Pure love DK is number one in the world

Before a disaster occurs, time always flies like a libertine squandering his family property.

It seems that the summer is not over yet, and the autumn has not had time yet. The first snow falls with the winter in December.

Murata does not have the habit of staying in bed in winter.

But even so, three in the morning...was too early.He was woken up by Miss Zuo Chuan's phone call, he was at a loss: "Now? Mission?"

He opened his eyes and saw the time displayed on the phone screen, it was only three and two minutes.

Ms. Zuo Chuan's voice was urgent: "A large number of magic spirits ran amok in Shinjuku and Kyoto in Tokyo. The high level of the magic circle issued an emergency rescue order to all the magicians in this area-you are not still sleeping, are you? Kyoto is in chaos now. It's a mess! Don't you feel the breath of the curse spirit?!"

Murata: "...Sorry, I'm not very sensitive to spell power."

He lifted the quilt and got up from the bed, and indeed felt that the magic power around him was more restless than usual.Thanks to the gift of "transparent world", Murata was able to see the power of mantras and spirits since he was a child. In addition, his family members did not think that being able to see the power of mantras and spirits was Murata's problem, and there was no professional to teach him what it was. Things, so the existence of mantras and mantras is as common as air to Murata.

Nobody wakes up at [-]:[-] a.m. just because the air has a little more oxygen than usual today, right?

After quickly changing his clothes, Murata took a piece of toast from the cabinet and stuffed it into his mouth, grabbed a handful of candy and stuffed it into his pocket, and continued to talk to Ms. Zuochuan in a vague voice: "Is there a designated rescue area? Or is it a curse?" The magician launched a rescue on the spot?"

Ms. Zuo Chuan: "The high school has designated rescue areas for students, but it is not mandatory. If there is an emergency nearby, rescue can also be carried out on the spot. I will be downstairs from you. Hurry up—ah!"

Before she could finish her sentence, it turned into a scream, and then the phone was hung up.Murata opened the corridor window and looked out, only to see a huge curse spirit that looked like an eyeball slammed into the ground downstairs.

Several crimson slender tentacles extend from the back of the 'eyeball', groping forward on the ground.

Murata jumped from the window, the falling wind lifted the haori's hem, and the emerald green sun wheel knife was unsheathed, and slashed at the curse spirit!

The blade sliced ​​along the bulging back of the curse spirit, and the moment the thin black skin was broken, the spiral wind blade left by the blade broke through the air and shredded it.

When Murata fell to the ground, he took Miss Zuochuan out of the attack range of the curse spirit by the way, hugged her back and rolled on the ground to relieve the remaining strength, and supported her with the scabbard instead of arms in front of the auxiliary supervisor.

Panting, Zuo Chuan hugged his bruised arm on the ground, immediately raised his head and scolded Murata: "Why are you crazy?! Are you desperate to jump off such a high place? The magician is not a long-backed man. Wings, do you think you are Spider-Man!"

"If you—if you die, how can I explain to the teachers?"

Murata bent his eyes and smiled: "I still have the strength to scold me. It seems that I am not seriously injured. Don't worry, I know what I know, nothing will happen."

After leaving the apartment, Murata can now feel the abnormal fluctuation of the mana outside.It is roughly estimated that there are four or five curse spirits near his residence.However, those curse spirits bypassed the apartment where Murata lived, otherwise Murata would not be able to sleep peacefully until three o'clock in the morning.

It was still dark at the moment, the sky the dark blue of night.The broken street lamp not far away has lost its original function and no longer shines to illuminate the night road.

He let go of Zuo Chuan and stood up, moved his arm a little, and glanced at the tattered curse spirit: "The exorcism is over, what's the situation now? The curse spirit revolted?"

Zuo Chuan stood up holding his injured arm: "Didn't you read the notice? The curse master Xia Youjie launched the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, and he even sent out a notice in advance. The high-level executives held a meeting overnight yesterday to issue instructions... Wait! Did you Blocked group notifications again?!"

Murata blinked, and said confidently: "But yesterday was Sunday! I made an appointment with Yinshen and the others to go to the playground. Watching group notifications affects my mood."

Zuo Chuan: "..."

She and Murata looked at each other for a few seconds, she gave up on the argument with Murata, and went straight to the point: "Forget it, anyway, it's still too late. This is the area you are in charge of. We happened to pass the Kyoto Imperial Palace on the way there, and that is the responsibility of the Zen Academy students. area."

"My suggestion to you is to support the area where the Zen Academy students are in charge first--there are newly detected spell spirits above level three, and the specific level has not yet been determined."

While speaking, she quickly took out the tablet and invisible earphones from her backpack and handed them to Murata: "I have called out the map for you, and you must wear the earphones. We will keep in touch at all times. I will notify you if there is any new situation. you."

