Curse Shirou

Really anything is okay?

Kotomine Shirou was a little suspicious, but he didn't break free from the man on his shoulder.

"Since you say so...then go home."

Instead of looking at the stranger who was questioning him, Kotomine Shirou took the lead and walked out. At this time, the playground has returned to normal, the curse embryo has been eliminated, and the birth domain has naturally disappeared.

"Wait a moment!"

A sound of extremely fast breaking wind passed through, Kotomine Shirou stopped, and the ground in front of him was drawn by the magic power to create a deep and thin gully, which extended to a considerable distance.

The conjurer of the Gojo family looked gloomy, but managed to maintain a friendly smile and said:

"Father, don't be confused by the guy next to you. I have already remembered that he is a disgrace of being abandoned by the family. He is a trash from the Zen Academy who doesn't have any magic power. Hey, it's you, right?"

He stared at Zenyuan Shier indifferently.

Although he couldn't remember the name, the fact that the other party left the Zenyuan family caused a small disturbance in the Yusan family in private.

The Chanyuan family expressed a sigh of relief, feeling that this kid is still a little self-aware.

There is no need to talk about the waste of heaven and curses at home, and it is always mentioned by the other two families of Yusan's family.

It should be said that heaven and curses are not so rare, but the effect of [binding] is that people can't even preserve a trace of magic power, which is too much for a big family that has been magicians for generations.

The conjurer of the Wutiao family had an impression of Zenyuan Shier because there was a guy named Zenyuan Fan in the Yusan family who was at the same time as him.

The other party's prejudice against the sky and the curse was so deep that he even heard about it.

Glancing at the traces of deterrence on the ground, Zenyuan Shier raised his eyebrows and did not make a sound, just took out the balled [Arsenal] from his pocket.

The heaven and the tyrant, the natural enemies of the sorcerer and the curser——

It may not be so convenient to deal with the magic spirit, but when facing the magician, no matter how powerful the other party is usually, in front of Zenyuan Shier, he seems to be too weak to be vulnerable.

Professional conjurer killer is not just talk.

"Although I don't want to do work without money, but when I meet a fool who doesn't wink, there is nothing I can do."

While complaining, Zenyuan Shier took out the spell tool from the [Arsenal], it was the samurai sword that was resting in Kotomine Shirou's throat before.

Kotomine Shirou watched this scene with great interest.

Although Zenyuan Shier briefly mentioned what kind of existences are conjurers and curses, but he only knows opponents who have no spell power, and he has long wanted to see the fighting methods of conjurers.

"Huh? Dare to say, I see you as a man with no magic power, so I don't want to embarrass you too much."

The conjurer of the Gotiao family made a handprint, his eyes flickered with madness, and his spell power gathered violently.

"Since you don't know how to respect the strong, don't blame me if you die!"

The network cable formed by the spell fell down like a huge wave. After all, it is a first-class magician, and it is impossible to be sent to deal with super-level magic spirits without two brushes.

The figure of Zenyuan Shier was smashed into the ground, and the iron net formed by the spell force pushed him on the ground for more than ten meters, plowing a deep mark.

But if ordinary people were treated like this, their bodies would have been bloody.

Therefore, the conjurer took it for granted that it was impossible for a guy who couldn't protect his body with magic power to withstand this blow.

"Garbage will give me a bit of garbage."

The conjurer of the Gojo family undid his gesture and laughed disdainfully.

"Hey. Who the hell are you talking to?"

A hoarse voice sounded from behind, the killing intent was blowing on the back of his neck like the evening wind, the pupils of the conjurer of the Wutiao family shrank suddenly, but it was too late to resist——

Blood sprayed, and the bright knife tip pierced through the abdomen.

The shirtless Zenyuan Shier appeared behind the conjurer. It turned out that what was hit by the spell was only the clothes used to confuse the other party.

"How does it feel to be killed by garbage, Gojo's?"

The blade slashed down fiercely, and the wound looked like a ruptured blood bag. Those who had never seen it with their own eyes must not have imagined that so much blood could flow from a body of the same kind.

It was not supposed to be a heavy hand, but after pulling out the magic tool, Zenyuan Shier himself was a little annoyed.

