The boyfriend of the magic girl is too weak

It took Nao Hisada 6 minutes from receiving the message to rushing to the central square, a little overtime from the 5 minutes she had originally promised.

She looked around and saw several plainclothes policemen parked downstairs in the square, about dozens of them, but Pang Da was not found.

[Nao: Where are you? 】

【Pang Da: I'm already in a taxi, please don't embarrass the panda who can't fly. 】

Pang Da was not there, so she had to drag the unconscious curser to Officer Sanada and others.

"This is also one of them?" Sanada Zongyou looked surprised, and then handcuffed the curser's hands and tied them to the police car. His tone was filled with admiration, "It's so efficient, where did Mr. Hisata catch him? "

-How should I tell you that this curse master was caught at your house.

Hisata Nao was silent for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"It's near here, just happened to meet," she twitched the corners of her mouth, and changed the subject perfunctorily, "Where is the person captured by your surveillance?"

Sanada Zongyou frowned: "On the rooftop, our people dare not get too close, they just observe from a distance."

Nao Kuta looked up in the direction he pointed, and saw a black figure in the towering building.

sky?Just so happens to be her domain.

The main police officer Sanada Sosuke lowered his voice: "Can you arrange a sniper attack?"

"Probably the sniper will die miserably." Hisada Nao's tone was light and cool, "Since he dared to appear in an open place blatantly, relying on his technique will protect him from harm."

If the information is accurate, the curser's skills are related to rebounding. Ordinary firearms cannot knock him down. Instead, they will be released through spells, and the damage will be counterattacked back to the shooter.

In short, the person can exorcise the cursed spirit through self-mutilation.

There are many restrictions on fighting against the curse spirit, and the price/performance ratio is too low. On the contrary, if facing the firearms of the ordinary mafia|party, he can be said to be like a fish in water, so he embarked on the road of the curse master.

Sanada Zongyou had heard of all sorts of strange spells by conjurers, and he didn't insist on his opinion: "I have already sent people to seal off the rooftop so that ordinary people cannot be affected. Can we take him down quietly?"

"Who are you looking down on!" Hisata Nao once again used spell power to strengthen the handcuffs, ensuring that even if the curser woke up halfway, he would not be able to escape, "Wait a minute my classmates will come here, wearing panda cos suits, you hand them over He'll do it."

Most conjurers have weird tempers and are difficult to get along with. Officer Sanada Zongyou has heard about this, but he doesn't care. He waved his hands and said, "I wish you good fortune in martial arts."

In broad daylight, Nao Hisada chose to take the elevator in a low-key manner instead of flying up to the rooftop in one breath, and at the same time sent a message to Panda to exchange information about each other.

[Nao: I'll go to the rooftop to catch another curse master first, and you'll catch him when you get there. The police officer in charge is named Sanada, and he knows some things about the magic world, but be careful, don't talk too much. 】

Police officer Sanada is most likely Genichiro Sanada's father, and Sanada-kun and Yukimura-kun are Yoshimura, she wants to prevent Panda from revealing too much about her.

[Pang Da: Got it, I'm almost at the central square. 】

The elevator went up quickly and reached the top floor at once. The elevator door opened, and there was no one in the elevator.

Smelling a hint of danger, Nao Hisada unconsciously concealed his figure in a hurry. The first thing he noticed was not the curser, but a certain elementary school student wearing glasses—Conan.

It was agreed that the roof was blocked, why can elementary school students sneak in?

As soon as Conan entered the mall, he found this man, wearing a black suit, missing his left ear, with his hands in his pockets, looking around from time to time, as if he was looking for someone. Very light nitrate smell.

He has a gun!

Conan, who suffers from PTSD in black, followed the suspicious person without hesitation. He followed people around the shopping mall, climbed the fire ladder that few people used, and came to the rooftop.

He flicked up his watch, aiming at the suspicious man.

"It's windy." The man stood on the edge of the roof with his eyes closed, whispering to the empty air, he suddenly grinned, reached out and pulled out the little tail that had been following him, and held Conan vigorously, "Little friend, Do me a favor!"

The man suddenly dragged Conan up, with incredible strength, and his tense muscles pinched him like iron clamps, immobilizing him.Conan was choked by a man, and he was lifted out of the rooftop. This is a [-]-story building, close to [-] meters. Once he falls, there is no possibility of survival.

"I know I can't escape." The man's voice was trembling, his hands were constantly tightening, his veins were bulging, and his strength was getting stronger and stronger. Conan felt that the air in his chest was getting thinner and his internal organs seemed to be shifted.

The man's voice was intermittent with a weird twist: "I am willing to...dedicate everything..."

Who is he talking to?

Conan's eyes were black, he struggled desperately, the hand pinching his neck was like a vice.

Conan grabbed the hand that was holding him tightly, his nails dug into the flesh, and made a little noise with difficulty, the big hand remained motionless: "Huh, huh... sir... please calm down... some..."

"The wind is blowing..." The man ignored it and murmured like a dream.