Murata put on the headset and looked down at the map: "Well, what is this green area?"

Zuo Chuan: "It's a designated safe area. After you save people, let them gather in this direction."

Murata nodded: "Understood, Zuo Chuan, you will be here too, right? After all, you have no fighting power."

Zuo Chuan tiptoed to help him adjust the earphones, and glared at him angrily when he heard the words: "Yes, yes, I am from Chaocai. In order not to cause trouble for Mr. Murata, I will immediately go to the rear safe area to provide logistics for you Support, okay?"

Murata raised his hand to touch the earphones plugged into his ears, smiling brightly and heartlessly with crooked eyebrows.He shook his hand at Zuo Chuan: "Then I'm leaving, see you later—"

Before he finished speaking, he had already run away, and the back of the white feather was also covered with a layer of dark and pure twilight blue.Looking at his back, the anger on Zuo Chuan's face subsided and gradually turned into worry.She clasped her hands unconsciously against her chest, and murmured, "Don't let anything happen to you... See you soon."

There is an attached positioning function on the earphones, which is to prevent magicians like Murata who don't have a strong sense of direction from going astray.

Zuo Chuan frowned while correcting Murata's wrong direction by voice while holding the tablet.Ping Bing had just received a wave of ordinary people's internship assistant supervisors and came over: "What's the matter? Isn't it going well with Murata-kun?"

"Smooth, very smooth."

Zuo Chuan rubbed his eyebrows, and said: "It just went too smoothly, I'm afraid he won't be able to keep up with the physical strength. You see, every time he walks through an area, he will clear the field there. At his speed, let alone the ordinary second-level A conjurer, even a first-level conjurer, should not be able to hold on right now."

She pushed the tablet towards the intern, and the small green mark representing Murata kept moving on the screen.And near the green punctuation, all the spells that can be detected by the "window" are marked in red, and you can check the level of the spell with just one click.

But not all spell levels can be viewed.Some spells cannot be displayed without being detected clearly.

Where Murata walked, the red dots went out one by one.

Different from Zuo Chuan's worries, the intern held his face and smiled: "As expected of Mr. Murata, just like the rescue character in the comics, the matter was easily resolved!"

Zuo Chuan: "...There is no need to trust him so blindly."

The intern smiled and said, "It's not a bad thing to believe him. It's not the first day we met Murata-kun. Which mission didn't he complete easily? It will be fine!"

"Didn't Miss Diva say that too? Murata-kun is a rare genius!"

Kyoto Imperial Palace.

The old imperial palace in Japan has now become a public leisure square, and the daily flow of people can be imagined; Murata killed a curse spirit first, and the purple blood of the curse spirit was inevitably stained on the feathers.He frowned and looked towards the square, and the newly added curse spirits gushed out like a fountain.

Murata lifted his breath and jumped into the pile of mana, the eye-catching emerald sun blade was like the autumn wind sweeping.Most of the spell spirits were torn apart by the wind blades, and the spell power was filthy, chaotic and filthy.

He saw Zenyuan Zhenyi who was struggling not far away, and before Murata came to help him, someone descended from the sky and easily exorcised the curse spirit that trapped Zenyuan Zhenyi.

Murata felt that the other party looked familiar, but he couldn't remember why - maybe it was a senior?

He walked quickly a few steps over to support the crumbling Chanyuan Zhenyi, and felt the wetness of his hand when he held Zhenyi's arm in the palm of his hand.

Murata: "Are you okay?"

Zenyuan Zhenyi's face was pale, and he avoided Murata with evasive eyes: "I'm fine, go to the area you are in charge of quickly, don't waste time here."

After finishing speaking, she forcibly pulled her arm out of Murata's palm.Murata didn't force it, and let go of her hand in obedience to her wishes.

The young man with short blond hair sneered: "Zhenyi, although you are a waste, your classmate is not bad—"

He walked up to Murata, bent slightly, and stared at the knife in Murata's hand: "It's really interesting, it's a magic tool that I haven't seen before. This magic tool doesn't belong to the Yusanjia..."

Before he could finish speaking, he stepped back suddenly, avoiding the black knife handle that was sweeping towards him; although he dodged extremely fast, the wind blade still cut his sleeves and a part of his clothes as he retreated.

The young man looked at his ripped cuffs, raised his eyebrows, and quickly raised his hands: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, I'm here to support you, so I won't do anything to my own people, right?"

"I probably know who you are, Murata-kun from the Kyoto High School? You are very famous, in various ways."

Murata slowly put the Hilun Saber back into its sheath, and when the last part of the blade sank into the scabbard, the hostility and killing intent on his body were also restrained to nothing.

He looked at the young man coldly, his expression was not kind: "I apologize to my classmates."

