With the blessing of the sophist, the two came to Sugisawa Hospital one after the other.

Because he couldn't control his power freely, Yahara fell several times along the way, and the pain of overstretching his muscles made him almost cramp.

So when he came to Knotweed Yuhito's grandfather's ward, he was already limping.

"Grandpa, this is my classmate and fellow club member Yohara." Knotweed Yuhito excitedly showed Yahara to his grandfather, "Look, I said that the club activities will end before five o'clock." ”

Yehara looked at the old man in front of him who was not angry and arrogant, and took the initiative to bow down: "When we meet for the first time, I am a friend of Knotweed Yuhito. ”

Knotweed Wosuke, the grandfather of Knotweed Yuhito, had a satisfied expression on his face: "Friend? Yes, the friendship between men is pure and unblemished. ”

On the other side, Knotweed Yuhito inserted the flowers he bought into the vase for water, and teased: "Grandpa, can you talk about it depending on the atmosphere, who else can listen to you except me." ”

The muscles on Grandpa's face twitched, and he sat up suddenly: "Stinky boy! Men want to be handsome! Then he calmed down his breath a little, and apologized: "I'm sorry, please go out first, I have something to say to this kid alone." ”

Yohara knew very well what was going to happen later, and the old man understood that his death was coming, and he wanted to tell him the information about Knotweed Yuhito's parents, but he couldn't say it until he died.

So he got up and left the ward, and his eyes were on the passers-by in the corridor, all of them gloomy at the threat of illness and death, like a walking corpse.

No wonder it is said that curses are an ominous force that breeds from the negative feelings of human beings.

After waiting for a long time, Yahara saw Knotweed Yuren walking out of the ward, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "Yahara, my grandfather he... Passed away. ”

Alas, although it was a plot that he already knew, he could see a living person dying in front of his eyes, and the sadness still infected him.

While processing documents at the nurses' station on the first floor, Megumi Fushiguro, who was standing at the entrance of the hospital and looking around, instantly rushed over and introduced in a serious and dignified manner: "I'm sorry! Excuse me, I'm Fushiguro of the High Master of Spells. ”

He then pulls out his phone from his pocket and pulls out a photograph and hands it to Knotweed Yuhito and Yahara: an old wooden box containing an unknown object wrapped in charms.

"Did you pick up this box?"

Yahara looked at Megumi Fushiguro's iconic spell high school dark blue long-sleeved jacket, and his heart set off a wave in his heart: Is it finally going to officially enter the plot?

Seeing that Knotweed Yuhito and Yahara looked at a loss, Megumi Fushiguro had to start explaining the importance of this thing.

On average, more than 10,000 people die and go missing in Japan every year, most of whom are "cursed" by negative human emotions.

Emotional gathering places such as schools and hospitals are the most likely to breed curses, so they choose to place curses to suppress curses.

The curse is to seal the more evil curse to suppress other curses, and fight poison with poison. The third university in Sugisawa Prefecture planted the most threatening super-grade spells.

Hearing this, Yahara couldn't help but interrupt: "What if the spell seal fails?" ”

Well, Megumi Fushiguro's answer was succinct: "Become bait for the curse to attract, and eat everything that comes near it." ”

Hearing this, Yehara's face changed instantly: "Isn't it a big deal for the seniors!" Pulling the knotweed Yuhito and shouting, "Remember when the seniors said that there will be an unraveling ceremony tonight?" ”

Unraveling the ritual?

Knotweed Yuhito suddenly realized, realized the seriousness of the matter, and said to Fushiguro Megumi uneasily: "I only have an empty box here, and the things have been taken away by the seniors!"

Holding the box handed by Knotweed Yuhito, Megumi Fushiguro was full of horror, but he didn't expect that what he had been chasing was the remnants of the magic power attached to it?

Clutching the empty wooden box, his brows twisted into pimples, and he asked anxiously, "Where are the seniors you are talking about!" ”

...

In the middle of the night, Sasaki had already opened the spell on the surface of the spell, revealing its true face: a weathered and shriveled finger.

