Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

In the principal's room of the High School of Conjuration, Gojo Satoru sat on the ground and found a big doll to lean against, and his whole body sank inside.

Night Moth Zhengdao kept poking the wool felt with his hands, and the speed was getting faster and faster, which showed how irritable he was.

After a long time, Noctua Masamori placed the bear doll that had been poked, then stood up, and used the magic power to make the doll behind Gojo Satoru punch him hard.

Of course, it was a miss.

The fist of the puppet barely stopped a few centimeters in front of Gojo Satoru, and he finally stood up: "What's the matter, Principal Ye Moth, are you angry because I didn't bring you back souvenirs?"

Ye Mozheng gritted his teeth: "Wu, I'm not interested in joking with you."

Gojo Satoru suddenly felt that this sentence was familiar, and plucked his ears twice: "Oh, that's not it."

"You said that the other party would definitely become a conjurer, but no one was brought back. Isn't that a little too unreasonable?" Noctua asked rhetorically.

Gojo Satoru still had that hippie smile on his face. He had clearly told him before that he would definitely persuade her, but now he didn't even see him. Even though he was used to running trains with his mouth full of words, Noctua was still a little angry.

After all, it wasn't just a potential conjurer, but a human being from "the other half of the world".

Noctua Masamune also doubted the credibility of this matter, but Gojo Satoru, who has the "six eyes", said so, and he should not be free enough to joke about this kind of thing.

probably.

It was probably because he still had some doubts about the character of the other party, so Ye Mozheng asked again.

"Wu, let me ask you again, you said she is from the other side, can I believe it?"

Looking at Noctua's serious expression, Gojo Satoru lowered the corners of his lips in a rare way: "Of course, that's definitely not an ability that people in this world have, and I have evidence..."

Gojo Satoru changed the subject, "Although there is no recording, and she no longer admits it now, but I definitely heard it right, she said a term that doesn't exist in this world."

"If the case is still not closed in the end, I will definitely remember it forever."

Seeing the other party's rarely serious tone, Ye Mo Zhengdao was relieved.

"Well, absolutely don't let the higher-ups know about this, at least keep your mouth shut until you determine whether she is a threat to the magic world."

Gojo Satoru also seemed to be relieved, and stepped forward to pat Noctua Masamune's broad shoulders: "Hahaha, what kind of person do you think I am, principal, just rest assured!"

Night Moth said rightly: "..."

Everyone, why is your evaluation like this? Don’t you have any points in your heart?

"Then I believe you, but at least you tell me where he is?"

"Ah?" Gojo Satoru blinked, "Don't worry, I gave her the address of the high school, tomorrow at the latest, she will definitely come."

So confident?

Then he added: "I promise."

Ye Mozheng sighed, and sat down cross-legged: "It's best like this."

——

At the same time, Machima saw the wound of the curse spirit not far away is slowly recovering, and remembered the curse spirit she met at the Karuizawa Fireworks Festival.

That one too, will automatically heal fatal wounds, even if slowly.

And obviously, Leuhu is completely different from the previous one.Machima twirled her index finger around her temples boredly, waiting for Lehu to stand up again.

Leu Hu glanced at Maqima again, finally got up, and wiped the blood foam from her mouth.

Maqima is an unknown in front of him, he doesn't know how strong her true strength is, and it may be just the tip of the iceberg of her strength to defeat him who doesn't use all his strength.

He was thinking, if a guy like Maqima agrees to join the group, maybe the new world will be established faster, maybe the implementation of the plan will become smoother, maybe if she joins, there will be no need to look for the two-faced Su Nuo.

But these are just assumptions.

After a long while, Louhu finally spoke: "I want to create a new world, a world without human beings, only with curse spirits."

Macchima: "..."

How did you start telling the story?

Leo Hu was still saying: "At that time, there will be a lot less crimes in this world, no, maybe all these crimes will be eradicated, and it will be a completely equal world."

A completely egalitarian world.

Maqima's pupils moved slightly. What she wanted was to be able to get along with each other as equals. If someone told her that there really was a world that was truly equal.