The young man blinked, showing a surprised expression.With a half-smile, he glanced at Zenyuan Zhenyi who was kneeling on the ground, and then whistled: "It's amazing, little Zhenyi, you hooked up so quickly...Wow! It's so fierce, I can't let people finish talking ?"

The pitch-black scabbard almost slashed down along the tip of the young man's nose, and when it landed, it smashed the ground into cracks like spider webs.He sneered and was about to continue talking trash when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

The momentary crisis instinct gave him goosebumps, but after his brain reacted, it did not mean that his body could react accordingly; the scabbard had already hit the ground, and Murata, who was leaning over with the scabbard, pulled out the scabbard easily when he turned sideways, The movements are as smooth as waving an arm.

The snow-white and soft feathered sleeves did not hinder the advancement of the scabbard at all, as if it passed the young man's chest in less than a snap of a finger.Immediately afterwards, the young man let out a muffled snort, clutching his chest and neck and staggering back a few steps, the frivolous expression on his face disappeared instantly.

Murata's Japanese sword has never been drawn out of its sheath. If it was a blade, the one that scratched the neck just now should be the blade.

Holding the handle of the knife behind his back with one hand, Murata raised his chin slightly, and looked at the other party with narrow and long plum red eyes indifferently: "Apologize to Zhenyi."

Throat still aches.Obscure emotions flashed across the young man's eyes, but a smile quickly appeared on his face: "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously. I'm Xiao Zhenyi's family, and I'm just joking with her—Xiao Zhenyi, you won't Are you angry?"

Murata turned his head and looked at Zenyuan Zhenyi with a questioning look in his eyes.Zhenyuan Zhenyi pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "I'm not angry."

The young man spread his hands: "Xiao Zhenyi said that she is not angry~ I am here to support, you will not continue to fight with me, right? We are on the same front~"

Murata frowned, ignored him, and bent down to reach out to Zenyuan Zhenyi: "I'm short of people there, Zhenyi, come and help?"

The young man added fuel and vinegar to the side with a smile: "Yes, I really can help make up the number according to the past."

Zenyuan Zhenyi lowered her eyelashes, and silently put her hand in Murata's palm.Murata pulled her up, grabbed her palm and walked past the young man.

The young man turned his head, raised the corners of his lips and was about to say something to Zenyuan Zhenyi, when Murata suddenly gave him a sideways look.

The red vertical pupils are like beasts.At the moment of eye contact, the fear instinct of higher-level carnivores in human instincts can be awakened immediately.

It's like the animal on the recipe met the animal who made the recipe.

The young man's words froze immediately, and Murata dragged Zenyuan Zhenyi, and walked away quickly with a blank expression on his face.

It is not the first time Zenyuan Zhenyi has seen Murata fight with a Japanese sword.I usually have a temporary partner once or twice in the group, and I have been practiced together during the battle practice.

But no matter how many times she watches it, she will sincerely feel that the compatibility between Murata and Hikari is absolutely [-]%!

In Murata's hand, the knife was like a wind blowing away all filth and curses, with terrifying destructive power, it swept across all cursed spirits.And the young man who controlled this 'wind' was so brisk and bright that people couldn't take their eyes off him.

Taking a deep breath, Zenyuan Zhenyi forced himself to look away, pointed his gun at the curse spirit who was trying to sneak attack in the distance, and tried his best to help Murata clear the threat behind him.

After the curse spirits in this area were expelled, Murata Onton returned the sword to its sheath.When the blade gradually sank into the scabbard, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, carefully restraining the raging murderous aura around him, and was completely covered by the scabbard along with the blade.

"solved."

He turned his head, and showed a bright and heartless smile to Zenyuan Zhenyi: "Next, I will go to the next door to help, Zhenyi, you are still injured, do you want to go back to the safe area to rest?"

Zhenyi lowered his arm, and the dark red blood continued down the fabric of the sleeve to his fingers.She said in a low voice: "Just now, thank you. And... I'm sorry. "

Murata paused and turned his head: "I'm sorry, what are you doing? It's not your fault."

Zhenyi pursed her lips, turned her head away, and stopped talking.Murata reached out his hand to feel in his pocket, took out two candies, and threw one to Zhenyi.

Zhenyi caught it in a hurry, and found that Murata also threw him a strawberry flavored one.She looked up at Murata blankly——Murata said: "Please, don't look like you're about to cry, Zhenyi is still the most handsome when she shoots/guns."

Zenyuan Zhenyi: "...I thought you would at least say that I look better when I smile."

Murata was stunned: "Then you don't smile at me very much, don't you catch me every time? Why don't you smile now, and then I will make it up for you?"

"But I can only praise you for being prettier, more is not enough. I am a self-cultivated single person."

Zenyuan Zhenyi showed a soulless polite smile, but due to her arm injury, she could not hammer Murata as usual.

She gritted her back molars: "Murata, if you don't need your mouth, you can donate it to those who need it."