Chapter 52 No One Knows the Taste of the Cursed Spirit

"Probably due to the frequent disasters last year, the curse spirits continued to emerge.

"I'm very busy this summer."

Until late at night, Xia Youjie, who was wearing a black magic college uniform and with a half-cropped hair, was walking on the streets like a "walking zombie" even though he was mentally and physically exhausted, searching for possible curse spirits.

"It's the breath of the curse spirit."

He stopped in front of a dark alley and staggered inside.

"I thought it was an ordinary exorcism."

"But I never thought that there were already "comrades" there who had already arrived first."

"It's a technique I've never seen before. The fluctuations in the curse power on my body are obviously no different from ordinary people, but it can pin a curse spirit close to the second level to the wall and be unable to move."

"Because of his own magic, I hope he can hand over this cursed spirit to me."

"But when I was stared at by those deep blue eyes, I felt an inexplicable pressure. I almost thought they were my friends."

"But, no, he's a "weirdo" who we met once."

The man who rejected the olive branch offered by the Conjuring Academy, known as the "Cradle of Conjurers".

"Thank you for your patronage."

Xia Youjie was still thinking, but by the time he reacted, one hundred thousand yen was already missing from his wallet.

After receiving the money, Isayama Nomei simply lifted the spell. The half-dead cursed spirit that lost the restraint of "psychic power" fell directly to the ground, unable to move.

"Great injustice"

This was Isayama Norimei's comment on this man who suddenly appeared behind him, smiling and looking a bit like a frivolous man.

He actually didn't bargain and spent 100,000 yen to buy a half-dead curse spirit.

Isn't this a "big injustice"?

Isayama Nomei originally wanted to test the second effect of [Spirit Eater] to see how much mana it could increase for him.

But a second person appeared at the scene and said he wanted the cursed spirit.

Naturally, Isayama Norimei couldn't let him have sex for nothing. Why, your man from the Conjuration College is so overbearing that he wants to take away a curse spirit without giving anything.

He also recognized it. He was a second-year student from the Tokyo Conjuring High School, and his name seemed to be "Xia Youjie", and he was one of the noisy trio.

When their teacher yelled at them, the three of them suddenly turned into "good babies" and stood at attention. It would be hard not to be deeply impressed by Ken Isayama's meditation.

"Although I don't know what you want this curse spirit for, if you really want it, just pay for it."

Isayama Nomei, who has 230,000 points, is not too difficult to let go of a curse spirit that brings about 100 points.

So Isayama Nomei opened his quotation, and he gave a number.

"One hundred thousand"

"This was originally the prey I was hunting. You want to take it away from me without paying anything. This is difficult for people to agree to."

Then Isayama Nomei saw Xia Youjie take out his wallet

"Although the Conjurers Association is not a human being, the subsidized benefits are really good."

Natsu Youjie was a student, and Isayama Nomei saw at least forty to fifty "Fukuzawa Yukichi" in his wallet.

"You can spend one hundred thousand dollars without batting an eyelid."

The other party's generosity made Isayama Norimei even have the idea that his asking price was too cheap.

He put the money in his trouser pocket

"Well, taking a trip out can be regarded as an unexpected gain."

Little did he know that Xia Youjie also felt ridiculous at the moment. He had paid 100,000 yen because of the other person's two words, and he still felt that the other party was very reasonable.

But the money spent is like pouring water. Worrying about whether the 100,000 yuan is worth it will only devalue the identity of a magician.

Xia Youjie also wants to lose face

In fact, this is mainly because after Isayama Nomei's psychic level was promoted to the West Tower level, the spiritual position unconsciously radiated from the body has aggravated the impact on others.

Especially after the [Psychic Codex] was transformed into [Scarlet Letter of Redemption], all types of psychic spells were opened to Isayama Norimei.

The energy of psychic psychic spells unfolds around Isayama Nomei unconsciously. Although it is very weak, it can add a certain persuasive (hypnotic) power to Isayama Nomei's words. This is unconscious.

It has an outstanding effect on people who are mentally exhausted.

Xia Youjie just fell into the verbal suggestion of Isayama Nomei. His mind thought it made sense, and his body was even more direct. He took out his wallet and took it casually.

"Alas, tonight's overtime pay is in vain."

Xia Youjie sighed and raised his hand towards the cursed spirit in front of him.

Said in a cold tone

"Exorcism!"

There was no wind in the empty alley, and a huge storm of spell power was set off.

The cursed spirit that collapsed on the ground had no way to escape, and its entire body was completely overwhelmed by the huge blue cursed power.

The cursed spirit in the form of a skeleton inside it actually began to feel like it was soaked in concentrated sulfuric acid. The body started to smoke and finally decomposed gradually. The bones broke and every inch of the body was decomposing.

Just this crushing level of violent spell power output, what Xia Youjie displayed, was far beyond the strength of an average first-level spell master.

The powerful methods of exterminating spirits, as well as the shrill screams of the cursed spirits that were constantly circling back and forth in the alley, made Isayama Nomei stop and turn around to look sideways.

"Tsk tsk tsk"

"What a hatred, such torture."

As expected, the mind of the conjurer is a little twisted.

The cursed spirit lasted less than three seconds before its entire body was completely melted in the storm of cursed power, leaving nothing behind.

When the alley fell into darkness again, apart from the half-eaten corpse, no one knew that there had once been a cursed spirit close to the second level here.

Xiayou Jie took back the cursed power, and the cursed spirit was compressed into a blue cursed power ball by him.

"What I saw was nothing special."

He stared at the ball in his hand, inside which was a skeleton rolling with its fangs and claws, constantly roaring in pain.

"It's just the ugliness that everyone knows."

"Knowing this, I still made the choice to save all living beings."

"I told myself this since the day I became a curser."

"So I must become stronger."

Xiayou Jie picked up the ball in his hand, opened his mouth, and swallowed it forcefully. Even though he showed a painful expression, Xiayou Jie still forced himself.

"No one knows what a cursed spirit tastes like."

Due to the special nature of the technique, he spent 100,000 yen to buy a cursed spirit, not for anything else.

Just to eat it.

"Purify, eat, repeat over and over again."

So far, he doesn't know how many cursed spirits he has swallowed.

When Geto Suguru completely swallowed the soft coconut-sized ball and gasped.

Kenmei Isayama, who was silent on the side, asked the question in his heart

"What does a cursed spirit taste like?"

Geto Suguru gasped, wiped the corner of his mouth

With a hint of helplessness on his face, he answered

"Probably like a rag that wiped vomit, swallow it whole."