After COS real people crossed, they tried to cover their vests to save their lives

It is well known that there is a shortage of talents in the profession of conjurers. In addition to attending classes, students of conjuration colleges start to take on tasks and practice their hands very early.

The task assigned to Gou Juanji this time, except that the task location is very rare for the underage first graders, and a few third-level spell spirits are not special. To the scion of the line of spellcasters.

The phone happened to be out of battery, and he didn't wait for the auxiliary supervision at the agreed intersection. After thinking about it, he decided to get rid of the curse spirit as soon as possible.

The curse will absorb the growth of negative human emotions. The bombing case was on the news, and it would only be more difficult to procrastinate, so the dog went alone. The police guarding the scene had been informed, and it was easy to let people in.

When the incident happened, the source of the explosion was at the deck, but now the curse spirits are all entrenched on the top floor.

Curlythorn doesn't notice anyone else in the bar at first.

Until it was discovered that the level of the curse was wrongly estimated. Among them was a difficult second-level curse spirit, which escaped from the control of his curse and smashed through the floor, kidnapping a man with a beautiful figure and a coquettish appearance on the second floor.

Gou Juanji saw that the human who didn't know whether it was a man or a woman was holding a gun in his hand: "..."

After hesitating, he pulled down the high collar of the school uniform that blocked his mouth.

【open. 】

Then he mainly spoke to that human being: [Sleep, let's go. 】

Humans are obviously not conjurers, but seeing him appearing in disguise late at night in the cordon and holding a weapon, he must not be a good person.

Under the influence of the dog's thorn spell, the human and the curse let go of their hands one after another. The smaller pistol fell to the ground, and the human also escaped from the control of the curse. The words came into the ears.

Human beings fell asleep, and the curse also dozed off densely packed eyes.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the dog curly spine stepped forward, kicked the gun away, and brought the human to a safe place.

The curse quickly woke up and crawled over with a hiss.

"Drink...drink..."

"Added... put down..."

The dog curly thorn frowned, his throat was a little dry and sore due to the operation.

The strength of this curse is very close to the first level, should we take that human to evacuate first?

Curse is huge, crowded in the corridor and can hardly see the road behind.

"Goujuan, what are you doing standing there?"

Suddenly a voice broke the stalemate and silence. Sensing the approaching threat, the movement of cursing forward on the other side also stopped. He wanted to look back to see what happened behind him. The overly thick neck made this movement a little difficult.

A cold light flashed above his head, and Zari's ponytailed figure leaped high, piercing with a spear from top to bottom.

The point of the spear pierced the entire length of the skull, nailing the cursed jaw to the floor.

Maki held the barrel of the spear, stepped on the crazily twisting and struggling mana spirit to control it, and the panda followed after him.

Looking sideways, I saw shadows falling outside the shattered window, wrapping the entire bar like a film, blocking the colorful neon lights outside.

After the tent was lowered, the three let go of their hands and feet, and cooperated to quickly remove the curse.

"It worked out pretty well this time."

After cursing the death and the corpse disappeared, Maki patted the backs of the two companions from left to right.

The panda waved its strong arms, feeling that it was the right time to come out today. Although Gou Juan could win by using spells alone, he would definitely be injured.

"Salmon……"

The dog curly thorn was staggered. It was a little far from the hole in the ceiling on the second floor. He found the corner where the sleepy intruder had been placed before, but found that it was empty, and the gun he kicked to the corner was gone.

The panda followed suit and said, "Have you lost anything?"

"Dried bonito." Maybe he woke up halfway and left. The dog who couldn't speak normally could only shake his head.

It's not too early, the tram has stopped running, and there will be classes tomorrow, and they are going to take a taxi back to the school dormitory. Money may be the most important thing in the profession of conjurers.

Just at the door, Maki who was walking in the front suddenly stopped.

"Panda." She lifted her chin.

The panda looked puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Maki frowned: "Remove the tent."

The panda blinked its eyes, raised its paws to touch the black boundary membrane, and unexpectedly found that it was impenetrable. It looked confused: "I didn't lay it down, it wasn't Maki, you..."

Maki's face became serious, and she looked at the last person together with the panda.

The dog curled a fork: "Muyuhua."

Not us, who set up the account?

"Auxiliary supervision?"

"I haven't seen anyone..."

"Pickled cabbage!"

"Wait, Gou Juan is right, don't care who it is, that doesn't mean—"

"I don't want to spend the night in this ghost place!"

"Big mustard big mustard."

"Call Wutiao teacher and ask him to pick us up?"

"That unreliable guy? Forget it."

