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It is sand.

Countless amounts of sand.

Those fine bits that accumulate quickly on the wooden floor are some colorful sand that only exists in fairy tales.

Ochre red, sun orange, bright yellow, grass green, indigo, sky blue, daisy purple...Countless colored gravels flowed down from the surrounding curse skeletons, and even Noctua Moth Zhengdao himself, and piled up on the ground. It will reach the position of the man's waist.

Negative emotions seemed to be leaving him quickly, anger, worry and other emotions were quickly pulled away, leaving only those good and intoxicating pleasures.

This feeling of tranquility was harmless, and the magician's heart quickly relaxed.With the soul completely immersed in this sea of ​​pure joy, the night moth's keen senses finally kicked in belatedly - his spell was fading.

With the flow of those colored sands, the mantra, the power generated by negative emotions, seemed to be classified as bad things, wrapped in the sand, and separated from the man.

Before being submerged in the sand, the night moth hurriedly called a stop, which made the young man put away his ability aggrievedly, but those shiny sands were still piled up in the office. Going to roll on it.

"Hurry up and take back the sand, you have passed the actual combat."

"Principal, look, isn't this super pretty!" The boy scooped up a handful of pink sand and threw it towards the ceiling, only reluctantly shouting a spell-like word under the warning of the black face of the night moth.

"Goyabu!" As the boy called, the colored sand immediately disappeared from the floor, and the scene that was almost submerged before seemed like a dream.

Ye Mozheng looked at the young man standing in the middle of the office begging for praise, and fell into a rare state of aphasia.

It was the first time he had seen such a technique that could almost be called a magician and natural enemy of magic spirits.He had heard before that among the people with supernatural powers in Yokohama, there were people who could nullify supernatural powers and spells, but seeing this similar special ability with his own eyes, he was still taken aback.

Feeling lucky, if this child was not brought here by Gojo Satoru, but was first found by the high-level officials of the Magic Association or the Yusan family, he could hardly imagine what would happen in a place he didn't know.Bringing the boy over now, at least after the high school registration, it will be much more difficult even if the high level wants to make any moves.

It's rare for Wu to do a good thing that makes people worry, Ye Mo Zhengdao actually felt a little strangely relieved, but the assessment of the boy is still in progress.

The test of strength ended without any dispute, and the consideration of xinxing is indispensable. Seeing that the plan of besieging the boy with curse bones to force the boy to show his heart failed, Ye Mozheng asked straightforwardly: "Why do you want to cast spells?" division?"

"If you become a special class, you will be famous, right?" The young man named Grau Graman asked an irrelevant question abruptly.

"Of course." Noctua Moth Zhengdao couldn't keep up with his train of thought, but he still answered.

The lion boy's eyes were suddenly lit up, and the color of his irises kept changing due to excessive emotion: "That's good, I will become a powerful super magician, and then let the president look at me with admiration. Hehe, others Everything is fine, I am bound to win the president's praise."

"Okay, you passed."

After a long silence, when Kurikawa Soryu almost thought that he would be rejected, the man opposite suddenly spit out a few words slowly as if he had made up his mind.

"Great!"

The juvenile's cheers could almost pierce the roof of the building, and his hair and eyes turned orange-red, which symbolized a happy mood. It was like an artificial little sun jumping happily in the office.

"Wait, there is one more thing," the man signaled the little lion not to get too excited, "Wu said your name is Grau Graman, can I call you Grau?"

After getting the answer, the man asked immediately: "Who is the 'chairman' you mentioned earlier?"

"It's my guardian! It seems to be the leader of the association. That's what I call him. I sneaked out to be recognized by the president!" The boy's tone seemed to be something to brag about running away from home.

Another one who ran away from home, Ye Mozheng sighed secretly that he was still too happy, thinking of another girl who was going to enter school this year, he rubbed the center of his eyebrows tiredly, is it a fashion for teenagers to run away from home?But it's a done deal, and if you say no now, it's not only going back on your word, but also trampling on other people's dreams.

