Curse Return: Swordsmith Start

Chapter 89 Lawyer's Day - Che Kuanjian

"Let's talk at my place."

Faced with the boy's indifference, Tsukumo Yuki shrugged and gladly followed.

Upon arriving at the workshop, I gestured for the other person to sit down at the table opposite me.

"I've resolved the issue of the soul spell; the plan is to move on to the next phase now."

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..！ ！ ？ ？

Yuki Tsukumo stopped in her tracks as she picked up her teacup, her eyes widening in disbelief.

What's going on with this efficiency?

"It seems someone is plotting something in the shadows, and I prefer to take the initiative rather than wait. So I plan to share the essence of the technique with you so you can solve the technical problems. I'm going to clear away any obstacles I might encounter. I have a feeling that time is of the essence."

The Yue people spoke these important pieces of information in the calmest of words.

Sitting opposite her, Tsukumo Yuki's eyes twitched involuntarily. Should she praise this guy for being so calm and collected, making such an important matter seem so nonchalant?

After taking a few deep breaths and barely managing to clear her thoughts, she spoke.

Two questions.

"ask.

""

"The first one, you just mentioned sharing... What does that mean? What are you going to do?"

The Yue man extended his hand to her.

"hold."

The older sister secretly rejoiced and did as she was told.

Completely disregarding the softness and warmth of the other person's palm, Yue Ren explained while preparing.

"I will use my magic to establish a spiritual connection with you and share with you everything I know about the soul in the form of memories. Do not resist, as this will increase my burden."

This is a further application of the techniques that the Yue people had only recently learned.

The essence of "tracing the source" is that the two sides establish a connection, and then the Yue people obtain the information they need through this connection. In theory, it should also be possible to transmit the information in reverse. The technique used now requires stronger control and an understanding of the nature of curse power, and these two points are conveniently satisfied after the black flash is unleashed.

Tsukumo Yuki was the first human he used, since the other party was a special-grade user. Even if he failed, there wouldn't be too many side effects; he estimated that he would probably just be mentally exhausted for a few days.

However, if successful, it means that other ideas can also be developed.

"An interesting ability. You really do surprise people every time."

The next moment, Tsukumo Yuki felt a non-existent memory appear in her mind.

That wasn't an experience, but rather a kind of first-person, hands-on activity involving knowledge. What was added to my mind was a deeper understanding of certain things, knowledge about the soul.

Seeing the other person's expression, Yue Ren smiled slightly. Sure enough, he had succeeded.

In a few seconds, Yuki Kujukuni finished sorting out this information, comparing it with his own research, his face full of emotion.

"I see. In that case, your plan is indeed feasible. By modifying parts of the human brain, you can give them the potential to become sorcerers... Now all that's needed is to expand the scope," applying it to all of humanity worldwide. Remarkable."

It was amazing. Even though she didn't know it, the principle of the soul technique "Wuwei Transformation" flowed into her mind as if she had known it for a long time. Various conditions and application scenarios were also vivid in her mind. It was unbelievable even for a special-grade user like her.

It feels like a scientist has just proposed a hypothesis, and the next second, all the data and knowledge needed to conduct the experiment suddenly appear in your mind. The only thing missing is to turn what's in your mind into reality step by step. This feeling is truly amazing.

"But this step is by no means an easy task. The most suitable method would be a barrier spell, but is it really possible to create a barrier spell that covers the entire globe?"

After a moment's thought, Yuki Kujuku raised a question, a question she realized she would inevitably have to face after considering it.

The Yue people didn't take it seriously.

"Problems are meant to be solved, and what you said is indeed a good idea. I believe you'll understand it even better after you gain knowledge of Tianyuan's barrier techniques."

Yuki Tsukumo was slightly taken aback, then smiled with relief.

I have to say that working with this guy is really smooth. He thinks comprehensively and acts decisively, making him a perfect partner.

"I see. I didn't expect your target to be Tianyuan. Indeed, there is no more powerful barrier master than him. If you can learn his barrier techniques, then achieving global coverage is not impossible."

"Ah... at this point, I have to say, your technique has really saved me so much trouble."

Tsukumo Yuki is truly envious now. In the face of the opponent's technique, "accumulation" has become the least valuable price to pay. As long as he can keep his mind stable, he can easily obtain the knowledge he wants. It's simply outrageous.

