A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

Chapter 170: A show of force

"Hey boss, you moved?"

Fuhesh walked down the street, carrying a large silver briefcase in one hand and talking on the phone in the other.

His dark eyes constantly scanned his surroundings. His black bodysuit revealed his well-defined muscles, making him a formidable figure when he was in a bad mood. The scar on the corner of his mouth added a touch of roguishness to his appearance.

Passersby avoided him like the plague. Fuheshen first spat rudely at the roadside, then said...

"I went to your house, but it was already empty?"

Fukugoro Jinji had just come out of Isayama Kenmei's house when he found that the entire house was empty, all the furniture was gone, and there was not a trace left. If it weren't for the fact that the renovation was still there, he might have thought it was a bare house.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you."

Isayama Kenmei then remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to tell Fukuro Jinji about his move. He thought he would bring it up next time he contacted him, but he didn't expect to be so busy that he forgot all about it.

"Is there anything you need?"

Isayama Kenmei remembered that Fukuro Jinji usually wouldn't contact him unless there was something wrong; on the contrary, it was always Isayama Kenmei who needed to contact him.

"I landed a big order, and the client was very generous, paying a large deposit."

Fuhesh shook his head and said...

"They offered cash, but I thought it would be too much trouble to just give it to you directly."

The money was in his briefcase, heavy with cash. To deposit so much money in a bank and have to transfer it would be exhausting.

Speaking of which, Fuheishen has been taking on more orders lately, but life has become increasingly difficult.

This is the tragedy of workers who have signed indentured contracts; the money they earn doesn't belong to them.

Fukugoro's money was equal to the money Isayama Kenmei had at the time (the reverse is not true), as clearly stated in the "contract" that Fukugoro signed at the beginning.

In some ways, Kenmei Isayama was even more corrupt than the capitalists who grew cotton; at least they provided food and lodging.

Ke Jianshan Xianming completely left Fu Hei Jin'er to his own devices, since the child was already an adult and wouldn't starve to death, right?

Furthermore, the number of wealthy women who want to keep Fukushige could probably stretch from Kyoto to Tokyo. It's impossible for him to starve to death. If he changes one every day, who knows how many years he could keep changing them.

The money was directly deposited into his account by the employer who hired Fuhesh, and then transferred to Kenmei Isayama.

There have been about five deals in total these days, ranging from two million to eight million. The unit is yen, not US dollars.

Kenmei Isayama didn't know why Fushiguro Jinji was taking orders so cheaply; was he doing charity work?

As a sorcerer killer, can't we at least show some respect? What are the prices like for our foreign counterparts? Can't we be in line with international standards?

But what Kenmei Isayama didn't know was that it wasn't that Fushiguro Jinji didn't want to raise prices, but rather that this was the going rate for killing a sorcerer in Japan.

After all, most sorcerers are safe only if prices are kept within a reasonable range. If prices are too high, curse masters will hunt sorcerers. There are already few sorcerers, and if prices are too high, the entire sorcerer association will be without anyone to do its work.

No matter how strong you are, who can guarantee that you will never let your guard down? When you're on the toilet, which sorcerer can withstand the test of a 12.7mm heavy sniper rifle?

Unless it's a cursed spirit or a dead person, there are times when you have to let your guard down.

The price of Fuheshen'er is already considered high, so it's all hard-earned money.

"Then how do I find you, boss?"

"Go to this place and wait for me. Someone will meet you when you get there."

Upon hearing what Fushiguro Jinji said, Isayama Kenji pondered for a moment and then said...

I sent the coordinates to Fuheshen'er

"I'll be back in a bit."

"Okay, I know."

Fuhe Shen'er originally had a date, after all, he had just received such a large sum of money but hadn't even had a chance to get close to it yet, so he needed to soothe his wounded heart.

But now it's all for naught.

Fuheshchen sighed.

"Wait, remember, no one will stop you."

Just as Fuhesh was about to hang up the power

As he was speaking, Kenmei Isayama added another sentence, as if he was still worried.

"Don't climb over the wall, just go through the main gate without worry."

"OK, all right."

Hearing the boss's ambiguous words, Fu Heishen was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted.

What does this mean? Does the boss think that when he arrives at that place, he would subconsciously want to climb over the wall and sneak in instead of going through the front door?

"Okay, it's okay."

After finishing his sentence, Kenmei Isayama hung up the phone without any further hesitation.

"This is Shinjuku. I remember someone having a company in this area."

Hearing the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Fuheishen sighed, "Poor working people have no human rights," and dialed another number from his contacts.

"Hey, honey, are you free?"

"Take me somewhere."

Before Fuheishen and the others could stay for more than fifteen minutes, a pure white Continental GT pulled up to their spot.

Amidst the envious glances of passersby, Fuheishener effortlessly opened the car door and got in.

