The brave Simmel wants to resign

"Time to get to work," Simmel said softly. "Maybe after we're done we can go cheer on the students."

His current location is actually very close to the Kyoto campus, and he can go there after he's done.

Gojo Satoru was originally in charge of capturing the Ushio Shrine Maiden, but he still had to spare some attention for being a homeroom teacher, so after finding the clues, the remaining capture operation was handed over to Simmel.

This is inevitable.

There's something we haven't talked about openly, but everyone knows about it.

Simmel could not stay in this world forever.

Once this world recovers from its illness, he can't stay here forever. He'll travel to other worlds for work, just like he has for the past nine years. And... if there's an even worse world, he'll have to live there permanently.

In fact, there are many places that are worse than this.

When he's gone, Gojo Satoru will have to take on the responsibility of this world.

Therefore, he hopes that Gojo Satoru will spend more time nurturing students, building strong bonds, and cultivating future talents.

And what about himself?

"The plan worked."

【scandium】

With the cross wheel spinning behind her, Simmel sensed the flow of magic that she could perceive in her mage form.

[Spotting Magic]

Simmel used this very thing to find Xia Youjie.

Back then, he broke into the Harmony Cult gathering where the shrine maiden of the Tide came from. Although he didn't catch the vanguard, he noticed that there were many precious magical artifacts and valuables present, which he didn't have time to remove.

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—Leave it alone.

—Pretend you didn't see it.

—A curse master's accumulation of wealth also requires a process and cannot be created out of thin air. Therefore, the curse master will definitely find someone to collect these valuables. We deliberately pretend that we are short-handed and the moving efficiency is low, so that they can take this opportunity to move some of the valuables away.

Leave traces on these stolen goods, and then use magic to find the traces of the curse master.

Although many in the world of sorcery know that Simmel is powerful, they are not familiar with the magic he uses.

So, after less than a week of waiting, with the help of Gojo Satoru's six eyes, Simmel had a definite address again.

This time, he still came to the curse master's safe house without anyone else.

................

.......

boom!----!--!--

Simmel landed.

Once again deep in the mountains and forests, but unlike before, before arriving, Simmel had already set up tents within a three-kilometer radius.

—To be precise, it was Tartar Jia Mei Mo, Mu Qiao Li Bo  Jie Fei 8 Chi ,  Bei Qiang Wan Huan  Pang Qiao Sheng Gan ∥ Xin ǘ Yun Ji Nuo Xiang Su Shi Guo,  Xiang Yu Tuan Wan Huan  Jing Beng Ci Zhe  Ke Gan ∥ Yun 螅,  Keng Su Shi Song �

Now, that old woman has nowhere to escape.

Simmel stormed into the enemy's stronghold alone, and after a chaotic scene, there were hardly any people left in the building who could stand up.

The deeper he went, the more intense the cursed power became.

We've found the right place.

Simmel thought to herself.

When he arrived at what resembled the previous assembly hall, he looked around and felt people staring intently at him.

One...two....

Five people?

Simmel laughed heartily.

"Come out and greet the guests."

The immense power of the curse indicates that the physical body used is of exceptional quality.

It might be very interesting.

"You've only been arrogant for a short time!"

A defiant voice came from the roof beam.

Hey.

The ninja wore a simple, dark black ninja uniform, with coarse cloth ties tightly binding his waist and limbs. Most of his face was covered by a face mask, revealing only his sharp eyes.

"A ninja?"

Simmel was somewhat surprised.

"We are curse masters who obtained the abilities of the Five Void Generals, the direct combat force of the Fujiwara era, through the power of the priestess!"

"If we join forces, modern warlocks are no match for us!"

call out!call out!call out!

After the first person appeared, the other four also appeared, surrounding Simmel from different directions in the hall.

"Don't worry, it won't take you too long."

Ninja Number Two had a resolute expression.

"It's difficult to control your strength when stepping on ants without crushing them."

Ninja Number Three looks like an artistic man.

"I am a super sorcerer."

Ninja Number Four pointed his thumb at himself, looking arrogant.

"Hmph, even a top-tier sorcerer is worth killing!"

Ninja Number Five raised his wrist, his five fingers like claws, his face contorted in a ferocious expression.

Such a powerful aura.

What a powerful line!

and so--

Simmel turned her head to look at the crowd.

Snapped.

Click.

thump.

boom.

"Ow!"

In a panning shot, five immobile human figures were lying on the ground.

"Borrow it for a moment."

Simmel walked over the 'corpses' of several people and headed towards the tunnel.

Those five guys just now called themselves the 'Five Void Generals'?

Although we don't know the true strength of the Five Void Generals in ancient times, simply having their [physical information] is not enough.

Lack of combat experience, understanding of spells, and even fundamentally—the pride of being a warrior.

They probably can't even unleash half the power of the original warlock.

This made Simmel even more certain of one thing.

That is—the Shrine Maiden of the Tide is not the same person as nine years ago.

She was just slightly bothering Simmel and Gojo Satoru to distract them.

But if that's the case... then...

Hey.

I descended the stone steps one by one.

In the empty secret passage, as footsteps echoed, stark white lights flickered on one after another.

A narrow, deep passage was torn open, and ahead stood a short figure that had been waiting for a long time.

I saw it.

A figure dressed as a sorceress awaited Simmel at the end of the tunnel. She leaned against the wall, looking hunched over and weak.

Simmel thought to herself.

(Did they realize that they were already bound by tents and couldn't escape, so they chose to fight to the death?)

“I advise you to give up.” Simmel approached. “You’ve performed so many summoning rituals in such a short time. Even if most of the magical power is supplied by the body and the information of the body after the summoning, the magical power consumed in the summoning rituals is enough to drain you dry. You’re about to collapse, aren’t you?”

However, when he took two more steps closer...

"Ok?"

The smell of blood filled his nostrils.

Has anyone died here?

Simmel stepped forward and then confirmed—

The deceased was none other than the Shio-rai Shrine Maiden herself.

His head was split open from the middle.

The witch, her face wrinkled and her hair withered and white, was now in a pitiful state of death.

Beside her lay a splattered pool of blood and ice that hadn't completely melted... a curse power unlike that of the Tide Maiden.

According to the 鞯那楸ǎ, 锩返陏角『镁褪恰颈浞ā俊 