Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

She still hasn't made a final decision on which side Machima is on.

She stayed in the college because of Wujo Wu, the strongest in the magic circle of the college. She didn't have any lofty ideals in this world, but the ideal world of the magic spirit party reminded her of the equality she wanted.

But they are too weak to do anything.

Maqima has never colluded with them, and even sent out missions to exorcise the cursed spirit every day, all because of Gojo Satoru.

If Gojo Satoru had been dominated, she probably wouldn't have stayed on this side.

But one thing that was quite out of her plan was that Wujo Satoru, the strongest conjurer, seemed to make her feel that she was treated equally, and that he could give her a hug. This was what shook her the most.

Maqima said "who knows", because she herself didn't know what kind of state of mind she would become at that time.

After all, the plan cannot keep up with the rapid changes.

At this time, the floor of the warehouse had already been dealt with by real people. The "corpses" of the two curse spirits were obviously dead, but they didn't dissipate.

A few seconds later, the real person standing opposite said, "That is to say, Maqima hasn't confirmed her camp until now? And..."

Just now she was obviously still calling her Miss Maggie, but now she has become Maggie familiarly.

"Machima, you're not human, are you?"

Maqima thought, if the technique is "inaction transformation" and can change the shape of the soul, then the appearance of her soul seen by real people is probably different from that of human beings.

Maqima didn't say anything, and of course the real person didn't wait for her, but just continued chattering: "If that's the case, why don't you consider joining us?"

"Even though you once beat Leuhu violently, he should be very unhappy."

"Well, it doesn't matter how he feels."

The woman with orange pink hair smiled and parted her thin lips: "I will consider it. But..."

Last time she didn't kill real people.

Although there is no need to say that he must be killed, Maqima always feels uncomfortable seeing him jumping around in front of her.

The real person saw that the shape of Maqima's soul hadn't changed at all. It was so murderous, but it didn't affect the soul at all: "Hey, you don't mean to kill me, do you? But I have become a lot stronger."

Rather, he hadn't seen Mazima's soul disturbed yet.

Maqima didn't answer, but said again: "I remember that your purpose is to create a world with only curse spirits?"

The real person smiled and replied: "Yes, although it is their ideal, but I thought it was very interesting, so I joined in. Why, are you interested?"

"A little bit," Maqima said, "so you stole the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo to bribe him?"

The real person waved his hand innocently: "What is 'stealing'? Obviously it should be 'recycling', and eventually the fingers will return to their owners. Bribing seems to be no problem."

Daoist people are gradually understanding the vocabulary of human beings. Everyone who has curse spirits knows more than him. Doesn't that make him seem illiterate? Even curse spirits have to learn.

But after working hard for so long, he feels that he is now a top student!

"Actually, I was wondering just now, how did Mazima find this door?"

Among the thousands of doors in the temple, only one leads to this warehouse. Tian Yuan's enchantment technique has isolated the breath of the curse very well, and it took him a lot of effort to find it.

Mazima's perception is very good, even through a barrier, she can distinguish the location of the warehouse, but her goal is not the warehouse where dangerous spells are stored, but real people, she is I came here feeling the breath of a real person.

"Your breath is obvious," Mazima said.

The real person was puzzled: "Hey, is there any? I obviously hid it for a while."

"I heard from your companion named 'Leihu' a long time ago that the prerequisites for creating the so-called new world are first to recruit Knotweed to join the group, and second to seal Mr. Gojo... What does the seal mean?"

"Ah, that's what it means on the surface. There is a curse that can seal everything, including the five most powerful magicians, of course."

The two asked and answered, and Maqima found that the real man answered every question, so she continued to ask him.

"You know, 'the other half of the world'?"

When she came to this world on the first day, when she took the Shinkansen with Gojo Satoru, she heard their conversation. The world she lives in is probably the so-called "other half" of this world.

The real person thought for a while: "I haven't heard of it, but I think Xia You should know."

Maqima was slightly stunned after hearing the words,

Summer oil?

Could it be Xia Youjie?

She once dreamed about Wujo Wu's past, and she was wondering if Xia Youjie was still alive.

Maybe, the current Xia Youjie is no longer the original Xia Youjie.

But that has nothing to do with her.

Machima quickly put the matter behind her.

At some point, the real person asked, "Then, is Maqima still leaving?"

Maqima touched her lower lip with her index finger and said, "Well... I was sent by the High Commissioner to inspect, so..."

The young man with gray-blue hair still maintained a smile: "So you still have to kill me, it doesn't matter, then I can fight you justifiably."

"The field unfolds——"Self-closed and rounded". "

In the next second, the dark warehouse was surrounded by a group of big hands that suddenly appeared, and a black circular barrier was formed from the real person's position as the center.

