The daily life of passersby behind the scenes BOSS

There has been an uproar in the world of conjuration recently.

First, the astral body and the breeder died, then Wujo Wu, the guard, disappeared, and Xia Youjie was seriously injured.

The Wutiao family was furious, and the Xingxing Palace where Master Tianyuan lived was held accountable, which disturbed all the senior executives in the magic world.Many well-informed conjuration families even learned about the situation of the conjuration college, smelling the imminent arrival of the mountain rain, and quietly started to prepare.

Especially in the Xingxing Palace, all the guards who followed Lord Tianyuan were very anxious, but they couldn't explain the situation to the outside world.

——No new astral bodies were born!

Master Tian Yuan's technique is the most special in the entire magic world, and it has been supporting all the enchantment techniques in the magic world for thousands of years.

In order to ensure that Lord Tianyuan can exist as a human being, and not evolve into an inhuman existence because of the [immortality] technique, he must assimilate with the astral body every once in a while to refresh the genetic information in the body.

In history, it is not uncommon for astral bodies to be killed, but new astral bodies will soon be born to make up for the vacancy and ensure the stability of Master Tianyuan's spells.

However, this time, after Tiannei Lizi's death, no matter how hard Xinggong searched, he could not find a new astral body.

"Seeing that the time for assimilation is coming soon, so the matter of assimilation..."

"What will Master Tianyuan do..."

The guards whispered anxiously, and some guards left the Xingxing Palace to find a solution.

The bookkeeper who was found in the library frowned deeply after hearing the intention of the visitor: "Either the astral body is not dead, or, the inheritance of the astral body has disappeared for some reason..."

"Once the assimilation is missed, Lord Tian Yuan will likely become a half-curse spirit and half-human physique. At that time, the gods will be hard to save."

As soon as the bookkeeper finished speaking, he suddenly realized something. He lowered his head and looked at the handbook spread out in his hand. It was the one that Kazama Yuanlan helped translate: "God?"

Did the last king of Laika civilization successfully steal the authority of the gods?

……

At this moment, what is more chaotic than the magic world is the high school of magic.

Night Moth Zhengdao is going crazy.

The whereabouts of Gojo Satoru in the second grade are unknown, Xia Youjie is seriously injured, and Supervisor Xia Yin dies.

The first-year Nanami Jianren was injured, Haibara Yuu was seriously injured and fell into a coma, and the non-staff member Kazamain Lan disappeared.

The already understaffed conjuration college made the situation worse. The rest of the teachers and students were on business trips. In recent days, it was because of the conjurers who were on business trips to Russia, which showed that Russia had strange powers different from known powers. A conjurer assists in the investigation.

In this way, the only ones who can work are Noctuid Moth Zhengdao and Jiarui Nitro-Jiarui Nitrogen is still in the healing department and cannot be exported.

Even the time spent grieving over the death of Supervisor Xia Yin is a luxury for Noctua Moth.

In the treatment room, Jiarui Zizi silently raised the white cloth to cover the lifeless and pale face of the lower voice supervisor, and then pushed the freezer inside.

"Little Nitrate." On the treatment table behind him, Xia Youjie, who was covered in bandages, said, "Don't be too sad."

Jiarui Nizi let out a "hmm", and when he turned around, he had adjusted his expression and forced a smile: "Jie, how are you feeling today?"

Xia Youjie shook his head lightly.

Jiarui Nitro fell silent again.

In this major change, the saddest thing is that the family has entered the nitrous.

While her companions were on missions, she stayed in a safe place and waited, and the one who greeted her back was the seriously injured companion.

Xia Youjie's situation is not good.

Even the person who has not found out who it is until now helped Xia Youjie to treat and bandage the wound before sending him back, but the most serious injury on Xia Youjie's body was not a skin trauma.

It's the ability effect on him, and he lost all his spells.

It took a lot of time to enter the nitrous, and I was so tired that I could hardly lift my fingers, so I gradually removed the many and complicated effects of abilities on Xia Youjie, allowing him to regain consciousness.

Then Xia Youjie told Jia Ruozi and Ye Mo Zhengdao about the terrible situation that overturned their cognition.

——Someone can plunder the conjurer's spell.

"By the time I realized it, all the magic balls accumulated in my body had been forcibly separated."

Xia Youjie's vocal cords and throat were severely damaged because the curse spirit ball he swallowed was forcefully spit out regardless of the consequences.