However, it was precisely because of this that their plan was able to proceed so quickly and smoothly, and all the necessary elements could be found. This young man in front of them seemed to be the chosen one of the times.

Thinking of this, Yuki Kujukuni couldn't contain his joy.

"So, regarding your second question, the obstacles you mentioned aren't just the hidden masterminds, cursed spirits, or curse masters, are they?"

Recalling the Yue people's description of the boy and his various actions, it must have been premeditated.

Yue Ren glanced at her indifferently.

"You've probably already guessed it, but I'm not afraid to tell you directly: the group of people currently in charge, the so-called high-level officials, are enemies that I must eliminate."

"This is the most fundamental conflict of interest, the so-called class antagonism. It is time for the corrupt aristocratic conservatives to be eliminated."

Upon hearing this, Jiujiu Oil Base revealed an expression that said, "I knew it."

She could roughly guess that the reason she asked the question was simply to see if he was willing to admit it. Now it seemed that she had worried too much; his will was absolutely firm.

"Understood. Then leave the technical stuff to me, big sister. I won't let you down."

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"I'd also like to see the future you've described."

Yuki Tsukumo readily agreed. Since everything was so well prepared, why not lend a hand? Keeping herself busy would be a fun thing to do.

But then, Yue Ren's words stunned her once again.

"Do you know the 'Reverse Spell'?"

"? Of course not. Although I'm a top-tier expert, these things can't be done in a day or two..."

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When suddenly asked about his weaknesses, Tsukumo Yuki instinctively tried to cover it up. After all, it was a bit embarrassing for a Special Grade not to know how to reverse spells, while the other two Special Grades in the video memory knew how to use them.

But the Yue people asked her this question not to embarrass her.

Once again, I reached out my hand.

Yuki Tsukumo was also stunned when she saw this, and then she had an expression of disbelief and realization.

"You don't mean to..."

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"I'm giving you a chance, consider it a perk for the team. It depends on your aptitude!"

The meaning was already quite clear. Tsukumo Yuki felt uneasy and unconsciously swallowed, then reached out and grasped it again.

Once again, "non-existent memories" appeared in her mind, and she gained experience using an ability called "Reversal Technique".

In the end, Tsukumo Yuki left the Yue people's workshop with a sweet smile like a flower, and even turned back from time to time to throw a kiss, showing a love-struck attitude, which made passers-by avoid her with disgusted looks.

The incident has come to a temporary end, and Yue Ren is continuing his preparations.

On this day, Yue Ren came to a law firm to see someone, or rather, a lawyer.

"Hisaku Hirokazu"

An ordinary person whom he had pre-selected as a team member.

He graduated from the law school of T University and became a nationally selected lawyer by passing the old bar exam.

Currently active in various courts as a defense lawyer, his talents should be developed at a higher level in the legal field. However, based on his commitment to "justice," he chose to become a humble lawyer who stands up for the victims in this unfair world.

A true genius is not only because of his talent as a lawyer, but also as a sorcerer.

In the original story, during the time when Zoro was in the Death and Annihilation Reincarnation, a certain case triggered the awakening of his spell due to a wrongful conviction in the second trial. He killed the judge and prosecutor and joined the Death and Annihilation Reincarnation. In just 12 days, he grew from an ordinary person into a first-level spellcaster who mastered a special rule domain. He was praised by Ryoumen Sukuna as "a gem whose talent is comparable to Gojo Satoru's".

Later, in the battle with Sukuna, he comprehended the "Reversal Technique," making him a true genius of sorcery.

His true charm lies not in his genius, but in his unwavering commitment to justice.

The "punishment and execution" that unfolded in his domain was the embodiment of the justice in his heart.

Dissatisfied with the corruption of the execution grounds and the loopholes in the law, he insisted that everyone should be equal before the law and enjoy equal rights. Therefore, in the face of all this injustice, he wanted to use his persistence to restore the justice that the wronged and weak deserved.

Such people are the kind of sorcerers the Yue people hope to see in the new era.

So he came, when all the conditions were right.

He knocked on the door, received a response, pushed the door open and went in, but less than three minutes later, Yue Ren came out again with a helpless look on his face.

