Holding a wand in the world of conjuration

59. Ugly things

The other side of the "bill".

Maki and Kizaki, who were undergoing an upgrade assessment, followed the special first-level conjurer in the team to wander around the periphery of the "tent" and wait.

Nagizaki knocked off a low-level cursed head casually, dexterously avoided the splashed brains, recalled the nail covered with curse power and put it back into the small bag at his waist, and shook the hammer in his hand dissatisfied.

"I said, shouldn't the casualties of ordinary people be minimized at this time?"

She pointed to the deformed person who occasionally ran past in the "tent", "If this continues, the ordinary people inside will be transformed into that kind of appearance, right?"

Maki snapped back the stick that had just hit a low-level curse into the ground a second ago, took off her glasses and wiped the water mist on them.

The gray-haired old man, the first-level magician of the Zen Academy, was unmoved. He twirled his beard, raised his eyelids and looked at Nagasaki, who was a little irritable, "Our task is to clean the outside of the "tent". Introduced conjurers and curses, that's all. "

That's all...

This kind of arrogant behavior that doesn't take the lives of ordinary people seriously, Kagezaki can't accept it at all.

She stood there silently, looking down at the hammer in her hand, her short hair drooping softly on both sides of her cheeks.

She clearly had a weapon in her hand, but she couldn't help anyone.

Isn't the mission of the conjurer to remove the curse and protect those ignorant lives standing in the sun?

But why, those people can blatantly say "the loss of the magician must be minimized"?

She clenched her fists.

The first-level magician glanced at her indifferently, and looked away lazily.

Maki noticed something was wrong with her, walked to her side, reached out and patted her tense shoulder.

Nagasaki suddenly recovered from the uncontrollable anger and raised his head.

Maki's eyes are somewhat distorted behind the lens, but she always looks so resolute no matter what.

She shook her head gently.

This grading test is highly valued by both the sister colleges, the teachers and seniors of this school, and even the entire magic world.

Not only because of the knotweed that was listed as a key observation object, but also because of the participation of almost all members of the rare conjuration high school.

In short, the symbolic meaning of this rating assessment does not allow them to make any mistakes.

Nagasaki was about to say something when he suddenly saw a small black dot galloping towards the sky in the distance.

With Sakura moving forward at full speed, a small black spot appeared in front of their eyes almost in the blink of an eye.

The first-level sorcerer with the old god noticed the airflow fluctuations, subconsciously squinted his eyes, and was ready to fight at any time.

Nazaki stepped forward a few steps, "Sakura? Miss Witch?"

He looked back at Maki, Maki pushed his glasses and nodded, and then he withdrew the technique that was ready to go.

Yivian glanced at him calmly, holding a small sheepskin scroll in her hand under her sleeve.

Sakura finally saw a familiar person from the big scuffle of reformed people running everywhere, and she braked suddenly and stopped in front of the two of them, before she had time to be happy, she just thought about blah blah, but the next second she saw it and looked at it, it was very difficult to mess with The old gentleman shut up quickly and honestly.

Yivian didn't care too much. Except for the special contact method, there was no way to use any current communication tools in the "Take" account. Even if the other party was an insider, it was not easy to get a definite answer.

Of course, if not, it doesn't matter if the other party knows about this matter that will be made public sooner or later.

She asked Maki straight to the point: "Can you get in touch with—"

When the words came to his lips, he suddenly forgot the boy's name.Sure enough, the name of this world was too awkward for her to pronounce.

After thinking about it, Yivian decided to put it another way, "The one who is currently practicing—well. It should be practicing, right?"

Maki raised her eyebrows. So far, the only one who has practiced abroad is——

"Does it refer to Bone?"

Although I can't remember it, the pronunciation is very familiar, so it should be correct.

Evian nodded and looked at her seriously, "Go get in touch with him. Tell him, "Don't promise anything unless you see Satoru with your own eyes." "

Maki keenly sensed something was wrong, "That guy?"

The uncertainty in her tone was too strong, and even the first-level magician who was leading the team standing aside with drooping eyelids cheered up, Nagasaki raised his eyes subconsciously, and looked over.

Yivian, who was watched by everyone, did not show any strange emotions, and there was unquestionable certainty in her clear pupils, "The situation is a bit bad."

"But it's okay, I'll bring him back."

How bad is the situation that can make the arrogant witch feel bad?

Without further hesitation, Maki put away the straight stick and took out her mobile phone.

Yivian was not idle either, and roughly calculated the time and distance needed to get from the periphery to the curse gathering place——

In the case that the offensive scroll cannot be used, the risk factor is too high to go alone with the defensive scroll.

The defensive barrier unfolded by the scroll cannot be compared with the barrier maintained by magic.

Ignoring the hard conditions such as defense level and time, the most deadly point of the magic scroll is——

unable to move...

The principle is probably to split the space at the moment the stored magic power is released, thereby temporarily isolating a small confined space, and the released magic power will condense a one-way defensive barrier to resist external damage. effect.

And this way of releasing magic power, although compared to the chanting time required by advanced magic, can be called instant.But there are obviously fatal drawbacks——

Once there is a threat inside the enchantment, the only solution is to kick out the objects that may cause damage.