"The problem is that it's useless to call him. Gojo Satoru is on a business trip."

"Ugh--"

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Zhenren didn't know the effect of the tent he had set up was so good. At that time, he only thought about not being able to see the internal changes from the outside, prohibiting the entry of non-spell creatures and preventing the curse from running out.

It's a pity that his account is not advanced enough to distinguish between humans and curses, and all the existences with curse power greater than a certain standard are detained in one pot.

The reason why the tents were set up before was because the police were mostly brought in by him calling for help, and if an accident happened because of this, it was his responsibility.

The real person who successfully escaped couldn't wait to open a new identity document in the alley opposite the Cowherd's shop.

It was still in the same format as the interview materials before, and his eyes first fell on the head portrait. He was a little worried that he would get some wretched uncle before, and his heart fell back to his chest first.

The facial features are correct and handsome, with long blue hair.

The corners of the eyes are slightly drooping, and the eyes, which are darker than the hair color, are full of smiles, and the corners of the mouth are raised, looking calmly in the direction of the camera.

It is a face that can attract face control.

Satisfied with everything.

Why does he feel as if nothing has changed from before?

The real person pondered for a while, and asked the equally quiet system: "Did you forget to refresh?"

[......]

The real person realized something, and looked down at the thin silicone skin that was still clutched in his hand.

Pick it up and shake it away, it's a good guy.

"???"

"why!?"

"When did Belmode get my face?"

The system wants to comfort but doesn't know where to start, its current is disordered.

[Could it be——]

Excluding the time when Belmod was in the car, it would be impossible to create such a highly similar disguise | mask if it was too far away. It remembered that it had heard Belmod take something out of the bag in the box.

"I need an explanation."

[After you pretended to be dizzy, the few minutes she didn't move, maybe she was making your mask. ]

"I was lying on the table at the time, how long have we met, Belmode really deserves to be the 'Witch with a Thousand Faces'..."

After gritting his teeth, the real person suddenly froze, the ups and downs of failure gradually calmed down, and he looked at the light screen and recalled: "Wait a minute, can't you see..."

The system apologized: [I am attached to your body and directly connected to your brain, so I can adjust and monitor your physical state.Although a huge amount of information can be obtained through the Internet, I can't see what's going on in the room without a camera even if you close your eyes, so I can only hack into the mobile phone to monitor. ]

Like teleporting with the host before, it takes a lot of energy to directly affect reality, and it will not be used easily.

[It was indeed my careless mistake this time. ]

The real man closed his eyes.

"Is there a one-click complaint function?"

[......]

[Otherwise I will give you a discount if you owe money. ]

The electronic sound of the system is rare, with a touch of negotiation to please.

The real person didn't really want to fight it, it also said before that it would adjust the trajectory of Wujo Wu, and it can't be modified anymore.

Although it was work, the system really helped him a lot during this time.

While squeezing the bullet out of his body, the real person hastily flipped through the information of his new identity, quite satisfied with the job with a sense of justice: "You should have told me about such an important matter earlier."

The system is also a bit helpless, [Some hosts will care that all of themselves, including their lives, are under the control of the system, so the main system stipulates that as long as the host does not actively ask, we will not explain this. ]

The real person turned off the screen after flipping through the information, picked up the bullet from the ground, and threw it into the nearest sewer.

Those round metals the size of pebbles are quickly washed away by the current.

He clapped his hands and stood up, looking up at the store opposite with a poster of a man hanging on it.

"Since this face can't be changed, I have to finish today's work..."

The system helped him block the monitoring and plan the route, and the real person climbed the wall and turned back to the box in the Cowherd's shop. It took a lot of effort to restore the scene to the way it was when Belmode left.

After a while the woman came back.

She shouldn't have noticed anything unusual, so she pinched the cowherd's chin lying on the sofa and looked around, to make sure he didn't wake up, and then packed up and came back in disguise.

Tonight, Belmode first encountered someone who ignored the damage of the bullets and forcibly tore his vest, and then was held hostage by a monster that fell from the sky, and then a boy with control ability appeared... Fortunately, the data was successfully recovered.

She temporarily put on the cowherd's face just in case, if the police find out that the action can push him down, I can't figure out what the purpose of the first person who tore away the mask is, but I can be sure that they didn't see each other in the dark true face.

Before leaving, the blond woman did not forget to go to the sofa and tease the cowherd.

"Your body is very sensitive."

The door lock was unlocked, and Belmode stepped on his high heels and walked away.

"........."

The real person broke down in his mind and shouted: [Ah, this woman is poisonous! ! ]