She probably wouldn't believe that as long as there are human beings, there must be intrigue and disputes.

"At that time, the curse spirit will be the human beings in the new world."

A world where only curse spirits exist.

She still didn't believe it.

Mazima's expression did not change, she only tilted her head slightly, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, like a loyal listener, patiently waiting for the other party to continue speaking.

Leo Hu saw that Maqima seemed to be in a good mood, and secretly felt that something was going on: "In order to create a new world, we need to do two things first."

He stretched out his finger: "One, Wujo Wu, the strongest seal conjurer."

Machima blinked, sealing Gojo Satoru?

Leu Hu suddenly grinned: "But before that, I will kill him with my own hands, so let's put this aside for now."

Machima uttered a rare voice: "Hey... are you so confident?"

Lou Hu heard it naturally, snorted coldly, and said: "It is said that he is the strongest, but he is just a yellow-haired boy, and the weak are just blindly chasing after him..."

Yes, he didn't think the so-called strongest magician would be strong, no matter how strong he was, he was still a human being, different from their magic spirits.

Mazima stopped talking, and the sudden silence made the atmosphere tense again, only the sound of the Pacific Ocean wind blowing to the wilderness again and again could be heard.

After a long time, Leu Hu continued to speak.

"The second thing is to make the container with two sides of the Nuo, and the knotweed Yuren joins us."

Another term I've never heard of.

Macchima thought.

"But if you can join us, little girl, maybe you don't need to stay on both sides, which reduces the loss of our personnel, and for you, it is a matter of no harm."

Maqima understood, and pulling her into the group was the key point. The previous words were like laying the groundwork. The MLM organization listed all the benefits, and then said that they needed her.

But he obviously didn't know whether she had joined a certain camp. If she was a magician, and he leaked such important information, wouldn't he be kneeling?

Machima thought for a few more seconds, and suddenly remembered something.

It's the magic power, because she doesn't have the magic power, so the other party relaxes their vigilance, so they don't think she is a magician.

Although she has no magic power, she is very strong and has no clear camp. This is probably the reason why the other party dragged her into the gang.

Macchima thought about it.

Seeing that the other party did not reply for a long time, Liu Hu asked hesitantly: "...How is it? Isn't this a good thing for you? Then you will be a member of the new human being, and everyone will have a place to stay..."

Before Leuhu could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Maqima.

The woman's abyss-like golden eyes stared straight at him, and then her thin lips parted slightly: "May I ask what your name is?"

ask his name?Is there a show?

The curse spirit at the top of the volcano answered without thinking: "Leihu."

"Okay, Mr. Lehu." Maqima called him in a steady tone.

The woman unhurriedly raised her hands in front of her chest, and slowly rotated her palms against the heels of her palms.

Leo Hu recognized this action.

His "fire worm" was wiped out by this move of unknown ability before. It was obviously just a slight rotation of the palm of the hand, how could it have such power?

Louhu suddenly felt a chill, and the pores all over his body were enlarged. The mantra clearly had no concept of temperature, but it made him tremble at this moment.

But now he suddenly understood that she not only rejected his invitation, but also let him die here.

"——!"

One hit should kill.

While feeling the pain of her body being squeezed, Leuhu used the inversion technique to recover herself.

Even if the super magic spirit can't feel pain at all, he can still feel the suffocating sense of oppression and the fear of dying.

He is still alive.

If it weren't for the lack of spell power in Maqma, he would be dead by now.

Maqima raised her eyebrows, unlike Gojo Satoru's teleportation at the time, this time Leuhu was recovering while bearing the damage, and now it should feel like walking through the gate of hell once.

Without warning, Mazima laughed, the melodious laughter like wind chimes, but in Leohu's ears it seemed to be mocking him.

She said: "I will not join you, I have my own things to do, so sorry, Mr. Lehu."

In fact, all of her politeness would be taken as a mockery, of course Mazima knew it, but she didn't care.

"Ah, so that's how it is..." Leuhu muttered in a daze, wondering if she had listened to what Maqima said.

If this is the case, it can only be killed.

"The field expands, "covering the coffin and surrounding the mountain with iron". "