[Spell Return] Curse

5

After going through hot summer, hearty autumn and delicious winter, they entered the second grade in the season of flying cherry blossoms.Satoru never went back to Gojo's house, and spent most of his time living in the dormitory of the college. Afterwards, Jie asked how his father was doing.

"Hiro? It's rare for you to be interested in that idiot." The silver-haired conjurer shrugged, "I'll give him two choices, either leave Gojo's house, stop being a conjurer and go to Xia Zhina, or forget about it. The existence of Natsuna."

"...Which one did he choose?"

"I don't know, I haven't been back recently." The head of the family said, "The phone number at home has also been deleted. I will ask next time I pass by."

Five pills.

After a second of headache, Xia Youjie decided to give up, it had nothing to do with him anyway.

"Don't be idle, there is a task." Nitro pushed open the door of the classroom and shook the phone at them, "The news from Hamamatsu that senior sister Mingming and senior singer Diva went to exorcise the curse spirit in the mansion, but after entering No contact for two days."

"Huh? It would be a bit dangerous if there were only singers, but Mingming is very strong." Wujo said in confusion.

"Maybe I'm trapped or maybe, some curse spirits have very troublesome characteristics." Xia You closed the record book in his hand, "Let's go."

In just one year, the two of them have already left the glass far behind.

Wujo and Xia You are both approaching the special level, the six-eyed conjurer has completely learned all the family-inspired spells, and as the owner of the magic spell, now even the high school is not sure what Xia Youjie has in it. How many spells are there.

They are already the real trump cards of the college, and they are truly the strongest.

Too many victories made the young people almost forget the horror and difficulty when they faced the super magic spirit for the first time. They knew that there was failure in the world, but they didn't associate this word with themselves.

When the red color flew out from Tiannei Lizi's head, Xia Youjie lost his words.

When that man said that Satoru was dead, the world lost its color.

Everything has become so false, whether it is the body being cut apart, or the darkness replacing the light, the fact that he was defeated should have made him angry and annoyed, but there was no real feeling in his head. When the glass woke him up, Xia You Jay even thought he was having a nightmare.

"I didn't see Lizi's body, and I didn't see Satoru's body either! That guy might be talking big!"

Only then did he feel his heart beating.

Conjurers should not act too ostentatiously, so as not to make ordinary people feel uneasy, this is what the high school taught them, Xia Youjie, a top student, has always insisted on this point perfectly.

But today, the black-haired conjurer broke this habit. He stood on Honglong and flew into the sky, forgetting the screams of the glass and the sirens that sounded in the high school, and the body of the strange-shaped conjurer flew past the cloudless sky In the clear sky, people below can see figures that do not belong to this world as long as they look up, and Xia Youjie at this time has no time to care about these things at all.

There is only one thing that the magician is thankful for. The locations of the strongholds of the Panxing Sect are all in his head, and he doesn't need to spend extra time looking for them.

When he saw the only stronghold where the building collapsed, Xia Youjie jumped off the curse spirit without hesitation. The surgeon even felt the pain in his heart.

That formidable enemy is dead?still alive?In any case, it must be a fierce battle.

Is Wu still alive? ? ? ?

He definitely chased the enemy with his dying and seriously injured body, because Nitro didn't have time to heal him.

However, when Xia Youjie opened the door, what he saw was the unscathed Gojo Satoru, who was holding Lizi's remains, surrounded by many Panxing believers. They clapped their hands in celebration with joyful expressions.

Celebrating the death of an innocent girl.

The silver-haired conjurer looked at them with a very empty expression.

"Enlightenment? Is it you?" Xia Youjie was even a little scared, if the one in front of him was just an imaginary, or something else... But those eyes turned quietly, met his empty pupils and made the curse Make me feel at ease.

This is enlightenment, you can’t be wrong.

"Have you seen Nitro?"

"Well, I'm fine, I've already asked her to heal me." It was just too late to change clothes, so Xia Youjie looked at his tattered school uniform that still smelled of blood.

However, even if he is safe and sound, it will not help.

Because Tiannai Riko is dead.

She instinctively walked on the sunny road freely and lived a long and stable life, just like Xia Zhinai, but in the end she closed her eyes-because of their incompetence.

For the first time, the silver-haired conjurer said that it was his fault and had nothing to do with Xia Youjie.

What a clumsy comfort, Satoru.

Obviously you are the one who is more seriously injured.

"Let's go back."

"Jie, kill all these guys?" He said, "I shouldn't feel anything now."

The applause continued, and the ignorant people seemed to completely ignore the two young people in front of them, as well as the language they spoke. For them at this moment, only celebration was meaningful.

It's really strange, as human beings, why are there children like Riko and guys like this?The flowers that should have bloomed withered, but the things that were only suitable as fertilizers breathed well, clapped their hands, and celebrated death.

"Forget it, it doesn't make sense," he said.

