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His casual attitude of looking around caused displeasure among those hiding in the shadows.

"Kamiya Naruichi! Now we will judge you on behalf of the magic world!"

As soon as Shen Guming adjusted his posture, he leaned against the railing behind him and shifted his focus from his left leg to his right leg.

"Excuse me, in what capacity are you judging me?"

The old hoarse voice raised his voice in displeasure: "The magic world!"

"Oh, the magic world."

He repeated it inexplicably.Ask with a humble and sincere attitude: "Does the magic world have the right to judge others?"

Seeing that the people watching him were about to get angry, he changed his words: "Has this country given the magic circle the right to judge legal citizens?"

He didn't give the other party a chance to speak, and muttered to himself: "I shouldn't have, otherwise I wouldn't be here."

A look of shame.

The subtext in the words stepped on the sore feet of the magic world.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" A sharp voice came from the left and right sides.

Shen Gu Mingyi didn't look back, he kept looking straight ahead sincerely, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I just think...it's not normal."

Although there is no way to see people, his eyes are full of pity.

"I don't have the power of mantras, and I can't see the spirits of mantras, so I always think that people with mana powers are the strongest in this world. Isn't that true? The spirits of mantras can kill ordinary people silently, but ordinary people don't even know who they are. I don't know how they died, but the conjurer...can destroy the conjuration spirit."

He sighed deeply, deeply.

"Conjurers haven't yet ruled the world, it's not normal."

The arrogant words surprised the people present. Words like ruling the world sound like a child's play, and they are innocent words that have not yet understood the cruelty of society.

Just a naive idiot.

Not wanting to listen to this man's nonsense anymore, one of them was about to continue to finish his sentence.

A while ago, the world of conjuration received a message, that is, there is the only miraculous heaven and curse in this world, foreknowledge.

It doesn't matter who passed it on, what matters is that it's true.

Of course, this kind of ability should be used by them. They are already very proficient at how to make people obedient.

Start by being intimidating.

"But why hide? Why...live like a rat in the gutter?"

The person who was about to speak covered his mouth in horror, and realized after a while that it was not what he said.

Does this person know what they are talking about?

Conjurers are proud, conjurers who attach great importance to their blood, they are born different, how can they be called mice?

These words finally angered the higher-ups, they wanted to issue the death penalty regardless.

However, the people in the center of the storm seemed completely unaware of the tense atmosphere around them, and still raised their own questions from the bottom of their hearts.

"You guys, don't you want to control the world?"

His words were not too high-spirited, and his flat tone seemed to be asking a very common question, without any inducing elements, he just simply felt puzzled, so he asked it out.

The surrounding voices fell silent again, and they looked at him in shock.

There have been countless conflicts, big and small, in the magic world, but no one has ever considered this issue.

Take control of...the world?

A drop of cold sweat slipped down the withered and wrinkled skin, and he swallowed carefully.

It was supposed to be that the person hiding in the darkness exerted pressure on the only person standing in the light, but now, it seemed that the person was standing in the light, everyone was his audience, and he was the only speaker.

Countless eyes were cast on him, but they could no longer exert any pressure on him.

Like everyone who stands on the podium, he speaks generously.

In an instant, the identities on and off stage were reversed.

Finally someone said hoarsely, "Young man, do you think so?"

The young man said sincerely, "I really think so."

"Isn't this easy for conjurers? As long as you think about it, you can do it."

What's the point of just looking at everything in front of you?Whether it is Tianyuan or Wujo Wu, they only belong to a part of the magic world, but there is a wider world outside the magic world.

Ambitious people should not rest in a corner.

Kamiya Mingichi was really puzzled. Although he couldn't remember the content of the manga, he had heard and complained about it one after another over the years.

In his eyes, the upper echelons of the magic world are all insidious guys, and insidious and ambitious are often put together.

He had a premonition that he might get a death sentence, after all, the ones who could judge him on behalf of the magic world were the rotten oranges in Wu's mouth.

Since the left and right are going to die, it is better to ask clearly before dying.

Now it depends on whether Wujo Wutiao arrives in time, it is obviously unrealistic for him to escape by himself, if it is too late, he can just collect his body.

It would never have occurred to him that some people had gone so far as to not have such a thing as ambition, they hadn't even... never had such an idea.

But when someone mentioned it, the foggy brain was instantly cleared up.

Yeah, why didn't they think about it?

I don't know how many people are sitting in the dark. If someone doesn't care, someone must be tempted.

They just never thought about it in this direction. Once someone mentions it, after thinking about it, it's not really whimsical.

"If we are on a road of no return because of your words, are you willing to join us and give your all for such a great cause?" A voice that has never been heard said slowly.

After this voice sounded, the commotion around him made Kamiya Naruto understand that this might be a heavyweight person.

For such an alternate question, Shen Guming smiled and bowed his head.

"It's my pleasure."

......

"...The old man agrees with the future you mentioned."

After a while of silence, the audience was in an uproar.

......

Shen Gu Mingyi came here tied up, but went out surrounded by everyone.

In just one hour, he became his own from a death row prisoner.

It's also pretty amazing.