He found the right place, but unfortunately the other party was at work and is now most likely at the nearby courthouse.

Looks like we're going to bump into each other by chance. Oh well, what a busy life.

The man from Yue sighed and reluctantly set off to leave.

As dusk fell, people surged into the entrance of the Tokyo subway like a tidal wave.

During rush hour, as the only mode of transportation acceptable to low-income commuters, it naturally becomes extremely crowded.

Among them, there was a slightly different figure: a suit, a briefcase, a tired face, but an upright posture.

Hiroshi Riche stood among the crowd, walking at a moderate pace. His tie was half an inch loose, and he carried his seven-year-old briefcase in his left hand while his right hand was in his trouser pocket.

He paused in front of the automatic door.

It wasn't because I saw anything special, I just wanted to stand there out of habit.

While at the security checkpoint, I went through all three cases I'd handled that day in my mind—manslaughter,

There's a labor dispute and a domestic violence case. The first two are settled, but the last one is about to go to trial, and the chain of evidence is still missing one link.

He habitually uses this route from the entrance to the station to mentally review the case again; it's his experience, like a chef checking his knives before finishing work.

"Japanese car lawyer".

The voice came from the side, flat, like greeting a friend.

But he knew he didn't have such a friend, because the other person's voice didn't match any of the ones he remembered.

He turned his head and saw a striking young man leaning against the railing beside him.

He was dressed casually—a hoodie, jeans, and sneakers, with his hands in his pockets.

They don't seem to be here to litigate or to consult on legal issues.

Riche's gaze lingered on that face for two seconds, gleaning a few pieces of information: seventeen or eighteen years old, high school or college student, no anxiety, not a client, then someone unrelated to his profession.

He nodded slightly in polite response, but did not stop walking, preparing to board the subway.

As for how the other party knew his name, he hadn't changed out of his suit and didn't have a name tag; anyone with good eyesight could see that.

But the young man caught up, and it wasn't a chase, but a natural step to his side, his pace perfectly in sync with his.

The car didn't speed up or glance at anyone. Every day, countless people would approach you on the streets of Tokyo—people soliciting donations, preaching, or trying to get customers. Just ignore them; they'll leave once your patience wears thin.

He just didn't expect that the other person would actually follow him into the subway; their patience was getting a little annoying.

Just as he was about to take the time to end this inexplicable farce, the boy spoke first.

"That case with Miura Bussan... you could have done better."

Riche was slightly taken aback, his mind also caught by the other party's words.

Miura Bussan, a case of manslaughter, was just closed this afternoon.

The defendant's boss employed a large law firm, and their chain of evidence was airtight. He searched for a week but only found a testimony from the deceased's family and some data that should have been incriminating but were legally sound.

The final decision was a settlement, and the compensation was indeed quite substantial, so the family didn't say anything. However, he couldn't forget the heartbroken expression on the other party's daughter's face.

"That driver drank three cans of beer before setting off," the young man continued, as if he were talking about the weather.

"The dashcam was formatted, but the repair shop's surveillance footage shows that the steering wheel was crooked when he drove the car in. The repair record you have states that it was for routine maintenance," the signature reads the head of the transportation department at Miura Bussan.

The section chief signed a similar maintenance record ten years ago; that time, it was a truck with failed brakes that killed two people.

"You know the conclusion very well: the other party is knowledgeable about the law and knows how to exploit loopholes in it."

The car turned around and looked at the young man in front of it for the first time.

The setting sun shone through the gaps between the buildings, illuminating that young face, highlighting his clear features and calm gaze.

He was not a journalist, not a colleague, not anyone he knew.

"Who are you?"

"Ordinary people passing by."

Riche looked at Yue Ren, and a few seconds later he took out the notebook he had used for a long time from his briefcase, opened it, and uncapped the pen.

The movements were neither fast nor slow, like laying out evidence in court.

"What you just said," he looked up, "do you have any concrete evidence for?"

"Is it in your hands, or do you have the channels?"

The young man looked at the pen in his hand, then at his tense jawline, and suddenly smiled. The smile was both unexpected and yet perfectly reasonable.

"I have evidence. If I'm willing to give it to you, what will you do?"

The man's eyes were firm and meticulous.

"Give the materials to the prosecution and hold a second trial."