He said it was windy, but there was no wind around.

Heavy gray-blue clouds covered the entire area, as if a rain was brewing, the wind also stopped, and everything seemed to freeze.

Although it was jokingly called conjurers lunatics, the mental state of this curser was obviously not right.

A pair of gray tentacles floated behind the Curser, hazy, like a virtual illusion, his figure began to distort, and Nao Hisada's eyes widened in disbelief.

It was the breath of the cursed spirit——

Why would a conjurer evolve into a conjurer?

The power of the curse is rippling in the air, the third level, the second level, step by step, and it is about to be promoted to the quasi-level one.

Nao Kuta calculated the distance between himself and the curse master, not only to save Conan, but also to stop this weird curse master's curse spirit immediately. Time was running out, and she only had two seconds.

Seeing that Conan's face turned from red to white, he couldn't hesitate anymore.

two seconds—

In the first second, the fierce wind blade flashed white light and slashed at the curser's hands.

In the second second, the Curser stopped in pain, and Conan fell into the air and fell into a cold embrace.

Hisata Nao flung Conan to a hidden and safer triangular area with one hand, and formed a seal with the other hand, quickly making a tent, including the entire rooftop.

The curse master could no longer see the shadow of a human being, with huge tentacles on his head, a strange sag in his chest, and his whole body was covered by a brown hard shell, revealing the dense white bones under the shell. He or he lay on the ground, screaming With a low roar, the positions of his hands were neatly cut off by the conjurer, and hot blood flowed out.

Conan suppressed the exclamation in his throat, put his head in his hands, and tried his best to protect himself. Everything in front of him was beyond his three views, and the only girl standing in front of him was Hisada Nao, who had met a few times.

He recalled that the first meeting was not on a cruise ship, but in a coffee shop. At that time, a man was poisoned by his lover, and atropine had hallucinogenic effects. The man crazily shouted "curse spirit".

Curse spirit, is it the monster in front of you?

The huge wind rolled up, blowing the hair wildly, the clothes on the body fluttered, and countless whirlwinds rose from the ground, making people have to squint their eyes.

Nao Kuta took several deep breaths, and glanced at the wriggling curse spirit on the ground little by little, telling her that it was a 100% curse spirit in all directions, whether it was the appearance or the sense of magic power.

Is this human?

No, it's a curse spirit.

Hisata Nao gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and spoke quickly: "Although I don't know what's going on, but according to the rules of the spell, you must be exorcised as a curse."*

The Curse Master cursed at an extremely fast speed, his blood soared, and he jumped up suddenly. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the two of them, and the bone spikes arched inch by inch.

But someone was faster than it, a figure like cold electricity flashed, the curse spirit suddenly fell, let out a scream, the cold wind swept through the mat, and there was a broken corpse on the ground, with its throat torn, and when it fell to the ground It turned back into a human form again, and there was no sound, blood dripped all over the ground.

……

The man's voice was serious: "A-16, kill them."

The girl flatly refused: "No, this is number seven and NO.18, I won't kill anyone!"

He grabbed the girl and forced her to raise her head: "Open your eyes and see clearly, they are not A-7 and A-18, they have turned into a group of monsters."

!!!

No. 18 has soft long blond hair, and likes shiny things the most; No. [-] has two cute dimples, quiet and well-behaved, the three of them sat under the tree yesterday and read a book, looking forward to the great world depicted in the book , meet to travel together in the future.

The little friends of the past, now separated by an iron railing, are completely human.

The terrifying mouths opened wide, thick green liquid dripped from their mouthparts, and the liquid dripped onto the floor, making a scorching sound, and the floor instantly turned black.

A-7 and A-18, failed experiments that have already been branded.

They are people, not monsters, not cursed spirits.

They are partners, former partners...

Seeming to be irritated by her dawdling attitude, the man pulled away and pulled up the iron bars at the same time.

As if seeing a delicious meal, two irrational curse spirits drooled and flew towards her from left to right.

Chi-

The blood burst, and the strong smell of blood was like an overwhelming nightmare.

Although a transparent defensive wall has been prepared, the splattered blood still stained Hisada Nao's face, thin red streaked down her cheeks, blood splashed onto her eyes, and her vision was covered with a layer of crimson blood .

……

what happened?

Is this a conjurer or a curse spirit?

Did she kill someone again?

A high-tech jacket fell with the wind, covering all of Conan's sight. He just didn't see the bloody scene. In the darkness, Conan swallowed, and hesitantly called: "Sister Jiutian?"

no respond.

The brisk cell phone rang, and Nao Hisada tapped the answer button mechanically.

A gentle voice came from the phone: "Nao, is the matter settled? The tennis club is over here, do you want to make an appointment for dinner?"

"..."

"Moses Moses?"

"..."

"Can you hear me, Nao?"

"..."

"Nao?"

"Central Square," the red blood flowed down the face continuously, hot and sticky, Nao Hisada's voice was hoarse and unsteady, "I want to see you..."