A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

So it's empathy? Mingming found her own thoughts amusing.

"You have completed your sorcerer assessment and are now a Level 1 sorcerer."

As a partner sent by the Spellcaster Association, and with the examiner having the unspoken right to declare the assessment over, Kenmei Isayama's performance was perfect and exceeded expectations.

Mingming eagerly anticipates the growth of this young man before her. Isayama Kenmei's future potential will certainly not be limited to the Spellcaster Association.

She saw in him the potential to surpass Gojo Satoru and Natsume.

The realm of unfinished products, the control of ice and fire, all silently proclaim that Kenmei Isayama is a monster!

"A level one sorcerer? Oh well. That's all there is to it."

When he heard from Mingming that he had completed his assessment, Isayama Kenmei felt a rare sense of joy. He had accomplished in a rocket-like fashion what others could only do in their entire lives.

However, Kenmei Isayama just wanted to go home right now. His experimental equipment had arrived. Many things he had previously obtained from the C-level simulation were unusable, such as the Blood of Saint Gilles.

Kenmei Isayama was going back to prepare a diluted solution for the first injection.

Chapter 150 Your Future Doesn't Include Us

The white room reeked of disinfectant. Inside, a patient lay covered in tubes and wrapped up so tightly that it was no longer recognizable as human. The numbers and curves on the heart rate monitor were alarming.

"Degree IV severe burns, with burns covering more than 90% of the body surface area, and organ failure."

At this moment, an elderly man with white hair and wearing a white robe stood outside the ICU special care ward. He looked down at the medical test report in his hand and his face was very ugly.

Especially when you see the last sentence

"It is advisable to prepare mentally in advance."

The medical record in the old man's hand quickly turned to ashes in his palm, clearly indicating that he was furious.

"This is outrageous! This is outrageous!"

"drop"

The automatic door behind him opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in a similar style to the old man walked in. However, this man had a large bump on his forehead and squinted eyes.

Anyone familiar with the middle-aged man's identity would never guess that this unassuming man is Sonoda Shigeru, the legal representative of the Panxing Cult and currently in charge of all matters related to the Panxing Cult.

He spoke very respectfully to the old man standing in front of the mirror in the hospital room.

"Master Jiaozu."

"Sonoda, find out who did this to Matsuda?"

The most revered person in the Panxing Cult is this white-haired old man, whose voice, as decaying as a withered tree, is extremely cold.

"People from the four major families? Or just those few brats?"

He wanted to know who could do something like that; hey, that guy was a real genius.

The old man received resignation letters from all the surviving high-ranking members of the Society of Weapons and Souls. At the same time, he sent people to revisit nearly two-thirds of the believers in that branch to say that they would never dare to have any contact with the Panxing Cult again.

The mass exodus of followers and the successive departures of high-ranking members are unprecedented occurrences in the Panxing Cult, a cult with such a long history, having followed Master Tengen since the Nara period in Japan.

"No, neither."

Shigeru Madoka was also very angry, and he handed the information he had collected to His Holiness the Pope.

"It's that brat who was specially praised by the Sorcerer Association last time for exorcising the top-level cursed spirit. The Sorcerer Association promoted him to a first-level sorcerer, and his mission is to deal with our Panxing Cult."

"That brat?"

The old man had heard of the Sorcerer's Association's emergence of another promising candidate capable of exorcising a top-tier cursed spirit. Damn it, he never expected to hear that name again, only to have it bring trouble to their Panxing Sect.

"Isayama Kenmei, formerly known as Kamo Kenmei."

Logically speaking, Isayama Kenmei is now a first-level sorcerer, and all his identity information should be kept secret, but the fact that Panxing Sect still managed to find him means that they have their own people within the Sorcerer Association.

The Pope of the Panxing Cult looked at the documents in his hand and muttered to himself.

"It turns out to be a defective product that the Kamo family abandoned years ago."

"Damn the Sorcerer's Guild, sending some greenhorn brat to do this."

The Pope of the Panxing Cult, having figured out the whole story, was furious. He said...

"We've been tricked this time."

"Sir, shall we put a bounty on that brat's head on the underground curse master website?"

Panxing Sect representative Sonoda Shigeru proposed to the elderly man...

Previously, anyone who provoked a sorcerer of the Panxing Cult would usually have a bounty placed on their assassination website.

Those scoundrels who will do anything for money are quite useful, which is why the Panxing Cult has always done it that way, using multinational and cross-border transfers to complete transactions or cover up their activities.