While recalling the scene where all the curse spirits flew to the opened book in the hand of the person who called himself Kuroro, and then disappeared, he replayed the battle carefully, thinking about when the other party launched the spell to rob him of.

"However, when I disclosed the information about the technique, he did ask me a few questions, and I answered them."

Xia Youjie covered his lips and pondered, "When was it..."

"You just said that Kuroro wanted to rob you of your spell, and the manipulative spell was indeed taken away by the other party. However, your current spell is still there."

Ye Mozheng frowned: "It can't be that he snatched half of it and found out with conscience?"

Xia Youjie shook his head: "No, he obviously wanted to save my life at the beginning, and I could feel it during the battle. He didn't make a fatal attack. But he found that he could only take away my curse spirit but not After not using my technique, the fighting style changed, and it seemed that he didn't want me to survive."

"If he can take away my spells, it's his spells. Is the fact that I'm alive a flaw in his spells..."

Xia Youjie murmured to himself, lost in thought.

He and Gojo Satoru have always been partners in missions, and he trusts Gojo Satoru's ability. This time at the hot spring hotel, he also confidently handed over the monster to Gojo Satoru.

Until he lost the battle with Kuroro, he had no doubt that the battle with Gojo Satoru would go smoothly.

However, when he woke up on the treatment table of the conjuration specialist, he thought it was Gojo Satoru who brought him back, but he didn't expect to be told that Gojo Satoru was missing.

Xia Youjie immediately thought of the man named Ku Luoluo.

Strange power fluctuations, the ability to steal other people's spells...

understand him...

Seeing that Xia Youjie was deep in thought, Ye Mo Zhengdao sighed, lowered his voice and said to the family, "Grat, I will leave Jie to you. I will go to the first grade to have a look."

"Huihara's condition doesn't seem to be very good. Your inversion technique healed his wounds, but for some reason, he still hasn't woken up. I suspect he may have been attacked by a spirit."

Jia Ruozi nodded: "What Jie said about the theft of spells..."

Night Moth Zhengdao slowly shook his head, and the sound of the house-entry nitrous immediately stopped.

"Because of the death of the astral body, the magic world is already in chaos. If those high-level officials know about it, the situation will become even more uncontrollable."

Night Moth Zhengdao, as the confirmed next headmaster of the Conjuration High School, knows more things than others.

Originally, for the high-level people, Wujo Satoru with six eyes was a complete deterrent, making them restrain themselves a little.If Gojo Satoru's life and whereabouts are unknown, if the higher-ups know that someone can steal other people's spells for their own use, it is difficult to guarantee that the higher-ups will not go crazy and want to make this person loyal to them, or kill this person.

And no matter what the situation is, it is bound to trigger a new round of turmoil.

Now that the situation with Lord Tian Yuan is uncertain, nothing can go wrong.

Ye Mozheng thought this way and left the treatment room.

And in the dormitory of Hui Yuanxiong, a first-year high school in magic arts, Jianren Nanami sat on the sofa with his head down, without saying a word.

His golden-green eyes were dull and dull, gradually engulfed by the evening sky in the room where the lights were not turned on.

Supervisor Xiayin originally said that next to the Okinawa airport is a second-level curse spirit.

However, after he and Hui Yuanxiong arrived, they discovered that it was the land god who had fallen into a cursed spirit.The real level should be...

One level.

This is a level that the two who are still in the first grade cannot get rid of at all.

The Fallen Angel almost killed both of them, especially Haibara Yuu. If it wasn't for the inexplicable flames burning on his body when the Fallen Angel attacked him and made the Fallen Angel retreat, he would have been cut in half.

In order to save Hui Yuanxiong, Qi Hai Jianren screamed and hit four consecutive "black flashes" with a desperate posture, only to escape from the death of Hui Yuanxiong who was seriously injured and comatose.

However, Hui Yuanxiong still fell into a coma for unknown reasons.

This normally energetic black-haired boy was lying heavily on the bed at the moment, breathing so lightly that Jianren Qihai worried that he would stop breathing as soon as he turned around.

The conjurer is too young.

This is the first time he has witnessed or even personally experienced the life and death of his peers, and he is at a loss.

The only thing he can do is to stay by his best friend's side and wait helplessly.

Jianren Qihai's mind was in a mess, and he thought a lot, but the more he thought about it, the more dissatisfied he was with the high-level people in the magic world and even the high-level magicians.

Why would those higher-ups sloppily misclassify?