But Xia Youjie knew he was just lying.

There is no feeling, but now, the feeling of killing people will come up little by little in the future. Enlightenment is indeed a cold guy by nature, but he is not hard enough to turn a blind eye to many deaths.

At least the current enlightenment is not enough.

Especially when he was suffering from Riko's death.

"It doesn't make sense. Is that thing that important?"

"That's a very important thing, especially for us magicians."

……perhaps.

A year later, the third graders Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru were both successfully promoted to special grades.

People still regard the two as the two strongest trump cards of the college. For most magicians, even if there is a slight difference in strength between the first level and the first level, the difference is not too big.

So everyone takes it for granted that Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu are similar in strength, maybe Wujo is stronger, but maybe Xia Youjie will catch up again after a while, just like the two of them in the first and second school years in the past. Same time.

Only Xia Youjie knew that was not the case.

People at the bottom can only look up, so they will only feel that the two are superior, and there is no difference.

The real distance between the first and the second has never been known by the second.

Xia Youjie knew it very well.

Although they are both special grades, there is an insurmountable moat between him and Wu.

In terms of envy, there is probably some, but on the contrary, the mantra spiritualist secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He will probably have enough time to work hard on that distant agreement.

anyway.

'Gojo Satoru is dead. 'He finally didn't have to worry about hearing such words in his lifetime.

There has always been a shortage of conjurers, and it is obviously impossible for the high school to let the two special-level partners go on missions together, so the time they meet gradually becomes rare, and one always goes here, and the other goes there.

Xia Youjie has no complaints about this.

Because this is something that could have been foreseen long ago.

The only thing that made him feel difficult was the excessive amount of spell spirits, and a little bit of trouble.

"Jie, have you lost weight?" Wutiao, who sneaked in to meet him during his busy schedule, looked up and down at his best friend who had been separated for many days.

This is the trouble with Six Eyes.

Xia Youjie sighed softly, "It's just a simple bitter summer." He said nonchalantly, "It's okay."

"Have you eaten too much cold noodles?" Wu laughed and teased him.

Every day, the Mantra Spiritualist will go to the cafeteria regularly, order the food he is used to, and then bring it back to the dormitory. If someone asks, he will say that it is just too hot outside.

Then, as needed, he would eat some until he felt nauseated and dumped the rest down the toilet.

Forcing it in will just vomit.

Xia Youjie opened the drawer as if nothing had happened, took out various nutritional supplement tablets, and swallowed them one by one. It was strange to say that he could not swallow normal food, but the bitter and unpleasant tablets did not hinder him.

Of course, this will only keep losing weight. If it is more obvious, it will be difficult for Wutiao to get away with it.

Sure enough, I should use the spell to find a way, such as stuffing food directly into the stomach.

This kind of nonsense thought should have been Wu's patent.

But at this moment, there was no one around Xia Youjie.

"I've become depraved too."

The meeting with 99 Youji was just a small episode, and the magic spell practitioner Ben didn't pay much attention until he heard a familiar name mentioned by the other party.

"In short, Tianyuan is very stable."

The scene of blood splashing from the girl's head, he still remembered it so clearly.

As if still yesterday.

Conjurers protect ordinary people, and colleges guard conjurers. This is the cognition of most college-born magicians. In many cases, this is almost a certain truth for everyone.

However, Riko died meaninglessly.

The girl who was supposed to be protected by them quietly closed her eyes just to serve as a stand-in.

They are the trump card of the high school, the six eyes of the five points, and the rare mantra spirit. If the enlightenment at that time had not awakened to the special level, they might have died meaninglessly like this.In order to maintain the stability of Tianyuan, sacrificing one or two excellent magicians, or one or two special children is not unacceptable.

【I hate high school. 】

99 Youji's words sounded in Xia Youjie's ears, did she also know about it?Has she lost anyone too?

The high-level guardian magician is just a lie.

The mantra spiritist understood what the other party wanted to convey, but he didn't convey this truth to Gojo Satoru, no, maybe it was just unnecessary.

Wu probably already knew.

He thought of the figure when his best friend decisively sent his mother out of Gojo's house.

[Curses can only make people unhappy. 】

When receiving the news of Huiyuan's death, Xia Youjie was surprised by his calmness. Another young and hopeful magician died. Qihai survived this time, but one day, he will die too.

There must be such a day, as long as the magic spirit still exists, as long as he is still a magician, this long journey will only end with the death of the magician.

The magician felt a little tired.

"Let the crusade be left to Wu, the important thing now is self-cultivation." He comforted his younger generation in this way.

"Isn't it enough to leave it all to him?"

Xia Youjie didn't open his mouth. He knew that Qihai was just saying some depressing words. No matter how strong Gojo Satoru was, he was only a human being. He only had one person, and it was impossible to completely deal with all the curse spirits.

But death is still real.