Having done many bad things by hiring hitmen, Sonoda Shigeru, who was familiar with the business, knew that money only needed eight seconds to circulate around the earth.

The money traveled from a Japanese account to Hong Kong, then to Dibai, then to Cyprus and seven other countries, before finally returning to Japan via Hong Kong.

He would take half a minute to talk about these countries, but those eight seconds would have been enough for the Sorcerer Association to investigate for ten years without finding anything.

"Not this time."

The Pope of the Panxing Cult took several deep breaths, forcibly suppressing his inner anger; reason told him he couldn't do that.

.

He shook his head and said

"Prioritize the overall situation."

Although killing that brat might bring temporary satisfaction, it's not a long-term solution.

The situation is far worse than imagined. Because the old man's relationship with the Sorcerer's Guild has become extremely strained, he has been subjected to a lot of sanctions from the Sorcerer's Guild these days.

The Sorcerers' Association has imposed a complete blockade on the Panxing Sect in terms of economics, manpower, and resources, making the entire operation of the Panxing Sect problematic and extremely difficult.

The Panxing Sect doesn't have much money on its books, so it needs to use it wisely. Furthermore, the sect's major event, which occurs every 500 years, is about to take place, and they can't afford any further complications.

The old man cursed inwardly once more.

"Damn Spellcaster Association."

If it weren't for them, how could things have turned out like this? The Gathering of Weapons and Souls would be completely destroyed.

"How much funding did we originally have prepared to hire the hitman?"

Shigeru Sonoda replied

"thirty million."

"Thirty million is not enough."

The elder of the Panxing Sect pondered for a moment.

"Add up to one hundred million."

"But if it's 100 million, the entire operation of the Panxing Sect will be in trouble."

As a high-ranking official in charge of the Panxing Sect's finances, Shigeru Sonoda knew exactly how much liquid cash was left in the accounts.

The fact that the cult leader casually mentioned spending one hundred million yuan could probably paralyze the entire Panxing Cult.

"Just one hundred million, call a few more people for me."

The Pope of the Panxing Cult made the decision directly, without giving Sonoda Shigeru a chance to object.

"But."

"No buts. Don't forget that I am the leader."

The old man interrupted Shigeru Sonoda.

"The Sorcerer's Guild is acting like a bunch of idiots. How can I possibly swallow this insult?"

"How about this, I will personally donate 1800 million. If that's not enough, you guys can chip in the rest."

"I don't know who the Sorcerer's Guild will send to protect the bastard (Astral Body), but this time it's not just the Astral Body, I will make sure that everyone who protects her dies without a burial place."

"Yes."

Since His Holiness the Pope has said so, what can Shigeru Sonoda, who is just a high-level employee, say? He can only agree.

As for how to deal with that little bastard Kenmei Isayama, this old geezer also had some ideas.

"Sonoda, call the head elder of the Kamo family."

When the Pope of the Panxing Cult was young, he was good friends with the eldest elder of the Kamo family, and they still keep in touch.

"Ask him if he knows or not."

"With such a promising talent out there, why aren't you letting that brat be recognized as a member of the family sooner?"

The competition among the three major families in the world of sorcery is fierce; the difference between having one more level-one sorcerer and having one less level-one sorcerer is significant.

Such a rare talent, who turned out to be a child abandoned by the Kamo family, they certainly wouldn't let him go.

As for whether the family is willing to "go home," that's up to the Kamo family themselves.

The young man was hot-blooded and impetuous, while the old man was certain that Kenmei Isayama harbored resentment towards those who had abandoned his family. If the two were to clash, things would get really interesting.

"Yes, I understand, Your Holiness."

Upon hearing the order, Sonoda Shigeru took one last look at Matsuda Yoshie inside the treatment machine and sighed inwardly.

"This is probably the last time we'll see each other, old buddy."

Sonoda Shigeru was about to turn and leave, but the Pope called him back again, seemingly feeling it was inappropriate.

"Forget it, Sonoda, you should go and call a few more skilled curse masters."

"I, the old man of the Kamo family, made a personal trip. It's been a long time since I've seen that old scoundrel Kenichiro."

While we're at it, let's try to attract some investment or get some help from the Kamo family. The Panxing Cult is having a really tough time right now.

Isayama Kenmei, completely unaware that his actions had suddenly put a large organization in dire straits and made matters worse, was drinking at that moment.

"cheers!"

Several full wine glasses clinked together, making a crisp sound.

"As expected, iced milk tea tastes better than iced beer."