"Keep the key to the dormitory by yourself. After you go out, the building on the left is the dormitory."

After handing over the key to the young man, Ye Mo Zhengdao worriedly told the overly lively child, "Don't run around recently, your status is very troublesome, and someone will bring you your daily necessities."

"Know it!"

The young man rushed into the dormitory building like he was having fun, Ye Mo Zhengdao almost hallucinated a chow chow running innocently, which formed a great contrast with the young man's appearance.

But it's better to be stupid than to be disobedient, and he can only comfort himself like this in his heart.

In the dark secret space, there are many Japanese-style and room sliding doors.The white-haired young man with a bandage on his face stood casually, surrounded by sliding doors.

"Gojo Satoru, how are you doing with the tasks assigned to you earlier?"

An old but majestic voice came from behind the sliding door. Listen carefully, but you can find a bit of fear hidden in it.For the super-standard power of Six Eyes, the top management is both dependent and taboo.

"Isn't there a report from the assistant supervisor? It's fine if you can't see it yourself. Why call me here? It's so troublesome. If I hadn't been called here, I would have lined up to buy Xijiufu."

The white-haired young man's defiant attitude and teasing words seemed to irritate the old man behind the screen at once, but perhaps because of his demeanor, the old man just replied with a sting in his words: "You are self-aware, don't you think the Curse Association has registered itself? Can't the conjurers on the case be able to command?"

"Of course," Gojo Satoru changed his tone jokingly after a brief pause, "No, if you have reached the point where your eyes are dim, I will naturally be willing to help you."

"Hmph, put the tricksters aside and get down to business. Did you discover any new special spell spirits in your last mission?" Another hoarse voice sounded from the left.

"No." The impatience in the young man's tone was almost undisguised.

"How is it possible? The one that caused such a big impact is definitely a super class." A slightly younger voice came from behind the sliding door on the right, obviously extremely unbelievable.

Gojo Satoru curled his lips and said disapprovingly: "It's just a rare natural phenomenon to be so annoying all day long."

Gojo Satoru's self-confidence is not faked. He made full preparations early in the morning, and even contacted the local geologist. The place has long been managed and taken care of by other countries as a special geological landscape. Doing some research will also meet great resistance.

"Let's stop here, then, the meeting is over." The young Patriarch Gotiao's confident appearance made the doubtful high-level officials have to accept this hasty explanation.

The floating Japanese sliding doors disappeared one by one, leaving only Gojo Satoru standing in the darkness with a blank expression on his face.

"Cut." Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets and walked out.

The bird-shaped curse spirit flew for a long time before finally stopping in front of a Japanese-style building.

Atreyu was led by a young man dressed as a monk to the door, and the moss-covered stone path meandered on the well-manicured lawn.

I have to say that this is indeed a very solemn and quiet place, and it is not out of specification at all to serve as the headquarters of such a behemoth as the Panxing Cult.It can be said that it is very prestige to own so much land in a not-so-remote place in Tokyo.

"This is the headquarters of the Panxing Cult?" The grassland hunter asked curiously. This kind of layout with more plants is very rare in modern cities, but it made him feel very close to it.

"Yes." The man knocked on the door while answering gently.

There was a sound of light footsteps behind the wooden door, like two young children, and soon, the door was opened without delay.

"It's Master Xia You!" "Welcome back, Master Xia You."

Two girls who looked like twins stood in front of the door, one on the left and the other on the right.

The white-haired one ran into it in a hurry, as if to announce Xia Youjie's return, but completely turned a blind eye to the boy next to the man; Consistent scrutiny looked at Atreyu.It wasn't until the little hunter felt a little uncomfortable and stared back viciously that the girl coldly withdrew her gaze.

"Mimiko, you have to be friendly to your future family." Xia Youjie smiled helplessly. Regarding Nanako's ignorance of teenagers and Mimiko's hostility, he could only hope that after getting acquainted, these children We can get along a little bit.

"In short," when Atreyu stepped into the door of Panxing Cult, the young teacher opened his arms and said with a smile, "Welcome to Panxing Cult."