A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

"Speaking of which, did we set up an 'account'?"

As soon as Gojo Satoru stepped off the helicopter, he heard Ankagi suddenly ask this question.

Because of Kenmei Isayama

That pure white ice dragon is truly iconic; if an ordinary person were to see or photograph it, it would be big news.

"Don't worry, songstress."

Normally, Gojo Satoru would be sweating bullets by now, because this guy has absolutely no habit of keeping a "book".

Moreover, Gojo Satoru lives a life of doing whatever he wants. So what if ordinary people see the effects of his spells? It's their business if they're afraid, what does it have to do with him?

This meant that Gojo Satoru always received loving education (iron fist attacks) from Yagami-sensei, and he never learned his lesson.

But today he can proudly say it.

"Songstress, your questions are all unnecessary."

“The reliable Xianming has prepared everything.”

Because Kenmei Isayama had worked with Mr. Akutabe on finishing touches in his early years, he had long developed a good habit of being meticulous about everything, preparing in advance for all tasks that needed to be completed.

The "tent" was already set up by Kenmei Isayama when the flying dragon was in the sky. It was a tent that fit the entire sky, and it would automatically unfold within a 400-meter range wherever the spell went.

This benefited Gojo Satoru, who had never felt that going on a mission could be such a joyful experience.

He didn't have to worry about anything; saving the songstress Gojo Satoru was completely effortless with his curse power.

Slacking off brings double the joy.

"Wu, you shouldn't rely on Xianming too much."

Seeing Wu Tiao Wu's expression, Xia Youjie immediately knew that he had become complacent and sighed to remind him.

"It's just that it's rare for me to go on a mission with Xianming."

Don't rely on Kenmei Isayama for everything. If Kenmei doesn't work with them on missions, he might make a big mistake.

"It's okay, Jay."

Isayama Kenmei overheard their conversation and said indifferently.

"Anyway, I'm an exchange student at your place this month."

The helicopter landed directly on the playground of Tokyo Jujutsu High School, so Masamichi Yagami was already waiting there not far away.

"But is the construction speed here really that fast?"

Before, there was a barrier in the air that made it difficult to see clearly, but after arriving on the ground, everything became clear.

When I last came here, the entire teaching building was crushed by the cursed spirit domain hidden in Isayama Kenmei's arm, and the surrounding buildings were also on the verge of collapse.

But now, everything has returned to normal. There are no ruins, no wreckage. The iconic buildings of Tokyo Jujutsu High School still stand there, just as he first saw them.

"This infrastructure construction speed is truly amazing."

Kenmei Isayama sighed.

In such a short time, they were able to clear such a large area of ​​ruins and build high-rise buildings. Their efficiency is simply amazing.

Even if the sorcery college can't stay afloat, it can still be used as an engineering team. Building skyscrapers with that efficiency would be a piece of cake, right? Sorcerers can find new jobs after being laid off.

At the same time, the difference in strength between Isayama Kenmei's last visit and that period was enormous.

Without using the rotten uncle, Kenmei Isayama in his current state could instantly kill his past self when he came to the High School of Spellcasting.

Although it has been such a short time, Kenmei Isayama's progress in strength is a miracle that far surpasses all of this.

From having the strength of a level 2 sorcerer, who still needed Uncle Lan to fight a level 1 cursed spirit, he can now solo a type C special-grade cursed spirit, and type B special-grade cursed spirits are no problem for him.

Their professional titles all jumped from being unstaffed staff to becoming first-level sorcerers.

If Kenmei Isayama were to reveal his ability to open domains, he would undoubtedly become the second person in the Spellcaster Association to be awarded the title of Special Grade Spellcaster.

But that's what a life of toil looks like.

Because of the previous guy's inaction, so many troublesome and thorny old cases have piled up, and it's no wonder that Kenmei Isayama has to deal with them.

If he dared to order him around like that when he was only a Level 1 Sorcerer, then a Superior Sorcerer must be used properly.

Therefore, there are some opportunities that you shouldn't try to steal the limelight from.

For any trouble with the Spellcaster's Association, go there. He can't stand this kind of life. (Special Grade Spellcaster)

The teachers were forced to go abroad, which shows how much pressure they were under.

Kenmei Isayama has his own life now. He prefers to watch his sister conduct experiments from the sidelines; he finds those days much more comfortable.

"Astral body, celestial origin."

Kenmei Isayama wasn't very optimistic about this mission. Could an old monster who had lived for a thousand years be so easily outmaneuvered?