If they hadn't judged the Fallen Angel who was obviously a first-level or even a quasi-special level to be a second-level, and handed it over to him and Haibara Yuu, Haibara Yuu wouldn't be lying here lifeless like this.

Why do they have no remorse or apology for what they did wrong?

Could it be that for them, the lives of two conjurers were not as important as the struggle for power?

Isn't conjurer's job to save other people's lives?Then why those people can trample on his and Hui Yuanxiong's right to life like this?

……

Conjuration, conjurers, high-level conjurers are all shit!

Jianren Qihai was filled with anger, but he didn't know how to vent his terrible negative emotions.

[Before becoming a conjurer, Nanami still has a lot of time to investigate other jobs.Should you consider changing jobs? 】

Kazamain Lan's laughing voice suddenly sounded in Qihai Jianren's mind.

The blond conjurer was stunned for a moment, and even stopped questioning with anger in his heart.

Just as Jianren Qihai was fumbling to find the business card that Lane Kazama handed him that day, his cell phone rang.

"Mr. Nanami, hello, I am the External Affairs Department of Hakata [nameless] organization."

The person on the phone was polite: "You should have got my business card. I took the liberty to call today because I learned that your friend had an accident. I was thinking, maybe I can provide you and your friend with some advice. help."

Jianren Qihai frowned suspiciously: "How do you know such a thing? Also, when will I have your business card..."

A business card from Kazamain Lan.

Before he finished speaking, Jianren Qihai reacted.

The person on the other side of the phone seemed to smile: "Trust me, Mr. Nanami. If you really decide to come to [Nameless] to work, you will find that in Japan, there are very few news that [Nameless] cannot get. Underground professionals are our natural eyes."

"About your friend Yuo Huihara." The man paused, and said with a serious tone: "Our [nameless] boss has a way to undo the curse of the Fallen Angel and make him wake up."

Jianren Qihai said in a deep voice, "Then what do you want?"

The man smiled: "We want you, Mr. Qihai."

"Whether it is treating your friend or showing you our power, it is showing you that we are an excellent company. If you don't want to be a magician, please believe that we will have both human care and generous For a top-notch workplace that pays, be sure to consider us.”

"Now that it's settled, at 7 o'clock in the evening, there will be a team of mercenaries waiting for you and your friends for 10 minutes at the foot of the mountain where the Conjuration Academy is located. If you go with your friends, they will respond. The next thing , please feel free to leave it to us."

After finishing speaking, the other party hung up the phone before Jianren Qihai asked again.

Jianren Qihai, who had never seen this kind of posture in the workplace, looked at the black screen of the mobile phone, a little stunned.

When Ye Mozheng opened the door and came in, he thought he would see a sad boy, but he didn't expect Qihai Jianren to be in a daze, as if hesitating for something.

Night Moth said rightly: "?"

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"So, this is from Kazamain...?"

Outside the warehouse, a group of low-level members of the Port Mafia were staring at a small group of children.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the stunned expressions of his companions, he already knew what kind of people they were, and guessed what they were thinking.

"It's not a child from Kazama Yard, but an orphan he picked up?"

Because Kazamain Ran left in a hurry and looked secretive, Oda Sakunosuke respected his privacy and didn't ask too much.He didn't know much about Fu Heihui's life experience, he only knew that she was picked up by Kazama Yardan after being abandoned by others, so he naturally guessed that she was an orphan.

It just so happened that the work in their department was relatively idle recently, just guarding the low-level warehouse, so Oda Sakunosuke took the child to work together.

Now port mafia is safer than home.

The companions breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "So that's the case, I thought it was a child from Kazama Yard."

"But the progress of Kazamain and Odasaku is really fast, do they already have children?"

"Are you raising a child together? That's not bad, isn't that the best of both worlds? Tsk tsk tsk, Odasaku, you're such a happy guy."

"We're still thinking about how to get out of the singles. He already has it all. I'm envious."

Oda Sakunosuke is used to his companions talking to themselves without listening to explanations, but Megumi Fushiguro, who was held in his arms, didn't even eat the milk cake in his hand, and there was a ring around her tender lips. Milk stain, looking at the gang members in front of him with an incredible look.

——Are adults in this world hopeless?

"... Kazama Yard, what?"

Just as they were laughing and chatting, a sullen young voice suddenly came from behind them.

When everyone turned their heads, they saw the Dazai cadre not far away leading someone over, looking at Megumi Fukuro in Oda Sakunosuke's arms, and were shocked on the spot.

Osamu Dazai: Clear, sky, thunder, thunder!