Jujutsu Kaisen: Above the Throne

When it comes to making spell tools, the confidence in Tan Zao's eyes is back.

"If I can't finish it, the little one will immediately make himself a clothes hanger!"

Bai Jue glanced at the uniform of the same style that was faintly formed on the forging platform, and grinned.

"Tiehan, are you ready with the spell tool I asked you to make?"

A man who forges an iron is called an iron man for short.

Bai Jue initially planned to go bald, but when he thought of the future boy, he became the principal of Zhenyi School.

So he gave tanning a new nickname.

"Those two gadgets have been done a long time ago."

Tantan said, turned around and took out two customized spell tools behind the forging table.

A meter long sharp machete, the blade flashing with cold light.

Tan Tan raised the machete with one hand and introduced it with a proud look: "Spell tool, dragon bone."

"Needless to say, it's sharp. The force it endures on the blade will be automatically stored."

"According to the user's intention, this power can erupt from the back of the blade at any time, greatly increasing the power of the next blow!"

Tan Tan put the keel on the forging table and took out a pink revolver in his right hand.

Gently stroking the gun body, a hint of reluctance flashed in Tanzao's eyes: "Spell tool, red lotus."

"You need to store the magic power in advance. When it is fired, the magic power will turn into lotus-shaped bullets and shoot towards the target."

"I specially modified the muzzle of the gun. The bullets fired have a wider damage area and are more explosive."

"The gun body is enough to hold the combined spell power of more than five first-level magicians."

Tanning has introduced its performance and usage, but it has not mentioned the lovely color at all.

There seemed to be a touch of disgust and grievance.

"good!"

Bai Jue grinned with satisfaction.

"Tiehan, your skills are really good."

Bai Jue snatched the pink revolver from Tan Tan's hand and rubbed it from left to right.

This color was strongly requested by Bai Jue before it was created.

Girls, don’t think about wearing pink to look cool.

A trace of envy flashed in the eyes of the person behind him.

The first person who saw these two magic tools knew that they were prepared for the two sisters Maki and Zhenyi.

It's not that he envies the possession of the spell tool, he just thinks about it again...

It would be great if this kid had this attitude towards the masters of the Zen Academy in the future...

Thinking of this, the Dhibi man cursed for the umpteenth time in his heart a certain person from the monastery who had been dead for more than ten years.

...

Bai Jue opened his mouth to an exaggerated degree and performed a knife-swallowing stunt on the spot for the three of them.

Bai Jue held up the one-meter-long machete and inserted it into his mouth!

It wasn't until the handle of the knife completely disappeared that Bai Jue wiped the blood on his mouth that was accidentally scratched and raised his eyebrows at a few people.

The three of them twitched their mouths and were speechless.

The mouth was opened so wide that everyone could clearly see the curse spirit blocking his throat.

Future was even more speechless, as the corners of the body he had just exchanged for this bastard were cut with two bloody cuts by the blade of the knife.

His face is already quite pale, but his mouth is grinning like this.

Looks like a clown in makeup.

"Now, I'll leave the enchanting to you."

Bai Jue smiled and threw the pink revolver to Mirai.

He didn't reach out to pick it up, the pink thing didn't suit him.

The dead branches flashed by the side of the shoulder, and the mantra surged.

In about one second, this red lotus that can store the spell power of five first-level magicians...

Energy storage completed.

Chapter 32 Only the weak are restrained

"so..."

"Is my mission to supervise the curse masters on the second underground floor?"

At the entrance to Jiku's first floor, the man next door asked.

Future responded softly: "Just in case."

"I'm going back to the high school after finishing my work. If something happens here, Chanyuan Shou may not be able to suppress it alone."

Hearing this, the people from Zhibi frowned and asked: "Then they are making trouble, how to deal with it?"

Judging from the attitudes of the two curse masters, they must have been dealt with by the future.

But not only were they not dead, their body parts looked complete.

The direct people were a little confused about how to deal with them after causing trouble.

"It's just a simple show of temper and a good beating."

"If you have the idea of ​​​​escape..."

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Future's eyes: "Except for the magician in the room opposite the tanning, kill the rest directly."

Bai Jue smiled and added: "Old man, don't break the yellow-haired boy's body."

The direct person nodded, feeling a little curious about the magician in the room opposite the spell user.

"what about me?"

Bai Jue grinned and pointed at himself: "Uncle, can I still go back to the high school now?"

On the way up, Mirai had already told the story of what happened after Bai Jue fell into coma.

"Just go to school as usual. Once you've finished tanning the magic tools here, I'll have them delivered."

Future said indifferently.

A flash of surprise flashed across Bai Jue's face, "Didn't you say that Glass and the others had discovered the corpse?"

"Uncle, if I walk back in good health, I won't be caught by that bitch and dismembered in the infirmary again, right?"

Future looked calm: "A certain degree of surveillance is inevitable, but they will not do it directly."

"At least until we have evidence that you harmed humans, you don't have to worry about your safety in the college."

Bai Jue looked suspicious: "Is that so?"

"Sir, I feel that the attitude of the high school towards cursed spirits... seems not as friendly as you said."

Future glanced at Bai Jue expressionlessly: "Ants are always just ants."

"Even if it is an ant that can open its mouth to talk, it will at most arouse their interest rather than fear."

"As long as you maintain your harmless middle-class character, you are just a level four curse spirit..."

"With this level of strength, the top management will not rashly turn against him."

The people on the side agreed with him and said, "Future is right."

"Judging from the current situation, the pandas created by Noctua to refine the magic power independently are more attractive than you."

"Over the years, Gojo Satoru has retained many magicians from high-ranking officials with his tyrannical strength."

"And what's standing behind you now is Zenyuan, one of the three imperial families!"

Bai Jue nodded thoughtfully: "What about the condition of the corpse? If asked, should I tell you?"

"Just say it's the corpse of a magician who died from excessive training at the Zen Academy."

Future said coldly: "Legitimate reasons for corpses, there are as many such things as you want."

"In the end, it doesn't matter whether it's a college or the world."

"So-called laws, so-called codes, only the weak can be restrained by these."

"Okay, I'll go back to the high school with you tomorrow."

Bai Jue grinned.

Mirai shook his head, "Just go to the high school with Chanyuan Shou tomorrow. I'll stay here for the time being."

Bai Jue was stunned and was about to ask...

Facing the scarlet eyes that were always open in the future, Bai Jue suddenly remembered something and smiled. The corners of his mouth, which were cut open by the blade, oozed a little scarlet.

...

Early the next day, Chan Yuan Shou led Bai Jue to set off for the College.

After all, a level four cursed spirit has no one to escort it, and if it is not protected, it will die somewhere.

The Zhibi people packed their luggage and a large amount of food and moved into the Jiku on the second underground floor.

On this day, the future also sent almost all the magicians of the Chanyuan family to other places to carry out the task of capturing the curse spirits.

At the entrance to the first floor of Jiku, there is a pavilion built by the Zenyuan family last night.

There are two cups of hot tea on the stone table and a large number of intelligence documents stacked up.

At the suggestion of the future, the stone bench was directly replaced by a comfortable and warm sofa.

What's even more inconsistent is... a coffin placed vertically behind Future.