It's not the old enemies of the Zenyuan family, I don't need to worry about it at all, once the first level of the Wutiao family is killed, things will not be good.

Speaking of self-esteem, didn't I lose it a long time ago?

To be irritated by idiots...

Ahh, that's enough.

Zenyuan Jier was worrying, when he saw Kotomine Shiro walking to the body of the Gojo family, as if he was checking something.

"What are you doing?"

Kotomine Shirou squatted down, put one hand on the conjurer's chest, and asked him without raising his head:

"Have you calmed down yet?"

Zenyuan even looked at him speechlessly.

"Huh? So what if you don't calm down, everyone has already been killed, so let's think about how to deal with the Wutiao family's pursuit... Oh yes, I haven't told you about the Juju Yusan family."

Kotomine Shirou withdrew the healing magic, pointed to the people on the ground and said:

"I didn't lose my breath just now, and it has been cured. What I want to say is that if you don't lose your breath, you can actually stab it a few more times."

Killing the annoying person twice in a row, will you get double the pleasure?Kotomine Shiro was very curious, but Zenyuan Shier obviously didn't think so.

He stared at the boy for a while, then suddenly squatted down, and tore off Wutiaojia's clothes!

The penetrating injury disappeared, is it a reversal technique?

If it is a reversal spell that can be used on others...

"real or fake?"

Originally thought that the despiritual purification was perverted enough.

Zenyuan Shier looked at Zhen Beast's expression on his face, touched his chin and circled Kotomine Shirou, then put his arms around his neck, and secretly asked him:

"Hey, Father, what skills do you have that I don't know about? Quickly show them to me?"

Kotomine Shirou turned his head to look at him, and said with a deep smile:

"Of course, let's go home first."

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Losing enough blood to shock the human body, when Gojo Sokichi woke up again, it was already night time.

What happened to yourself?

Ah, yes...

He was killed by the boy who was bound by the sky and the curse. With such an injury, it is impossible to survive even if he is sent to the hospital.

What a shame, you will definitely be complained by the juniors at home, right?

The clan elders will also complain non-stop, and will definitely doubt the cause of their death.

Before the fight, he never imagined that there would be such a powerful heaven and curse. What monster did the Chanyuan family drive out?

How wicked!

My own Death Chanyuan family must bear half of the responsibility!

and so……

Is this the afterlife?

Only darkness and moonlight.

so peaceful.

Forget it.

Sleep thus, in eternal death—

So, Gojo Sokichi, who was lying on his back on the wooden floor, closed his eyes again.

"Ah...uh..."

A muffled voice came from across the door.

Gojo Sokichi:? ? ?

"Hey... that's enough... don't touch that... huh...?!"

There seemed to be terrible words coming from the next room.

Gojo Sokichi:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

The bewildered conjurer of the big family could not help but sit up, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open a small crack.

The first thing that caught his eyes was the bright light above the bedroom, and then he saw his murderer, who was naked on the bed with only a towel wrapped around him.

Meanwhile, the priest who had purified the super-level curse spirit put his hands on the man's legs, groping with a dignified expression.

As if memorizing the texture of his muscles, Kotomine Shiro's fingers moved up from his ankles, and unconsciously entered the private space under the towel.

"No, I'll have psychological problems if I get fucked by a brat like you! I don't want to do it!"

Zenyuan Shier grabbed the opponent's wrist like a fool, with a look of suffering.

This ambiguous statement, Kotomine Shiro pointed out helplessly:

"Didn't you want to see [Armed] yourself? Besides [Armed], the only missing hip is the big problem, right? And you said today that you can do whatever you want, did you forget it so quickly?"

"That's too bad, no, I have to pay more! Otherwise, I won't do it!"

"..."

So the point is money?

Kotomine Shirou remained expressionless, holding up one hand——

In an instant, countless banknotes appeared from mid-air, the smallest being [-] yen, falling down like a blizzard in the wide-open pupils of Zen Yuan Shier.

A small part of the money fell on the sheets, and most of it fell on the naked body of the man.

"Are these enough to buy you once?"

The young priest looked down coldly, and ordered without emotion:

"Throw away the towel and open your legs, don't I need to teach you?"

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