rotten smell, but a retro European-style room.

In the room, all kinds of low-key and luxurious decorations are arranged in an orderly manner. Behind the mahogany desk by the window, a man in military uniform is processing documents, while Mianmian is sitting on the sofa next to him, looking at the thick paper with relish. book.

This was the first time Gojo Satoru had seen such a peaceful scene since he was 11 years old.

Gojo Satoru walked over and sat down next to Mianmian without disturbing him, looking at the book in his hand.

It was a book that recorded dangerous people in the blood clan, and what Mianmian was reading was the part that belonged to Laura Dracula.

Real name: Lola Dracula

Class: Blood ancestor

Talent attributes: flowers and trees

Companion: Sen Luo (Illusion Mask)

……

Abilities: ①Illusion ②Manipulate plants...

There were only a few lines of printed writing, and most of the records were recorded by hand. Even behind each ability, there were notes on the corresponding restraint plan and an analysis report on the possibility of killing her.

Good guy, Mianmian's father is really ruthless.

Gojo Satoru gasped, no wonder Laura hated him so much, it was all just taking advantage of him!

Mianmian turned the other side.

Real name: Norman Wright

Class: Blood ancestor

Talent attribute: time and space

Accompanying device: Wheel of Fortune (giant sword, seems to have the power to cut through space)

……

Ok?

Gojo Satoru glanced at Mianmian's side face in an unclear manner.

"There is no such thing as an incomplete companion of the blood race. I don't have a giant sword-style weapon either."

Yu Gongmian's words came to mind, Gojo Satoru had a guess.

It seems that the giant sword is indeed not Mianmian's ability, but Mianmian snatched it from this Wright later?

Compared with his mother, it was much easier for his father. Although Amamiya Shinji completely ignored the existence of Mianmian, at least he would not go crazy like Lola.

Since she was ten years old, Mianmian would come to live with Amamiya Shinji for a day every three months, but Gojo Satoru had never met him before.

I hope Mianmian is at Shinji Amamiya's place today, otherwise there is no way to play with Mianmian.

After resting for an afternoon, Gojo Satoru entered the "dreamland" full of interest, he thought so just before falling asleep.

Ruins, dust, howling, stench...

The moment he woke up, the pungent smell rushed straight to his forehead, making Gojo Satoru subconsciously cover his mouth and nose.

This is a high ground far away from the ruins. Standing here, you can clearly see the fire in the distance.

The rumbling sound seemed to shake the air, and bright blood-colored roses bloomed in the ruins in the distance; a sophisticated secret art formation was unfolded in the air, and dark purple unknown energy balls fell from it; black butterflies swept down overwhelmingly, hitting The green thorns of Kaemori...

what happened?

The change within a day was so sudden that Gojo Satoru's head froze for several seconds.

It was obviously a basement yesterday, so why did it become a battlefield today?

"Mr. Phantom." The young boy stood on the edge of the high ground with a blank expression, looking at the battlefield in the distance, his bright red eyes reflected the gunpowder smoke in the distance, "Long time no see."

This is the second time the child has said this sentence.

For the him who used to be, the passage of time was not obvious, even though he here has indeed passed a year.

However, this time is different.

So many things happened in this year, that when seeing Mr. Ghost again, Mianmian felt as if she had passed away.

The second bloody battle broke out too suddenly, and it swept across the entire continent in just one year. Wars broke out frequently in many places, and Laura began to focus on fighting wits and courage with Shinji Amamiya.

"Mother, do you love father?" Mianmian once boldly asked her after a training session.

Apparently, she didn't expect her son, who has always been as well-behaved as a doll, to dare to step on her thunder. Laura smiled. It was the most innocent and harmless smile of Laura when she had not met Shinji Amamiya before, and it was as bright as a flower. .

Mianmian was beaten half to death.

Then, the girl's ancestor stroked Mianmian's eyes with an extremely gentle expression: "Mianmian, you have to be obedient and useful so that you won't be thrown away by me, understand?"

"However, let's forget it this time!" She giggled, "I like Shinji the most, but human beings are greedy creatures, so don't let him know!"

"It doesn't matter if he betrayed me, as long as he is brought back, let him belong to me completely!"

The girl said softly, with a terrifying madness between her exquisite eyebrows and eyes.

"Mianmian, you have to understand that only your belongings will never betray you, leave you, or abandon you."

Mianmian seemed to understand, he blinked his eyes: "Mother, are you too? Will you also become my property so that you will never abandon me?"

"Hahaha!" She burst out laughing suddenly, "Yes! Yes! That's right! That's it! Mianmian is so smart!" She used force between her fingers, and her sharp nails pierced into Mianmian's eyeballs.

In the scarlet, Mianmian heard her say: "However, when you can't do it, just be obedient to me and make a useful doll, you know?"

And now, Mianmian has no chance to turn her mother and father into her property.

On the distant battlefield, the blooming roses finally withered, and in the air, the secret art formation that covered the sky and the sun suddenly shattered.

At the age of 16, Mianmian lost his parents, his greenhouse, and his golden cage.

"Gojo Satoru." The child's voice was as calm as ever, only trembling uncontrollably at the end, "You said, as long as I call your name, you will take me away."

Looking away from the roses in the distance, Gojo Gojo vaguely guessed the answer.

"Of course." He didn't ask any questions, but just picked up his own bandages, revealing the eyes of the sky that Mianmian had praised countless times, and smiled confidently, "Mianmian, you can always trust me!"

Take a few steps forward and pick up the child who is standing on the edge, looking tottering.

I don't know if it's safe here, so let's leave first.That's what Wujo Satoru thought, just choose a direction at will, and if it's not right, change it immediately.

"Gojo Satoru Express, let's go!" He snapped his fingers.

After teleporting three times in a row, they were lucky. They came to a place that looked like a slum. Gojo Satoru put Mianmian down and looked around with his six eyes to make sure that there were no unknown energy groups, so he was relieved.

"It should be safe here, Mianmian can stay here temporarily! Is there a way for Mianmian to live here?"

Looking around, dilapidated brick walls, streets piled up with garbage, rampant rats...

"En." Mianmian nodded, and he raised his head, looking straight at Gojo Wujo, "Wujo, will you stay with me all the time?" He pursed his lips tightly, looking extremely nervous.

This question... To be honest, Gojo Satoru couldn't answer, he didn't even know his own situation, and he was so sure that this state would continue.

"Mr. Phantom will always be with me." Without waiting for Gojo Satoru's answer, Mianmian said to herself, her slightly round cat's eyes bent into two crescents.

"Mr. Ghost will be with me."

Accompanied by the child's repeated affirmative voice, Gojo Satoru left the "dream".