After I entered the Otome game, I became the head of the temple

I really didn't expect to encounter such emergencies when I came to the amusement park.

Me: All, let me ask if it is possible to archive now?

System: [Sorry, there is currently no save setting in the game. 】

It’s going to be difficult if you can’t save it... I thought about it for a while, but Xia Youjie began to look out of the window with some fear. They are still a little away from the highest point, and he can clearly see the panic of the crowd below. Running around, some adults are comforting children who are afraid of crying.

"Makoto, can your words resolve this crisis?"

I froze for a moment, then raised my head to look at the boy who was looking down from the opposite side. His eyes were a little dazed, but he didn't seem to be afraid.So I followed his gaze: "Why do you say that, no matter how you look at it, this situation should be handed over to the police."

"Eh?" Xia Youjie exclaimed, and looked over with a puzzled expression: "But isn't Zhenqin very powerful? If the police deal with it, will many people be injured?"

I was a bit surprised to hear him say that.

I didn't expect Xia Youjie to have such a personality, so I raised my hand to my lips and smiled softly: "Although there is nothing wrong with saying that, Jie, you have thought about what to do when the police arrive if I take action to solve it. this matter?"

Humans will exclude the heterogeneous.

For unknown power, more people will only feel terror.

Seeing Xia Youjie's half-understanding expression, I realized that it was too early to talk to him, so I gave a suggestion: "I heard some strange voices just now, Jie wants to look for them with me. see?"

"Strange sound?"

"Well, I guess it might be the bomb that was just said on the radio."

Seeing the stunned look of the other party, I blinked: "Why, are you scared?"

He came back to his senses, and scratched his face helplessly, as if a little embarrassed: "Ah, a little... This is the first time I've seen a bomb..."

A small figure jumped out of the shadows under my feet. He nimbly jumped onto my knees, raised his head and let out a sweet cry. The two big tails behind him swayed from side to side, and the soft touch gently swept over my knees.

"Mica, please." I hugged the cat's soft body and rubbed its head with my cheek: "There are too many voices here, and I can't figure out the exact location of the bomb."

The cat demon's ears are much more sensitive than human's.

I looked at other amusement equipment in the distance, and it seemed that many of them were suspended, and even the jumping machine in the distance stopped in mid-air.Looking at the gathered amusement park employees below, it seems that the suspension of equipment is not their intention.

Me: Is Mr. X a hacker?

System: [Looking at the situation, it seems that he is hiding in the crowd? 】

Me: I don't think he is here. If he is a hacker, he can observe everyone through the surveillance here...but he may also be a curse master.

System: 【...You mean his target might be you? 】

Me: Let's find the bomb first.

Since the other party said that his hobby is making bombs, if it is a curse master, then the bomb placed will definitely leave the other party's curse power. Ordinary bomb maniacs can be handed over to the police, but if the other party is a curse master, that is It was handled by the conjurer.

Soon Mica came back with something the size of a tennis ball in its mouth.

I held it in my hand and looked at it. It was a white spherical toy stuffed with the bomb's circuit and a countdown timer.Its sound is very small, the kind that will be completely ignored if you don't listen carefully.

Seeing me holding the bomb in my hand, Xia Youjie stared nervously at the 1-minute countdown: "Zhenqin, can you defuse the bomb?"

I raised my head and looked at him: "How is it possible, I haven't learned it before."

Even the Yusanjia will not teach people the hard-core operation of dismantling bombs. Conjurers with magic power can rely on their own physical skills and spells to fight. If there are bombs, they will give priority to violently destroying them before using them. The magic power package reduces the damage of the explosion, which tests whether the conjurer's control over the magic power is good enough.

Me: All, can you tell if there is magic power on it?

System: [Let me take a look!Hmm, there are indeed traces of mantra manipulation on the circuit! 】

"Zhenqin! The time... the time is coming!" Xia Youjie called me nervously.

I wrapped the bomb in my hand with magic power, threw out the hot potato in my hand, then turned around and hugged Xia Youjie and fell down on the seat. The bomb ball shattered the glass and flew out in a beautiful arc, and then slammed in the eyes of everyone. Smoke exploded with a bang.

The crowd below burst into screams of panic.

I pushed aside the shards of glass beside me, sat up straight again and looked at Xia Youjie: "It's okay, is there any injury?"

"No..." He slowly sat up straight, then suddenly raised his head to look at me: "Where is Makoto! Are you injured?!"

I picked up the small debris that fell on my clothes: "No. Didn't Jie just say that he wanted me to solve this problem, now I want to explain to you that there is a situation that a conjurer must solve, that is, encountering Dangerous incidents caused by curse masters, because ordinary people cannot solve the curse, we are needed at this time."

Breeze came in from the broken window, and the shikigami in the red coat slowly appeared beside me.

The girl with short black hair took off her coat and put it on me. Under the bright red setting sun, there was a soft expression on her usually indifferent face. Ryoichi in a blue kimono stroked the fragments of my hair, her tone was flat: "Do you need me to solve it?"

I closed her red coat: "Can you follow the spell to find yourself?"

"Yes, it's not difficult." After the two rituals were finished, they turned to look at the boy next to him who didn't dare to speak: "Take good care of Makoto."

After throwing the words, the heroic female god jumped out of the window.Xia Youjie stood up, walked to the window and looked down. Except for the crowd and the police around the ferris wheel, he couldn't see the two ceremonies at all.

Xia Youjie turned to me and asked, "Where did she go?"

"Go to the curse master who was talking on the radio." I waved to him, let Xia Youjie sit next to me and put on two ceremonial coats: "When the sun goes down, the temperature will be low, don't catch a cold."

Our two shoulders were huddled under a coat, and Xia Youjie asked in a low voice, "Will no one be injured as long as we find that curser?"

"There is a grievance, and there is a debtor. It would be much easier for the police to deal with the bombs if there is no curse master behind the scenes."

"Then does this count as protecting those ordinary people?"

"Well, it can be said that." I tilted my head in doubt: "Jie, I wanted to ask before, don't you think that the duty of conjurers is to protect ordinary people?"

"Isn't it?" Xia Youjie blinked: "Shouldn't people with abilities use their power in the right place? It's right to help ordinary people."

What kind of heroic thinking is this?

I opened my mouth, but I felt that it was too early for the other party to say the truth: "The duty of the conjurer is only to cast off the curse, and we cannot be heroes in the eyes of ordinary people."

Conjurer is a high-risk and lonely profession, and may be lonely until the moment of death.

No one knew what they were fighting for or against, for no one but them could see the terrible curse.