Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic.
In the world of magic, one of the two specialized institutions of higher learning that trains magicians.
Another Kyoto Prefectural College of Magic, and the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic, have always been in a fierce battle with each other, and students from both sides are unwilling to give in.
They are competing fiercely with each other.
Of course, this kind of competition is also a preparation for dealing with various curse spirits and curse masters in the future.
For the magician's philosophy, any learning is not as important as real practice.
There is an internal competition between the two families every year. Regardless of the outcome, it is of great benefit to the students of both families.
Of course, there is a quota of casualties in such a competition. Even if there are not many curse masters, they would still rather screen like poison, because the real battle with curse spirits and curse masters will only be more cruel. There is no bottom line!
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The new year's enrollment did not last long. Gojo Satoru quickly taught these new students who had just entered the 'Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic' a lesson.
What does it mean not to underestimate any opponent!
He was obviously just an ordinary third-level curse spirit in a dilapidated small building, but he almost wiped out the newcomers without using any extra means.
You can know that the real crisis is never just the cursed spirits, but also the special environment they are in, and their mentality that regards human life as nothing.
After all, spellcasters are still humans and have concerns. With these things, they will naturally be at a disadvantage when dealing with spell spirits.
Either the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, or he adapts to himself so that the conjurer himself has the ability to deal with unexpected possibilities in all aspects.
"Have you all adapted to the introductory quiz just now?"
Gojo Satoru looked at the three newly admitted freshmen with a smile on his face, namely Hisahito Kizune, who had enrolled himself, Megumi Fushiguro, and Rosa Kugizaki, who had just transferred to another school.
These are also all the students of this year’s Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic.
Don't think that there will be many new students in a profession like the Conjurer. Three people enrolled is already a lot. Sometimes there is only one student a year, which is normal.
Gojo Satoru didn't have too many thoughts about his students' near-death encounter. Not to mention their abilities, he knew everything about them. If anything would happen to him if he faced that kind of cursed spirit, he would deserve to die there.
Regarding this, the three people who passed the small test had no emotions.
"Now you all go find your dormitories."
"I'll come and show you the details of the school later..."
As he said this, Gojo Satoru glanced at Yuhito Knotweed, and then said nothing more.
According to his test, Hisuhito should not have the physique of a curse, but he happened to eat the finger of Liangmian Sunuo, and now he had a powerful source of curse power.
This kind of curse power does not belong to him, but he can actually withstand the poison and the backlash of the curse on the fingers of the two-faced Sunuo, and his soul does not have any changes. He completely suppresses the two-faced Sunuo, which makes Gojo Satoru very curious. .
He really wanted to know who Hiroyuki Kushiro was.
Seeing the freshmen leaving, Gojo Satoru dodged and ran to the principal's room. Sitting here was a man wearing sunglasses who looked like the boss of the Yakuza.
He is also the principal of Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic, Noctua Masamichi!
As a master of making cursed dolls "Curse", he used to be the class teacher of Gojo Satoru and others.
He has the ability to create self-disciplined curses, and is therefore feared by the higher-ups in the curse world.
Of course, his relationship with Gojo Satoru is also very close, and Gojo Satoru even considered whether to teach him the power of the void spell.
Save it from its cursed fate!
"You've got yourself into a big problem."
"Satoru, you have to understand that you are already a thorn in the side of the higher-ups..."
Noctua looked at his disciple with a headache, and warned him with a hint of warning to keep a low profile in the future.
You must know that for the sake of Kizuki Hisahito, Gojo Satoru showed what it means to be the strongest special-level magician in front of the higher-ups of magicians.
Even if all the top leaders in the entire spell world used their own spells, it was meaningless to him and they were easily defeated.
This allowed Hirohito, who was supposed to be executed, to be able to live and breathe in the Tokyo Metropolitan School without any restrictions.
Gojo Satoru, who single-handedly suppressed the entire upper echelons of the magic world, has since been hailed as possessing the ability to become the second best of both sides.
No one wants the era of two-sided confrontation to come again in today's world. Faced with Gojo Satoru's behavior, naturally they can only let it go.
You know, after their testing, even if it is possible to kill Gojo Satoru, when it is really used, it will be enough for Gojo Satoru to kill everyone.
Under this situation, no matter how displeased the top management of the curse was, there was nothing they could do about Gojo Satoru.
By the way, the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Conjuration has become a place of exception.
Fortunately, Gojo Satoru did not do anything out of the ordinary. He is still the class teacher of first-year students here. It seems that his previous actions were just to protect the students.
This actually allowed many people to see some of Gojo Satoru's thoughts on his actions.
'It's not such a drastic way to change today's magic world...'
'This guy is not a simple and easy person! '
If he only had strong combat power, Gojo Satoru would be nothing more than a thorn in his side. But if he encounters a person with amazing combat power and the ability to eat brains, then all the magicians have to start thinking about the future of magic. What will happen to the world?
Faced with this, Gojo Satoru didn't seem to care. When he actually started to do something, the turmoil that arose would only be more shocking.
"Principal, you are too nervous."
“It’s not what I did, it’s what I could have done but didn’t do.”
"Besides, with me in school, even if the higher-ups in the magic arts find out about the things you do, they won't be able to do anything against you."
"You should thank me!"
Some words have made it clear, and Noctua's righteous path will no longer be obscured.
But he still didn't understand the reason why Gojo Satoru acted like this. Just for a Japanese knotweed Yuhito, there were too many ways he could choose.
Why did he use the most drastic method?
This is also something that many people don't understand. It directly exposes one's own strength. Wouldn't it be better to use it as a trump card to draw the maximum benefit at the critical moment?
"Satoru, what do you want to do?"
"Change the world of magic?"
"You should know the final outcome of us conjurers..."
However, Gojo Satoru just smiled softly and looked at his former class teacher.
"What I want is to end this ugly cycle of fate!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the power of a spell was directly suppressed around Noctua Zhengdao, and without waiting for him to react, his protective spell was instantly broken!
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