And usually it has reached the point of using a defensive enchantment, and the people inside are naturally unable to save themselves.

When tearing open the scroll, he accidentally covered the enemy, and he was unable to expel the enemy with his strength, this was a dead end.

Therefore, the defense scroll as a carrier is completely useless to mages.

What's more, not all mages are like Yivian, who can stuff magic power for as long as 3 minutes into the scroll.

Most of the defense scrolls on the market usually last for 15 seconds, and more than 30 seconds can be regarded as advanced defense scrolls.

Even so, for lords and nobles who have no elemental affinity and are not short of money, even just 30 seconds may be enough to save a life.

Sighing calmly, Yivian clenched the sheepskin scroll tightly in her hand, and the building standing in the center faced her far away.

Gojo Satoru is there.

The distance from the periphery to the center is constant, the specific number of reformed people and curses is unknown, the only thing that is certain is——

Those special spell spirits must also be in the "tent".

Now she has no chance of winning against those guys rashly, it can barely be said to be negligible-as long as she takes out an advanced attack scroll.

And maybe, by the way, this large area can be completely emptied.

Well.Honestly it's not her style.

At present, there is no one who can be trusted who is strong enough to offset the damage caused by the advanced attack scroll.

It really left a distressing situation, Gojo Satoru.

Yivian simulated every conceivable route in her brain, and finally had to overthrow them one by one due to various reasons.

Optimal solution……

She looked down at her palm, and the delicate lines spread silently on her white palm.

There should have been a black bone staff there when she needed it.

Yet nothing.

Across a long time and space, the sense of powerlessness struck again.

"Evian—"

The keen perception sensed something was wrong, but the body was too dull to avoid it.

A few figures suddenly broke into the line of sight, blocking in front of him——

Yivian watched helplessly as the huge fireball coming towards her was completely blocked by the sudden intruding figure. The bright flame pierced into the eyes, and the purple-black pupils enlarged unconsciously, astringent, a little acid.

She blinked her eyes to get rid of abnormal emotions, and looked at the volcanic head that had formed a beam from the very beginning with a grim smile as she tore it apart bit by bit.

Probably because she heard about "the witch in another world lost her power" from somewhere, so she came here to provoke her arrogantly.

The slender fingertips flexibly hooked off the entangled silk thread, and Yivian pulled it casually, and the invisible power fluctuations spread around her in an instant, forming a closed space at a speed that was difficult for human eyes to match.

The huge fireball hit the transparent barrier with a "bang", just offsetting the magic power released by the intermediate defense scroll in an instant, and the transparent fragments of "Kara Kala" dissipated before they could hit the ground. out of the air.

The smile on Leuhu's face froze——

What about losing power and becoming an ordinary person?

Can this level be called an ordinary person?

At this moment, Leuhu, who was called the curse, was actually just a volcanic head, recalled the aggrieved past when he was locked in the barrier and couldn't grow his body, otherwise he would squeeze himself into a deformed ball.

The only big eye of Kazilan blinked, seriously thinking about whether to meet the inexplicable woman in front of her.

Yivian tilted her head, looked at the solid figure blocking her in front of her, and asked in puzzlement, "What are you guys doing?"

Sakura withdrew the "shield" in her hand, scratched her head, and smiled innocently.

Nagizaki swung the hammer, and unnaturally moved two steps away, revealing Maki who pushed his glasses several times behind him, and an old man with his beard twisted and his eyelashes still closed.

The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at the worry-free members to be rated, and he didn't give Evian any spare vision.

Evian didn't pay attention to his plan either.

Meeting the eyes of the witch Qinglingling, Maki raised her hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, "Aren't you?"

Nodding clearly, Yivian suddenly smiled brightly at the front, "Yes."

She looked at Lihu who took a few steps back, and asked happily: "Would you like to try—"

After a few seconds of weird pause, she said confidently, "Ugly thing."

Leu Hu looked in disbelief at the human being who was so petite that he could crush him with two fingers and arrogantly challenged himself—and he was sure that she must have forgotten his name when she paused just now!

hateful……

Damn humans.

How dare you be so arrogant.

He took a deep breath and turned away.

Yivian clenched the high-level defense scroll in her palm, and watched the cursed figure get farther and farther away until it turned into a small black dot and disappeared into the towering tall building. She was relieved.

Before provoking words, she had thought about the consequences of doing so.

Either provoke the enemy to counterattack, or... like now.

Let the other party mistakenly believe that their information is wrong, and create an illusion of "you were deceived by the ghost" when there are a large number of people on our side.

Of course, this kind of clumsy trick can probably only deceive these unthinking curses.

It is estimated that it will not be long before the other party will recall it and receive a more violent counterattack.

After all, the arrogant witch who would fight because of a word back then is just a passive defense today. Just thinking about this kind of thing is very weird, right?

But that's not what Yivian should worry about now.

[The Witch Diary: Sure enough, should we cut the weeds and root them out next time?Questioning or something... maybe next time I should suggest Satoru to consider the efficient form of "torture". 】

[A little tip: Witches have no enemies in the wizarding world.Because everyone who wanted to kill her was killed without exception. 】

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