Although the senior of the well head was strong and strong, he also asked in a cold sweat: "This can't really be a human finger, right?" ”

The candle flame flickered, the sound of squirming and moaning was faintly heard on the ceiling, a miserable white arm stretched out, but the palm was the flat structure of frog webs, and the dense eyes on its body were faintly visible: "Babble, what time is it?" ”

If you pass by the streets of Miyazawa Prefecture at this time, you will desperately open your eyes and see three people running all the way at the speed of ordinary cars!

Megumi Fushiguro grabbed her hair irritably, making the already swollen hairstyle even more messy, how could things have become so outrageous.

Soon the three of them arrived at Sugisawa No. 3 High School, which exuded an eerie sense of oppression, like an abandoned building in disrepair.

"You two are waiting here! Don't go in! ”

Looking at Megumi Fushiguro's distant figure, Yahara suddenly received a hint:

[Quest plot triggered, follow Knotweed Yuhito to the classroom to rescue Sasaki and Iguchi]

[Reward for Success in Mission: A Set of Unknown Techniques]

[Mission Failure Penalty: None]

As soon as he heard the reward, Yahara was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and on the way here, he was thinking about believing that he had magic power through Megumi Fushiguro, but this had a big drawback:

One is that he doesn't understand the flow and control of mana, and he can't use magic, just like a sports car with an empty tank of gasoline but a faulty engine;

The second is that his body is too weak compared to the magicians they have trained for many years.

He can use the sophist to temporarily increase the strength of his body, but if the amount of exercise and the physical foundation are not equal, it is easy to cause muscle collapse afterwards.

And with the technique, it is easy to do, and he can exercise his body by joining the Spell Master, thus reducing the disadvantages of the sophist.

Turning his head to look at Knotweed Yuhito, the other party lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and his hands in his trouser pockets trembled slightly.

"Knotweed, let's go save our seniors!" Yahara said a word to break his thoughts.

"Okay!"

Without saying a word, Knotweed Yuhito took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and then jumped up with a lunge and kicked the broken glass into it.

Well, Yahara looked down at the height and silently went to climb the stairs.

At this time, an oversized dark cyan toad spell spirit, with an unknown fat worm wriggling on its disgusting and slippery appearance, was about to devour Sasaki, who was bound and carrying his fingers, when suddenly a gust of wind blew...

Knotweed Yuhito twisted his body and kicked the glass in unimaginable movements, kicking it on its fat body! The spell spirit, which was suddenly attacked, unconsciously let go of Sasaki.

Seizing the opportunity, Megumi Fushiguro gathered her mana and rushed forward with a knife that killed it, leaving only a pile of ashes that slowly disappeared.

On the other side, he summoned the Shishen Jade Dog, and devoured the weak spell spirit that came out with his mouth open.

"Can you see the Spellcaster?" Seeing Knotweed Yuhito repel the toad spell spirit, Megumi Fushiguro said with a frown.

"Any questions?" Knotweed Yuhito asked puzzled, bending down to feel the finger of the spell from Sasaki's senpai, with a chill on his face.

"The people who can see the spell are either people with magical powers or people who are dying."

"Am I the one you say you have magic powers?" There was a panting voice from the stairs behind him, and it was Yahara.

"Why?" Megumi Fushiguro didn't choose to believe it directly, the number of people with mana power was too small to be met casually.

Yahara smiled in confusion, "Why don't you show me what mana power looks like?" Otherwise, I can't judge. ”

Now both of them have been saved, and the spell has been destroyed. Megumi Fushiguro asked two jade dogs, one black and one white, to patrol and be vigilant, which was relieved to show.

Stretching out his right hand, a ball of mana like a blue-blue flame condensed in his palm as Megumi Fushiguro ran the technique, and he looked at Yahara and said, "Is that so?"

"It's pretty much the same, but it always feels like it's many times more than that." Restraining her envy for the paranormal, Yahara continues to guide Megumi Fushiguro's imagination.

Many times? In Megumi Fushiguro's memory, only that respected senior had a spell power far beyond ordinary people, and his figure involuntarily appeared in his mind.

In an instant, Yahara felt the mana flowing through his body from his navel, and the endless power washed over his body.

The turquoise mana began to spread out of his body, turning into a blinding pillar of light that broke through the constraints of the ceiling.

"Yahara is amazing!" Knotweed Yuhito, who was left out in the cold, couldn't help but sigh.