Huiyuan, Nanami, Yizhi, Nitrate, Noctua, Mingming, Diva, him, all the sorcerers in the high school will die one day, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow.

The only way to end this is when all the curses in the world are gone.

But that cannot be done.

For the curse is born of man.

Xia Youjie tried his best not to think about these stupid things, he looked at his phone, because he just finished a mission, he got a precious vacation, he decided to go home to visit his parents.

There are actually very few conjurers who go home regularly, because most of the conjurers have a complicated relationship with their family members. Some escaped from their families, and some did so to prevent their families from worrying. Everyone has their own reasons.

Xia Youjie's home is very ordinary. Although his parents have seen him fighting the curse spirit in the past, they finally understood his son's new identity under the explanation of Noctua Moth, and then silently supported him.

"Jie? Are you back? Did you cook your favorite dish today?" The mother's gentle smile was so reassuring, "Speaking of which, didn't you say that your classmates were coming to play last time?"

"Ah... I've been busy recently." He smiled helplessly.

"Are you so busy in summer? It's very hard for a conjurer. If you are too tired, remember to ask for leave from school?" His father patted him on the shoulder, "Have you lost weight?"

"...It's just bitter summer."

"Hey, Mom, did you hear that? You need to show your strength for dinner today!"

"Really, how can you child not eat well? You are still working so hard!"

Under the light, his parents' whispered complaints and concerns were so warm. In addition to the exhaustion of the long journey in the dark night and peace of mind, he finally felt the long-lost hunger.

Xia Youjie smiled, "I know, I will try my best to eat more."

This warmth and love is probably what supports all the magicians and makes them willing to sacrifice their lives to protect it.

After dinner, clutching his aching stomach from not eating normally for a long time, the magician opened the door of his room, and then he saw that thing.

The immature curse spirit hangs down from the ceiling, looking at him quietly.

It is too weak, maybe not even level [-], and someone with a bit of inspiration can easily wipe it out with a wooden stick, so that Xia Youjie, who has been keeping a few super magic spirits by his side, didn't notice it immediately .

As a super magician, the magician can see the source of the magic with just one glance.

Parents' worries, longings, and slight fears for their sons.

People are such things.

Their love is so real.

Their worries, fears and longings are also very real. Who can control their own thoughts?Occasionally complaining, recalling the scene when the child devoured the monster, maybe worrying about getting hurt.

They have done nothing wrong, they have tried very hard, and they are gentle and strong models among all parents.

However, as long as it is human, a curse will be born.

Xia Youjie walked into the bathroom, vomited up the residue in his stomach, and then ate the only thing he wouldn't vomit.

The smell of the mantra, the smell of the rag that wiped the vomit.

Too familiar taste.

As if that was the only thing that matched him.

"It's so unpalatable, Mom."

For the first time, he did not spend the night at home, nor did he say goodbye to his parents, and walked away quietly into the night alone.While walking, the screen of the mobile phone lights up, and a new task is transmitted, which is a disappearance in a remote mountain village.

Xia Youjie quietly looked at the wooden cage in front of him, and the two apparently conservative and abused children.

"what is this?"

"What? This is the cause of the incident?" The humanoid monkey spoke in a language he could not understand.

"No, I have already eliminated the cause of the incident." It was just an insignificant curse spirit, although it was also born because of the stupidity of the monkeys, logically speaking, more people should die.

He looked at the two children.

The curse power surrounds the whole body like water, it is a magician, and the reason why the curse did not cause more damage has also been found.

Xia Youjie realized that there are only two kinds of things in this world.

It is not a classification of people worth saving and garbage not worth saving.

There are only two things in the world, magicians and humans.

And he is a conjurer.

"Everyone, why don't you go outside first?" He said to the two monkeys behind him.

The world became a lot quieter without monkeys chirping. Xia Youjie sat on Honglong's back with his two children in his arms. He seemed to have sat on Honglong and soared high before.

But at that time, there was no such leeway to feel the feeling of flying.

"Where... where are you going now?" the young child asked the mantra.

"Well, let's find a place for you to sleep first."

He said with a smile, and then flew to where he came from.

When the door opened, my father had a surprised expression on his face, "When did you go out, Jay? Why is there blood on your face? Did you get hurt?"

"Mom, where is the medicine cabinet?"

"I'll take it here, oh, who are these two children?"

And Xia Youjie just looked at his room quietly, the curse spirit that had been swallowed was showing signs of recovery again.

This is a matter of course.

Because the person in front of me is a human [monkey].

"Already, there is no need to continue to work hard, Dad, Mom."

"Go to sleep."

he said with a smile.

Powerless love can't save anyone, nothing.

He couldn't turn everyone into conjurers, so he had to choose to eliminate all humans-then there would be no more curses, and the misfortune of conjurers would come to an end.

Compared to human beings who are the source of everything, Xia Youjie chose to love the magician.