"I hope Shen Er won't be too surprised then."

Kenmei Isayama shook his head helplessly. He had once told him about his status as an abandoned son of the Kamo family.

As a result, Kenmei Isayama transformed into the young master of the Kamo family.

"Hey, it's me."

"There will be a 'guest' later. Go to the door and help him out."

"This guest has a rather special background."

Kenmei Isayama gave his men a heads-up, otherwise, it would be hard to imagine that the sorcerer assassin had come to deliver money to the Kamo family's main gate.

After all, Fuheshchen's reputation was that of an unpleasant guest.

Kenmei Isayama changed into another set of clean clothes, mainly because he still needed to discuss some things with the other members of the High School of Sorcery.

Otherwise, Kenmei Isayama, who had already inscribed spatial coordinates at the Kamo main family home, would have arrived at the home even faster than Shigeji Fushiguro.

"Jay."

As soon as Kenmei Isayama came out of the bathroom, he saw Xia Youjie with one arm around his shoulder, looking somewhat dejected. He greeted him.

“Xianming”.

Xia Youjie sighed helplessly; he was extremely frustrated that he was powerless against his best friend.

The cursed spirits that he was so proud of were completely useless, only slightly hindering Kenmei Isayama's actions, and not even able to hold out for long.

It should be noted that even Gojo Satoru, whose abilities are completely unreasonable, has not yet felt this sense of frustration and powerlessness. However, he has tasted the bitterness of defeat ahead of time against Isayama Kenmei, whose attack and defense are both maxed out.

This was a little hard for Xia Youjie to accept. He still remembered the scene of their first meeting, when he saw Isayama Kenmei in the medical tent, and it was still the wound that was being treated by Glass.

Back then, Xia Youjie could clearly sense that Jianshan Xianming was so weak that he could be completely killed by just one level-three cursed spirit. But now he has grown to the point where even a special-grade cursed spirit cannot withstand him.

Everyone says that Xia Youjie and Wutiao Wu are geniuses one in a million, but in his opinion, only the guy in front of him can be considered a true genius.

"Don't be like that, it's just a small sparring match, nothing serious."

"You didn't even use your full strength; you were holding back."

In Kenmei Isayama's eyes, Xia Youjie has a very high degree of potential; his abilities seem to be born for this world.

The darling of the world.

Xia Youjie hasn't even used the high-grade cursed spirits that could easily lead to death, but Isayama Kenmei knows that he has a "Slit-Mouthed Woman" with maxed-out attack power.

Tianyuan has gathered all the magical power in the world into Japan, making the magical spirits here increasingly terrifying and powerful. This is likely a very bad thing for other sorcerers.

But for Xia Youjie, that would definitely be a good thing, as his power comes entirely from the cursed spirit.

The current trend of Japan being teeming with demons and monsters seems to Kenmei Isayama entirely to benefit Natsume Yuki.

It was created by nature itself.

This is exactly what it means to have the right timing, the right place, and the right people.

As long as he continues to grow like this.

Not to mention the high school of sorcery, in the future, even the entire world of sorcery will fear Xia Youjie's technique, [Spirit Manipulation Technique].

If he absorbs all the cursed spirits in the world and unleashes Xia Youjie's ultimate technique, the [Cursed Spirit Manipulation Technique - Ultimate] vortex, who could withstand it?

Kenmei Isayama simply arrived at a good time, before Xia Youjie had fully matured, and gave him a complete experience of failure.

"By the way, let me forge a weapon for you."

Looking at Xia Youjie's empty hands, Jian Shanxianming couldn't help but think, "Anyway, I have plenty of materials. It wouldn't be a problem to forge a weapon for Xia Youjie by expending a little magic power."

For sorcerers, a good weapon is the foundation for victory, which is why sorcery tools are so expensive, enough to buy the lives of dozens of sorcerers.

Xia Youjie wanted a good weapon because if someone like Jianshan Xianming could bypass all the cursed spirit defenses and appear directly in front of him, it would be very disadvantageous for him, who was unarmed, and he would be unable to defend himself at all.

However, the price tag of hundreds of millions makes it unattainable for many young sorcerers; one cannot afford such a thing without owning several mines.

"Xianming, you can also create cursed artifacts?"

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows. Is there anything that Isayama Kenmei can't do?

"Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm actually quite skilled."

Craftsman Kenmei Isayama has that much confidence.

"I feel that the spell artifacts sold outside for hundreds of millions are not as good as mine."

That's for sure. Those magical implements are ancient artifacts unearthed from who-knows-when. How could they possibly compare to the magical implements that Kenmei Isayama made just a day ago?

It's simply a difference in the difficulty of building.

"Then it's settled. I'll make you a magical artifact and give it to you in a few days."