K-type Mage

"There will always be some blood in the sacrifice of the cult."

Yuanshen walked through the courtyard already overgrown with weeds, and came to the house door that was wide open and smelled of decay and blood.

It was Yuan Shen's choice to come to this abandoned village with the name of a ghost village without visiting Xia Youjie with the torn page of [Tatar].

During his travels in other worlds, he has seen several times of chaos caused by mental breakdowns and people who believe in evil gods - most of them came into contact with mysterious and magical practitioners by mistake; The magic factors and difficult toxins necessary for practice are also the reason why practitioners who should be strong after embarking on the road of practice are more likely to go crazy than ordinary people.

It is also the basic reason why he said before that "the survival process of repeatedly jumping horizontally between going completely crazy and walking upright".Although his mental strength and world view logic are stronger, he no longer needs to be afraid of [magic poison], but frankly speaking, such a completely different and cruel alien world is not a "homeland" for travelers to integrate into. .

The "grayness" that the magic plant appeared to affect the animals in Yokohama before is actually a toxin that is completely contrary to this world.

The sanity value of people in this world is much higher than that of people from other worlds, especially those with special powers.For example, supernatural beings, exorcists, and conjurers are also found on the other side of the ocean.

Xia Youjie encountered the sacrificial ceremony of the evil sect here, and out of anger, he cursed the villagers, and also cursed and killed the conjurer who was later pursued, and brought the "sacrifices" he saved—two little girls— left the village.

This is the "past" that Yuan Shen saw when he came here, similar to the magic of scene rewinding.

Before coming and after leaving, Xia Youjie met someone.Someone pointed out to him the existence of "demagogic pages" and the hidden chaos of the world.

But there is no trace of that person left in the retrospective picture - appearance, voice and behavior; instead, only Xia Youjie's words and deeds revealed a little.

cautious?wrong.

Even in the dark room during the day, there was a sneaky air current surging. When the young man who stood in front of the door for a moment took a step, a swift black shadow mixed with a sticky breath attacked him.

But the black shadow slammed into the transparent barrier in the next second, and let out a high-frequency scream that could shatter glass due to the severe pain.

"...shut up." Yuan Shen softly threatened the gray monster that fell to the ground - the teeth and claws of a rodent, with pointed ears, bat-like wings with feathers on its back, red eyes - ——At this moment, burning white smoke was rising from his body, and his voice was shrill.

The level of deterrence of the high ranks to the low ranks has always been immediate, but in fact the low-level monsters that do not have intelligence just flinched, then struggled and pounced on him again.

This time it didn't even scream, and turned into a pool of foul-smelling ashes when it hit the barrier.

Then the ashes disappeared too.

Yuan Shen, who didn't move, was still calm, so calm that he only felt funny when he realized the reason why this monster appeared here.

Probing?Not right either.

——I just want to let him know that I can't be salty, and convey such an attitude.

Many pairs of red eyes lit up in the room where the sky was dark.

"——I really, really hate monsters." He muttered to himself, his pure black pupils were like an abyss at this moment, and some ferocious malice flashed out, "I like a ghost."

"Go to hell."

The invisible field unfolded, as if the power of heaven's punishment was imposed on the included monsters, struggling and screaming, as if they had been tortured by thousands of cuts.

On the trees outside the yard, the lingering birds were still chirping.Light and shadow sway mottledly on the ground in the wind, nature is quiet and lively.

And a horror movie was playing in the house.

The fuzzy flesh and blood turned to ashes, and the ashes disappeared again.

Yuan Shen, who searched the whole house with his mental tentacles, curled his lips in a dull manner. Although he had already guessed and "seen" it, he still had to come here to confirm.

[Fragmented Tatar Page] was lucky enough to pass through the rift of time and space to reach this village in this world. After being picked up by the villagers, he began to work diligently, bewitching the villagers to make sacrifices. The person and the lord don't know which hot chicken god it is.

Someone discovered this and "induced" Xia Youjie out of some unspeakable psychology.And maybe help.

It's hard not to connect with the breath in the dream.But according to observation, there is no trace of breath intrusion here.

Instead, it was the action of anticipating that he would come here... a little familiar.It was as if the person—or maybe not even a person—knew him; a different understanding than what a brilliant mind would have guessed.

Are you going to see Xia Youjie?

Yuan Shen, who walked out of the dilapidated yard with his hands in his hands, thought about it, and decided to go back and look at the cake in the oven. He just put it in before going out, and it should be ready soon.

Natsume Takashi is a guest at a classmate's house, and as a guardian, he can send some cakes.If you don't like sweets, there are other snacks, such as fruits.

