The young man sat upright in his seat, looking intently at the half-tattered book of the broken magic book, as if he had been stripped of his skin, his bare scarlet muscles exposed, and his pale right hand, connected to his head and right arm in an empty robe. Unlike the blood magic, which was essentially the essence of life force, the pale and dead magic that haunted him, although faint, was there.

"M...... Hmm,I didn't expect this book to be so suitable for you.,It's a pity it's just a fragment.,Next time let Sakiya inform the store manager.,If you can find the missing place, I'll keep it for you.,Anyway, Marisa won't be interested in this kind of thing......"

Killed again by the strange character named "No Waiting, No Waiting", the disheartened Seven Yao Magicians casually turned his head to look at his students, only to find an unexpected surprise.

I said...... That's the point, Master, isn't it?"

"Well, yes, that's weird!"

The Seven Yao Magicians, who had been distracted, clumsily changed the subject, and a slight blush appeared on his slightly pale face, looking at Wang Hao with a stiff expression as a machine with some dissatisfaction and surprise.

"What's so weird? Master, don't use such a clumsy method to change the subject, okay? You're a witch, even if it's a squatting witch at home, you should take a compulsory course for witches, right?"

The young man, who was still unaware of his status, complained expressionlessly, and his strange appearance made Patchouli feel a sense of disobedience.

"You can see what you look like before you speak. ”

Pache raised her hand slightly, and the powerful vapor in the air was summoned by the magic, condensing into a smooth ice mirror, illuminating the boy's stiff expression and bone-colored skin that was paler than usual.

“…… What's going on? Wait, I seem to get it. ”

Startled by his strange appearance, he involuntarily stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek, but found that his hand felt so stiff that even his huge strength could not shake the young man thought about it, and suddenly realized "ah", but that stiff expression with an epiphany-like tone was really out of harmony to the extreme.

You can even see the magic flowing magic, which makes curious eyes the dead pale magic power, lingering on the surface of the skin, and the invisible magic flow is slowly withdrawn into the body, and the magic power that flows according to the strange way of operation is like a spell structure, but there is no loss, just like putting the magic power in the body to run on the surface of the body.

"Well, this is the kind of spell-like ability called 'Skin of Bones' recorded above, which can be activated without consuming mana, and can make the surface of the body very hard, and the agility will not decrease, which is a very useful ability. It's a pity that only the undead can use it, not the living. ”

His skin returned to its previous slightly pale color, and the young man, who was rubbing his cheeks vigorously with his hands, said thoughtfully, looking at the broken magic book with some regret.

"Why? Want the rest of it? It's good to have a thirst for knowledge, but you can't be too greedy. ”

The Seven Yao Magicians looked at the young man's regretful expression and taught this very satisfied disciple.

Wang Yu held his chin in one hand and sighed depressedly.

"No, not because of that. After all, it is a spell of different systems, and it is still a bit difficult to learn. What I think is that it would be nice if the ability of the White Bone Skin could be used by living people, after all, Master, your mage armor is a spell after all, what if you encounter a person with the ability to ban demons? The ability of the White Bone Skin is not a spell, it should be able to effectively improve the survivability. ”

The young man who was gradually peeling off his mask in the Red Devil Pavilion raised his eyebrows, raised his eyelids and looked at Patchouli, his expression was lazy, but the serious look in his eyes made the witch have a fleeting hint of sluggishness.

"Heh, what's the matter, it's not enough to have Sakiya, you still want to attack Master I? My disciple, do you really want to become the king of the scum of the Red Devil Pavilion?"

"Uh-huh...... Master, you have thought too much, sincerely. Not to mention that Sakuya and I don't have anything at all, and Fran still needs me to take care of them!"

The shocking words of Qiyao's magic suddenly knocked down Wang Yu, and the head supported by his arm accidentally collapsed, smashing on the table with a "clang" sound. The scarlet shirt that had slewed down was puffed up again under the impetus of the magic, and Wang Yu's head was lifted from the table. The young man's expression was extremely depressed, and he sighed deeply.

"Really, it's rare for me to care about other people's ......"

"Ha, if you let Remi hear what you just said, see if you will get shot again, Fran is closer to you now than to Remi. And the relationship between Sakiya and you, the Red Devil Pavilion is obvious to everyone, so don't be shy, teenagers. As for me, even if you are more than twice as strong now as before, I don't need you to care. ”

Hitting his only disciple mercilessly, the mood of the Qiyao Magic Envoy seemed to be much more relaxed, Wang Yu looked at his master with a gloomy expression, and his tone was strange.

"Oh, how much trouble can I cause to you, Master, now?"

As if she hadn't seen the boy's gloomy expression, Patchouli tilted her head, thinking earnestly.

"Hm...... If you say it at the beginning, the number is meaningless, no matter how many come, it is useless. Now you are a spellbreaker because of your profession, and at the same time you have an extremely tricky immortality, and you know my Qiyao magic very well, so it seems that ...... Oh, I suddenly found that my disciple has become difficult to deal with, or is it specifically aimed at myself, do you want to wipe it out now?"

Not caring about the dangerous remarks of the Seven Yao Magic, Wang Yu's face instantly turned for the better, and he asked happily.

"How does it look now?"

"Now it seems that maybe 100,000 can threaten me slightly, and even cause me a slight injury......

"How slight?"

Wang Yu narrowed his eyes, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, looking at Patchouli.

"It's so mild that it can be easily cured with a treatment that I'm not very good at. ”

"The result?"

"You're all gone, I'll go back to the Red Devil Pavilion for lunch. ”

“…… Kouhu, Coach I want to play Easy difficulty, Lunatic can't beat it!"

Sighing with sadness and helplessness, the boy raised his right hand to his master.

"Lord God, strength judgment. ”

It was not his own captain, but the cold and majestic low male voice that sounded in his head, but what he said made Wang Hao gasp.

"[Oriental Gensokyo] plane creature [Pache Norregi], eight-star pinnacle, class: magician. Titles: [Seven Yao Magicians], [Immovable Great Library]. ”

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I wish the princes of the college entrance examination a prosperous journey. In other words, no one complained about the ID of the previous chapter's [not being stupid than waiting]?