Curse of the Eye of the Dead

The first battle of the exchange meeting is a team competition.

This year, a point-based system was adopted. Students from the two schools searched for the magic spirits placed in advance by the school in a limited time and space, and counted the total points by killing the magic spirits of different levels.

The team that gets the highest score after the game time is over, or the team that wins the only level [-] magic spirit in the game and ends the game early, will win the team game.

[Please come on. ]

The students of Tokyo Manga High followed the lead teacher Gojo Satoru before entering the arena. In the past few days, he often took time to accompany this group of children (in the eyes of Uno) to train for a period of time. Mukuro fished in his belly pocket and found a small notebook.

These three characters were written on the book, and Mr. Mao's paws covered with white fur and black pads were held high above his head.

Then, Mr. Mao specially walked up to Shun Ping who was the most anxious, turned the page of the small book, and held it up again.

[Your training performance is very good, don't be nervous. ]

Turned another page, [Please cheer up and go all out. ]

Then I turned another page, and now there are no words in the book, only a confident Q-version Junpei and his jellyfish shikigami Yodotsuki.

Junpei was taken aback.

Probably because he hadn't felt such normal and gentle attention and encouragement from his teacher for a long time, Junping, who was gradually getting rid of the shadow of the past, was touched for a while. He cheered up, stood up straight and said seriously: "Yes, sir, I will work hard!"

Mr. Mao nodded gently and relieved.

He raised his other paw and patted the opponent's leg encouragingly, then stepped aside, waved his hand, and watched them go to the arena.

It's like an old father sending his kids off to big exams.

However, because this old father is really too small and too cute and furry, no matter how mature and calm his personality is, people can't help but have a feeling of "the cat at home is looking at me, I don't want to go to work".

"I feel my legs are inexplicably heavy." Hu Zhang struggled to express everyone's aspirations.

Gojo Satoru, who doesn't want to go to work all the time, doesn't hide his thoughts at all. He is about to try to kidnap, and wants to bring the curse to the teacher's seat to suck the bald skin.

"Mr. Mao, Mr. Mao, come with me."

A certain big man who picked up the cursed body and rubbed it happily revealed the coquettish tone of a female high school student, "I'll take you to the teacher's seat, where there is a live broadcast to watch everyone's game status? Come on, come on. "

The little conjurers trembled together, half-moon eyes: a little disgusting.

Hui's face was expressionless, and he turned his head to stare fiercely at Gojo Satoru's restless little movements of fumbling around, and the shadows under his feet surged.

Unmoved Wujo Satoru: No.90 praised the design of Mr. Noctua Moth nine times. The appearance is too visual, especially the white hair.

Mr. Mao, who was about to be bald, was silent.

In the end, he had no choice but to raise his two paws with black pads, firmly pressed them on the face of a big man with the essence of a three-year-old child, and silently refused to push it out.

Mr. Mao: ...Stop it, this is just a bone family member, even if it is covered with a cursed skeleton skin, it is still only a bone family member!Don't you usually have a skeleton follower by your side?

Gojo Satoru: No, it’s very unkind and annoying to have a bone frame without fluff, and Mr. Kakumao, who has a strong sense of sight, is the perfect meal replacement!

Mr. Mao patted the opponent's head with his last paw, and then shook his head seriously.

Although he really wanted to watch Megumin's game, Mr. U obviously couldn't follow Gojo Satoru to the teacher's seat.

After all, there were not only Wujo Satoru and Noctua, but also the principal and teacher of the Kyoto school, and a hired freelance magician with an unknown position.

There are too many people who are not familiar with him, especially the principal of the Kyoto school is a well-known conservative member.

The identity I am reporting now is a self-aware non-self-supporting curse... Although it is said to be non-self-supporting, it is still suspicious to have self-awareness.

Therefore, even though Tiger Jiro and Gojo Satoru had already taken care of it secretly, Uo still took care not to cause extra trouble to the night moth as much as possible.

It's better not to show up.

Moreover, his patrol mission today has not been completed yet.

When Uno came to the high school, he said that he would be in charge of security work, and he would definitely do it well.Even if I usually accompany the little conjurers to train, I also help out in my spare time specially spared from work.

The high school occupies a large area.

Not only the part of the building, but also the surrounding mountains and forests belong to the high school.

Of course, there is no need to worry too much about the mountains and forests where there is nothing. You only need to formulate patrol routes along the edges of various scattered important buildings.

Especially the dormitories, classrooms, and training grounds of the students.

As well as the shrine complex with gates leading to the storage of spell tools and the storage of spell objects, where the specific location inside the school changes every day.

That's probably all that matters.

However, the distribution of these buildings is relatively scattered, and Mr. Mao's patrol route will inevitably become very long.

But because of his fast speed and excellent dynamic vision, he doesn't even need to rest, so he can patrol at least a dozen times a day.

"Ah, sir, are you on patrol again today?"

On the way, Mr. Mao occasionally encounters other conjurers stationed by the high school.

The second-level conjurer who warmly greeted Mr. Mao was a young man who had graduated from a high school the year before last.It seems that he has finally taken a rest, and has been stationed in the high school for the past few days-basically it is equivalent to rest.

His name is Mobashi Hiiragi, and he has just come of age. The boy is not from a noble family, but he is not an ordinary person either, but a descendant of free conjurers.

He has a lively personality and is very cute when he smiles.

Maoqiao trotted over with a bright smile, squatted down and looked at the furry non-cursed bones, his face full of anticipation ready to move: "Sir, can I hug you today?"

Mr. Mao tilted his head and gave the young man a hug.

There is a cat in his surname, and he also likes small animals, but Maoqiao, who is allergic to cats and dogs, suddenly smiles.