It is a field. Generally, spell spirits above the special level can be opened to form their own space field. Attacks in the field will hit and a layer of buff will be superimposed.

Maqima also has only a half-knowledge of the field, only some theoretical knowledge that Gojo Satoru has talked about, and then there is the field that has seen Lehu.

Real people can't beat her.

This is something that cannot be solved even with domains.

After actually touching Mazima's soul, Zhenren discovered that her soul was surrounded by countless souls, while the soul of the main body was protected indestructibly.

That is definitely not the soul of a human being, nor is it the state that a human being or a curse spirit would have. The real man couldn't help thinking about what kind of creature Machima was.

But soon, the real person gave up thinking.

Ah, the road is really narrow.

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The exchange meeting was forced to stop. The intruders broke through the barrier of Tianyuan and entered the High School of Conjuration, and stole six special-grade curse objects "Fingers of Two-faced Su Nuo" preserved by the high-level college, and the special-grade curse object "Nine Curse Embryos". Phase Diagram" Nos. [-] to [-].

Gaozhuan caught a curse master, and all the other curse masters and curse spirits have escaped.

"Then there are casualties, three second-level conjurers, one quasi-first-level conjurer, two assistant supervisors, and two taboo guards. Among the conjurers on standby at the high school, Mr. Wutiao and Principal Ye Moth So are the few who split up."

"We're still waiting for the report from Ms. Jiarui, but it's basically certain that it's the work of the curse spirit that Mr. Gojo and Ms. Macchima encountered before."

When Yidichi Jiegao said this, Maqima heard Gojo Gojo's "tsk".

An Geji was already sweating, and asked, "Should I tell the students and other magicians about this?"

Both principals in Tokyo and Kyoto denied it.

The cursed master who was caught said that he was ordered to act, and explained the appearance information of the two humans.

The relevant personnel of the high school communicated from time to time, and from time to time they were silent. Although Gojo Satoru was used to this delicate atmosphere, it didn't mean he liked it.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but "tsk" again.

bother.

And that rotten orange kept asking Mazima.

Leyan Temple Jiashen said quietly: "I remember, little girl, you were sent to inspect the place outside the "tent", didn't you find that curse spirit? "

Maqima didn't blink her eyes: "When I arrived, the things in the warehouse had been stolen."

"Didn't you follow Lumpy?"

"Check each building one by one. The curse spirit has not only been to that place, but it is probably to cover up the eyes. When I found out, the curse spirit had already left Lord Tianyuan's enchantment."

After questioning and answering, even a bit like forcing a confession, the old man's expression was very unfriendly, while Maqima's expression was much calmer.

He didn't have any expression on his face, and he could calmly answer every question asked by Leyan Temple Jiashen.

This is of course very irritating to those who want to find fault with her.

Leyan Temple Jiashen wanted to say something again: "Hmph, you..."

"Old man, too many questions will annoy young people."

Wujo Wujo opened his mouth and raised his jaw slightly, looking down.

"You manage too much."

Leyansi Jiashen stopped talking, apparently because he didn't want to hear Gojo Satoru, there is no need to rush many things, if I continue to ask today...

Blood pressure is expected to go up.

After the whole room dispersed, Gojo Satoru found Machima alone. The white-haired man was standing at the door of the Japanese-style building, facing the orange-pink-haired woman.

"Machima, what did you see earlier?"

He didn't believe that with Mazima's hearing and perception ability, she would not be able to find the location of the curse spirit for a while, so there was only one reason why she kept it from them.

She saw the curse spirit called "True Man" they had seen before, or talked to him about something.

Mazima didn't speak, and a pair of golden eyes looked straight at his blue eyes hidden behind the dark sunglasses.

"You saw the spell, didn't you?"

"Although I heard movement, the door of the warehouse was wide open when I arrived, and the cursed object had been stolen."

Seeing that she still didn't want to tell him, Wujo Wu frowned slightly, and his normally bright smiling face was suddenly tainted with a little concern.

It's not that he doesn't trust Mazima, it's even because he trusts her too much, so he knows that she can catch her or kill her directly.

If she is the one who colludes with the curse spirit...

Gojo Satoru didn't dare to think about it.

Even if he can protect her from being executed by high-level officials, but under the pretext of being convicted, his protection will only make him also be branded as a curse master.

Never be so.

"Machima, will you always be by my side?"

Gojo Satoru wanted to confirm to her whether she trusted him, whether she would stand with him, and whether she would betray him.

He saw the woman in front of him smiling gently, and even the words she spoke were so gentle.

As if she was worried about his worries, she stretched out her hand to smooth the center of his slightly frowned brows, and slightly parted her thin lips: "Wu, I will always stand by your side."