He seems to have joined a big plan out of nowhere, and had a meeting with a group of people, Shen Guming suddenly thought of it.

After that, someone suggested that a spell could be used to help search his memory, which might be helpful for restoring his memory.

This was previously prepared to control Mingichi Kamiya, but now it has become the welfare of his own people.

Kamiya Mingichi agreed indispensably. Although his intuition told him that none of these methods would work, he still wanted to try again. What if he recovered?

Someone took him to take a bath, soaked in the huge hot spring pool for a while, and took another set of expensive-looking kimonos.

Based on the idea of ​​listening to professionals, he changed it without objection.

He followed to an altar that seemed to hold an evil sacrifice ceremony. It was covered with weird talisman papers, and white candles were lit in the corner. What was amazing was that there were various instruments next to the altar, mysterious and scientific. Side-mixed sense of antics.

Ordinary people might feel scared, but Mingichi Kamiya found a sense of familiarity in this environment.

"Empty yourself, don't resist my consciousness."

The man in charge of using the spell spoke to him seriously.

"I don't want to make you a fool."

"Oh."

Kamiya closed his eyes.

The eyes fell into darkness, the brain was groggy, but the consciousness wandered in the dark space with incomparable clarity.

What should I do?

Thinking of the incantation explanation given to him before, the general idea is that the other party will sneak into his conscious world, and the memory itself will not disappear, but it will be hidden in the depths, and this behavior will stimulate him to restore the memory.

In order to prevent him from forgetting again, his memory will be integrated into an image and saved through an external imaging device.

Sounds like it's awesome.

Being bored while waiting, Kamiya Naruichi dug out an animation he had watched in his mind.

Under the gaze of everyone, the person in charge of the operation made a complicated gesture.

Immediately afterwards, images began to appear on the big screen at the side. It was pitch black at the beginning, and it was not accurate to say that it was black. The image gave people the feeling of being empty.

I don't know how long it has passed, the sweat on the face of the person leading the operation is getting more and more, but there is still no response on the screen.

Just when everyone was about to give up, a line of words appeared on the screen.

[In the end, there is only one person left. 】

An indistinct shaking figure began to appear on the pitch-black screen.

Snow, endless snow.

A person walks alone on the snowy field.

Then the voice gradually became clearer.It was the youthful and hopeful voice.

"Going where everyone is, that's all I have left to do."[1]

At first everyone thought that this person was Kamiya Naruto alone, but as time passed, when the young man gradually despaired and regained his energy and said something, they realized that it was the one who had been looking at the young man.

Because later, the boy died.

They could feel that it was different from the boy's despair. The person the boy spoke to was very calm, and it even made people feel that he couldn't understand the boy's pain at all.

[I want to ask you one thing...you must...always...remember me. 】[1]

The boy sat on the chair, his voice was so gentle that it made people's nose sore.

The picture freezes on the boy who is sitting on the chair as if he is asleep.

The owner of the picture still didn't fluctuate at all, and then, after an unknown amount of time, an endless snowfield appeared on the picture again.

A figure embarked on the journey again, this time, it was a real person.

Everyone can see that this is definitely not the boy from before.

Regarding the identity of this person, everyone has tacitly had an answer.

After the death of his best friend, he took the same path instead of his best friend.

It can even be said that he has become his best friend.Is he really as calm as everyone sees?

Kamiya Naruichi had just finished watching six episodes, and only halfway through the seventh episode, when he was awakened.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the white-haired six-eyed magician.

Shen Guming fell on the opponent in confusion.

Why does Satoru look like he's dying?

There were only the two of them nearby, and the others hid far away.

Wujo must have known that he was taken away by the higher-ups to save him. He thought Gojo Wujo was worried about him, so Shen Guming patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "I'm fine."

He looked at the others again: "So, what did you see?"

Those people all shook their heads quickly in unison, and one of them stood up and said, "Hey, there seem to be some, but most of them are black, and they were... accidentally deleted."

Kamiya Mingichi felt a little regretful, but it did not exceed his expectations.

He already knew that things would turn out like this, didn't he?

It's Gojo Satoru...

"Enlightened?"

The magician who was wearing a strange blindfold held his shoulder and seemed to be observing him very seriously.

"Ming, if you have any problems that you can't solve, you must tell me."

Gojo Satoru had never spoken to Kamiya Naruichi so seriously before.

"Yes?"

"I am the strongest, no matter what it is, I can solve it for you."

"oh oh."

Shen Guming was taken aback by what he said.

......

After that time, for a long time, the high-level executives in the magic circle saw that Gojo Satoru always took a detour.

Because of participating in this inexplicable plan, in order to better fulfill his "promise" and help the high-level people in the magic world complete their "great cause", Mingichi Kamiya was arranged to be a teacher at the Tokyo High School of Magic.

In this way, you can also be closer to those people, and it is more convenient to do whatever you do.

The person in charge of contacting him looked through the list in his hand. He originally wanted to arrange him as the head teacher of a certain grade, but now it seems that it is difficult to handle.

Finally, he hesitated and said, "Mr. Shengu, what do you think of the psychological counselor?"