Yuanshen paused, and seriously felt that if he returned to Earth, he might be able to open a dessert shop and be the owner, pastry chef, or delivery person.

In fact, it is also possible here, but I don’t want to do it if it feels different.

……

Xia Youjie once again thought of the young man he met at Yokohama Academy.

That person seemed to be in his early twenties, and his actual age was probably very old by the names of the two teenagers from Mafia at the port - he was a little surprised when he knew their identities.

【"If someone asks me, you can say it as much as you want."】

He knew that those words were referring to "Yuan Shen", not his best friend Gojo Satoru or anyone else—when he tried to tell Satoru, he couldn't describe the other person's face in words, so he could only vaguely change the subject.

Wu and Nitro both had doubts, but because of his attitude, they didn't pursue him.

Since the farewell to Yokohama, Xia Youjie has been waiting for Yuanshen's arrival, and when several months passed, he regretted not exchanging contact information.

After all, he was very curious about the relationship between Yuan Shen and that person, and also curious about the composition of the broken pages. The unknown text and deceptive props, if they had nothing to do with spells, were really like the wonderful equipment in the game.

Carelessly expelling the low-level curse spirits in the believer's home - to continue activities in the church, you must maintain good relations with those powerful people who know their existence and want to maintain personal safety; Xia Youjie was sent away from the big villa respectfully At that moment, his eyes swept over the young man standing under the tree not far away, so he froze.

The young man named "Yuan Shen" showed a friendly smile, and he was sure that he raised his hand and waved after seeing it, as if he was waiting for him to come out.

...Xia Youjie still trusts believers and "family members" in keeping the patriarch's travel information confidential.

So, how did you know he was here?

And it just happened to come out after I remembered it. Not only was I patient enough, but I accidentally picked the right timing.

He casually gave a word of advice to the sneering believers, and walked towards the young man over there.

……

"May I ask what's the matter, Mr. Yuan?" Xia Youjie squinted his fox eyes, and said in a commercial tone with a smile, "Did you come to find me on purpose?"

The mood of the other party seemed a bit gloomy, not as brisk as the attitude of a lively patriarch when we met last time, but the smile and voice were still quite gentle and polite, and said: "Yes, Mr. Xia You."

"I went to that village just now." He said, with an understatement, "There are more strange creatures there, do you know?"

"..." Xia Youjie's smile faltered, and he thought to himself what happened to those who watched - they didn't report at all, "Strange creature?"

Seeing his expression, Yuanshen was thoughtful: "...tsk."

"It's really excessive behavior." He said with disinterestedness, "It seems that he was lured out in advance because he knew I would go."

"I just have one question, Mr. Xia You."

"—Who did you meet before entering that village?"

... Tsk.Xia Youjie also wanted to smack his tongue, and he smacked it in his heart.Whether it's that person or Mr. Yuan, you seem a little arrogant?What do you think of him as a tool for spreading the word?

Upsetting.

"It's not my fault, Mr. Xia You." The other party seemed to guess what he was thinking, and defended himself in a helpless tone, "Who would want to live a good life and still have people making troubles?"

The young man gritted his teeth with a smile: "What does that guy look like?"

"..." That guy seems to be expecting something like this from you.Xia Youjie was silent for a while, and found that he could speak this time, but his inexplicable language was lacking again, "Male, black hair and brown eyes, suspected to be of mixed race, with a dark complexion, and he deserves a punch when he smiles."

"【If someone asks me, you can say it freely.】——I said this before leaving."

This sentence made Xia Youjie, who thought he was dangerous, suddenly feel "this man deserves to be beaten".

As he spoke, he carefully observed the young man's expression.There was no trace of that person using his contacts afterwards, he appeared and disappeared out of thin air, and he didn't even find a similar face.

The young man's expression was in a trance, and he was even a little shocked.

He knew people who fit this description.And it's someone I haven't seen in a long time—or someone I thought I'd never see again.

Xia Youjie deduced so.

The gaffe only lasted for a moment, and Yuan Shen didn't bother to hide it, anger and some kind of inexplicable expectation were equally divided, and the former quickly overwhelmed the latter.

"It sucks." He said so, remembering to thank him honestly, "Thank you for your answer, Mr. Xia You."

"You seem to know who it is." Xia Youjie asked boldly.

"That's not him." Yuan Shen said, very sure, "The real him will come to see me immediately, unless he is disappointed in me."

"...Who?" The Curser became even more curious.

"My best friend, who died in front of me many years ago." The young man said flatly, without a smile or sadness, as if he had already accepted the fact of the other party's death.

"Are you angry?"

"Well, I'm angry."