"Sir, I'm going back to work tomorrow. It may take a long time to come back next time. I will miss you."

Mr Mao nodded.

Professional conjurers after graduation are different from students, especially conjurers around the second and third levels. The tasks are the heaviest. If they can rest for a few days on weekdays, it can be regarded as a good vacation.

After the vacation is over, you have to go back to high-intensity and high-term work.

"Oh, I don't know if I can get the job of stationing the high school next time." Maoqiao scratched his head and said reluctantly.

Mr. Mao thought for a while, then took out a candy from his belly pocket and put it in the opponent's palm.

Then he took out his notebook and pen and wrote on it.

[Don't take it lightly when you're working. ]

Maoqiao Hiiragi is a little sloppy on weekdays, which makes Uo a little worried.

A conjurer is a job that cannot be ignored.

"Well!"

Maoqiao grabbed the candy and smiled foolishly, like a stupid cat slave who was caressed by the cat owner. For him who is allergic to cat hair, Mr. Mao is really a perfect meal replacement.

Mr. Hua Kuaimao, who was always served as a substitute, "sighed" unconsciously. Looking at Maoqiao, he always felt that the other party hadn't listened.

He still wanted to write something in the notebook, but suddenly stopped.

In the next second, Maoqiao's body was suddenly thrown away by a small cursed skeleton.

The book that was originally held in the hand of the curse also tumbled and fell to the ground, and was burned instantly by a string of inconspicuous but extremely dangerous flames.

What arrived together with the flames was an unprecedented terrifying aura.

"Huh? Dodge?"

——and a voice that sounded like an old man in the old days.

The curse stared at the intruder who suddenly appeared, his expression a little tense.

It was a volcano head curse spirit.

One-eyed, pure black teeth, dressed in yellow with spots and a fur collar.

It was the super wisdom spell spirit that Gojo Satoru reported to him at first.

In terms of breath, it is even more terrifying than the curse spirit called "True Man" that Uo had seen before.

Moqiao Hiiragi, who was only a second-level magician and had only dealt with first-level magic spirits at most, froze.

He was holding his breath, his heart was racing, his extremities were cold.

Fear and a sense of crisis brought him back to his senses, and then turned his head to look behind him little by little.

[run. ]

The curse did not give him time to be dazed, but quickly wrote the word on the back of Maoqiao, then picked him up, and threw him into the interior of the Gaozhuan Shrine complex with all his strength.

——That's a second-level conjurer of the physical arts school, who has the ability to protect his body with magic power. If he is thrown this distance, his body will be impacted to a certain extent, but he will not lose his ability to move.

Much higher survival rates than staying here.

Although Uo doesn't know how this special-grade curse spirit invaded here through the concealed barrier and avoided the alarm... But since it has already invaded, there is no need to think about the reason now.

Solving the problem and saving the lives of members of the High Commissioner as much as possible is the top priority, and the cause should be investigated after the crisis is resolved.

The cursed body resisted the terrifying intruder with all its strength, buying time for Mokohashi Hiiragi, who was not strong enough to deal with this situation, to escape and call for help.

However, the strength of this volcanic head curse spirit is too amazing, and the destructive power of the spell is also great.

When fighting a real person, the bone family can still rely on experience and physical skills because of the natural advantage of not being affected by the opponent's spells, but against this curse spirit, the bone family's strength really can't last long.

His body began to shatter, and the self-healing time was far behind the progress of being destroyed.

"Hey, where's your body?"

The moment the curse skeleton was completely destroyed, Uo heard the mumbling volcano-headed curse spirit raise its voice and ask.

The target is me...?

Yokohama.

Recalling the previous information, the body of the black-skinned and white-haired curse spirit slowly opened his eyes, meditating.

At the same time, Gojo Satoru was there.

Another group of intruders suddenly set up a "tent" over the student competition field, attracting his full attention.

That is the "account" that only refuses Wujo Satoru to enter, and others can pass through unimpeded.

The most powerful conjurer, who was excluded, arranged for the rescue with a dignified expression, and began to think about the purpose of the intruder in the [tent].

Fu Heisher had already rushed into the interior first, and rushed to the position where Hui last appeared on the monitoring screen with a clear goal, while other teachers also entered the [account] at the same time and began to split up.

Before Mr. Mao's accident happened, the bones of Gojo Satoru also woke up.

Without hesitation, it turned into an Asuka and flew towards the Gaozhuan Shrine to fill the vacancy on the other side.

Gojo Satoru didn't stop the bone family.

He just took out his mobile phone with a vague premonition, and received a text message from Uo without any surprise.

Looking down, Gojo Satoru had a guess in his heart after learning about the accident at the shrine.

Sound east and west?

Is the [account] on the student side to cover up the situation on the shrine side?

Or...is it the other way around?

Which side is east and which side is west?

While thinking, Gojo Satoru who was high in the sky suddenly disappeared.

After a long while, Uso fell into the barrier of the arena.

Gojo Satoru and Uso are two trump cards. In theory, acting separately is the most reasonable arrangement.

——The main force of the invaders has been confirmed to be an extremely dangerous super-level magic group.

It has been confirmed that the powerful volcano head curse... Except for Uo and Gojo Satoru, probably no one here can solve it.

And Hui's bone family members have also successfully observed two other super curse spirits: one is a forest super curse with two eyes and branches, and the other is an octopus-like super curse that has never been seen before.

Three super magic spirits invaded, the purpose is unknown.

That doesn't rule out the possibility that the intruder had other, unobserved companions.

In such a high-risk situation, it is a matter of course to place a security guard on one side of the two places.

Compared with Gojo Satoru who will be unable to enter the arena shrouded in [tent] for a while, it is the most efficient choice to let Uo come here and Gojo Satoru go to the shrine.