Those old men in the General Affairs Department would have to live ten lifetimes to possibly reach the age of Tianyuan. In addition, Tianyuan is about to undergo a transformation, meaning his strength is about to break through the limits of this body, so he must dissipate his power and start over.

This guy is actually able to use a spell to gather all the negative emotions in the world onto Japan. I think his strength has already exceeded the so-called concept of a special-grade.

"Xianming, what's wrong?"

Xia Youjie suddenly noticed him. His good friend didn't seem to be in a good mood, so he asked...

"You don't look well. Is it because you overused the technique?"

"No, just pretend I'm spacing out."

Kenmei Isayama shook his head, not wanting to keep the two of them waiting any longer.

"Let's go, Ms. Moth is still waiting for us."

"Teacher Moth".

The three walked over, and Kenmei Isayama was the first to greet them.

"Thank you for what happened last time."

This refers to the fact that the Night Moth Path does not want the reward. Instead, the reward for killing the Special Grade Cursed Spirit will be shared with Kenmei Isayama.

Chapter 168 Stellar Body Escort Mission

"To be honest, I think it's a bit difficult for Lord Tianyuan to assign the two of you to this mission."

The four walked down the corridor of the Jujutsu Academy. Masamichi Yagami was in the lead. He glanced at the unruly Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Suke behind him, and thought that even a dog would shake its head at him.

"Fortunately, the Sorcerer Association has added Xianming to the mission because of its difficulty."

"Everything will be different then."

Just thinking about the trouble these two problem children are capable of causing, and comparing them to Kenmei Isayama, makes Masamichi Yagami feel that it's like the difference between a good-for-nothing and a top student.

If only Kenmei Isayama were his student.

Unfortunately, the Spellcaster Association was worried that things were too complicated and that Gojo Satoru and Natsume Yuuki, those two greenhorns, wouldn't be able to handle it, so they specially transferred them over.

After all, in the eyes of the Sorcerer Association, Kenmei Isayama was one of their own, someone they knew well, with great strength, a clean background, and a good relationship with many first-level sorcerers. For a time, he even worked as a "cleaner" for the Sorcerer Association and received a "subsistence allowance".

This kid has finally made it big and is being groomed by the Kamo family to be their next head of the household.

Speaking of which, the Zenin family is the only one without a successor, while the other two families have heirs. Just thinking about it makes you realize how anxious the Zenin family must be, given the constant internal strife.

Night Moth said

"You two should really thank Xianming; he sacrificed his own time to be with you."

"Isn't that a given? My combination with Jay was already the strongest, and now we're adding Xianming too."

Gojo Satoru smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"When the three of us are together, I feel like I can stand up to the whole world."

"Hey, Jay, you think so too, right?"

Sometimes it's really helpless; you have to drag others into your bragging. Xia Youjie nodded helplessly.

"Ah."

"That's an exaggeration. I'm just standing out because of my peers."

When Izayama Kenmei heard the two men's flattery, he thought, "No, no, that's too much."

"Can't you be normal for once? I can't take it anymore."

"That's right, teacher."

Gojo Satoru put his hands behind his head and asked...

"What kind of mission is it that would bring the three of us together?"

"Don't be afraid, we're going to blow up the headquarters of the Sorcerer's Association. And what does that woman from Tianyuan want from us last time?"

A look of seriousness appeared on Gojo Satoru's face. If you asked him who he was least confident about fighting right now, he would say that he might lose.

It must have been Tengen, whom he had only met once. That time, Gojo Satoru felt so powerless for the first time in his life, suppressed by the barrier technique to the point that he couldn't even use his spells.

What the hell is this?

Surprisingly, Gojo Satoru, who had been studying at the Tokyo Jujutsu High School for two years, didn't even know that she lived in the basement.

Upon hearing Gojo Satoru mention it, it suddenly occurred to Isayama Kenmei that both of them seemed to have personally met Tengen.

He was the only one who didn't have it.

"This is a special, top-secret mission with an exceptionally high level of confidentiality."

Moth did not stop and walked towards a classroom.

Kenmei Isayama noticed that although it was a weekday, it seemed that there were only the four of them left in the entire school, whether it was because there were few people at the Jujutsu Academy or something else.

"There are two commissions in total, in short."

Night Moth continued.

"It is to 'protect' and 'eradicate' the magma."

Hearing this, Kenmei Isayama, who had already expected it, was not surprised.

"what?"