A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

Just as Kenmei Isayama was preparing to further increase his investment of spiritual energy, intending to completely crush this cursed spirit.

A gentle voice sounded behind him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, could you give me that cursed spirit?"

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Chapter 52 No one knows the scent of the cursed spirit

"Perhaps due to the frequent disasters last year, cursed spirits are emerging one after another."

"I've been especially busy this summer."

Even late at night, Xia Youjie, dressed in a black sorcery college uniform and sporting a half-bun hairstyle, was exhausted both mentally and physically, yet he still wandered the streets like a "walking corpse," searching for any possible cursed spirits.

"It's the aura of a cursed spirit."

He stopped in front of a dark alley, then staggered inside.

"I thought it would be a routine exorcism."

"But little did we know that our competitors had already gotten there first."

"A technique I've never seen before. The fluctuations of the curse power on his body are no different from those of an ordinary person, but he was able to pin a curse spirit that was close to the second level to the wall and make it unable to move."

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

"But the moment I was stared at by those deep blue eyes, I felt an inexplicable sense of oppression. I almost thought it was my friend."

"But no, it was a 'weirdo' I'd met once before."

The person who rejected the offer from the Spellcasting Academy, known as the "cradle of spellcasters".

"Thank you for your patronage."

Xia Youjie was still pondering, but by the time he realized it, 100,000 yen was missing from his wallet.

After receiving the money, Kenmei Isayama readily accepted the spell. Freed from the constraints of "telekinesis," the half-dead cursed spirit collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

"The Great Injustice"

This is Kenmei Isayama's assessment of the smiling, somewhat frivolous-looking man who suddenly appeared behind him.

They actually didn't haggle and spent 100,000 yen to buy a half-dead cursed spirit.

What else could this be but a "great injustice"?

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

But then a second person appeared and said they wanted the cursed spirit.

Isayama Kenmei was naturally not going to let him get it for free. What, you so-called expert in sorcery are so domineering that you want to take away a spirit without paying anything in return?

He recognized him too; it was a second-year student from Tokyo Magic High School, whose name seemed to be "Natsuyuki," and he was one of the noisy trio.

It would be hard for Kenjiro Isayama not to have a deep impression of the three who instantly turned into "good boys" and stood at attention after being yelled at by their teacher.

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

With 230,000 points to his name, Kenmei Isayama wouldn't find it too difficult to give up a cursed spirit that would bring him about 100 points.

So Kenmei Isayama made his offer, stating a number.

"One hundred thousand"

“This was originally my prey, and you want to take it from me without paying anything in return? That’s hard to accept.”

Then Kenmei Isayama saw Xia Youjie take out his wallet.

"Although the Sorcerer's Association is inhumane, their subsidies and benefits are really good."

Xia Youjie was a student, and Isayama Kenmei found at least forty to fifty "Fukuzawa Yukichi" bills in his wallet.

"Spending 100,000 yuan is something they wouldn't even blink an eye at."

The other party's generosity even made Kenmei Isayama wonder if he had asked for too little.

He put the money in his pocket.

"Well, this trip has yielded some unexpected gains."

Little did Xia Youjie know that he also felt it was absurd at this moment. He had paid 100,000 yen because of the other party's two sentences, and he even thought that the other party made a lot of sense.

But once the money is spent, it's gone like water spilled. Worrying about whether the 100,000 was worth it only diminishes the status of a sorcerer.

Xia Youjie also has a sense of shame.

Actually, this is mainly because after Kenjiro Isayama's spiritual energy level was promoted to the West Tower level, the mental stance unconsciously emitted by his body had a greater impact on others.

In particular, after the [Psionic Codex] was transformed into [Red Letter Redemption], all types of psionic spells were made available to Kenmei Isayama.

The energy of psychic magic unconsciously emanated from around Kenmei Isayama.

The effect, though very subtle, can unconsciously enhance the persuasiveness (hypnotic power) of Kenmei Isayama's words.

It is extremely effective for people who are mentally exhausted.

Xia Youjie fell for Isayama Kenmei's suggestive words. His mind thought it made a lot of sense, and his body reacted directly, taking out his wallet and taking whatever he wanted.

"Sigh, my overtime pay for tonight is gone."

Xia Youjie sighed and raised his hand towards the cursed spirit before him.

He said in an icy tone

"Exorcise!"

The empty alleyway was stirred up by a massive storm of magical energy, even though there was no wind.

The cursed spirit, paralyzed on the ground, had no way to escape; its entire body was completely engulfed by the immense azure cursed power.

The skeletal cursed spirit inside began to disintegrate as if it were soaking in concentrated sulfuric acid, its body hissing and gradually decomposing, its bones breaking, and every inch of its body breaking apart.

The sheer amount of overwhelming, berserk magical power output that Xia Youjie displayed already far exceeded the strength level of a typical level one sorcerer.

The grand exorcism ritual, along with the shrill screams of the cursed spirits circling the alley, caused Isayama Kenmei, who had walked some distance, to stop and turn back to look.

"Tsk tsk tsk"

"What deep-seated hatred could cause such torment?"

Indeed, the minds of sorcerers are somewhat twisted.

The cursed spirit lasted for less than three seconds before its entire body was completely melted into the storm of cursed power, leaving not a trace.

As darkness fell once more in the alley, apart from the half-eaten corpse, no one knew that a near-level-two cursed spirit had once existed there.

Xia Youjie withdrew his curse power, and the cursed spirit was compressed into a small, azure ball of curse power.

"Nothing I saw was unusual."

He stared at the ball in his hand, inside which rolled a skeleton baring its fangs and claws, constantly emitting painful roars.

"It's just an ugly thing that everyone knows about."

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

"I've told myself that since the day I became a sorcerer."

"So I must become stronger."

Xia Youjie picked up the small ball in his hand, opened his mouth, and forcefully swallowed it whole. Even though he showed signs of pain, Xia Youjie still forced himself to swallow it.

"No one knows the scent of the cursed spirit."

Due to the special nature of the spell, he spent 100,000 yen to buy a cursed spirit, not for any other reason.

It's all for the sake of eating.

“Exorcise, eat, and repeat.”

To this day, he does not know how many cursed spirits he has devoured.

As Xia Youjie swallowed the soft, coconut-sized ball completely, he was panting heavily.

Kenmei Isayama, who had been silent all along, voiced the question that had been lingering in his mind.

"What does a cursed spirit taste like?"

Xia Youjie, panting heavily, wiped the corner of his mouth.

A hint of helplessness appeared on his face as he replied.

"It's probably like swallowing a rag that's been used to wipe up vomit whole."

Chapter 53 Late Night Canteen

【Spirit Manipulation】

The unique technique of Xia Youjie is to absorb cursed spirits and use them as servants.

Absorb and control the subjugated spirits. No medium is needed; spells can be cast using the spirits' own magical power, and the number of spirits absorbed is unlimited.

Highest level of captured spirit: Special Grade.

Xia Youjie's spells were no secret in the Spellcaster Association, and since he was on the side of Moth Teacher's friend, he revealed his spells to Isayama Kenmei almost without hesitation.

Furthermore, sorcerers typically reveal their spells during combat to enhance their effectiveness.

When Isayama Kenmei heard Xia Youjie's technique, his first feeling was fear, and for a second he even had the urge to kill this smiling guy.