The brave Simmel wants to resign

The specific operating principle is that it can capture the movement of objects in front of the user, track the movement trajectory, and break it down.

Anything touched by a Naokiji's palm that does not move along a predetermined trajectory may be frozen for one second.

With his technique and the enhancement of his own magical power, he was recognized as the fastest in the world of jutsu before Gojo Satoru became the "strongest" in his third year of high school.

Such a large number of titles, and the corresponding strength.

Even Xia Youjie put away his feigned provocation.

"Head of the Zen Monastery".

"Hmm~"

The old man sat down with an air of authority, showing no regard for the Zen Temple Fan lying between the three.

Tons.

He started drinking as soon as he sat down, and only pulled his hand away when his face turned red.

"Pfft!~~"

Exhaling the smell of alcohol, the old man looked at the two of them with a crooked mouth.

"Hey kids, wanna drink?"

"Jibi people! Are you just going to let these guys get away with this?!"

"I won't."

"Come!"

At this moment, Zen-in-Yuan Shan, who might have strained his back and couldn't get up, was flailing his limbs in a sorry state, like a turtle lying on its back. Even when he complained to the head of the family, he was completely ignored.

Xia Youjie declined the drinks, but Xinmeier's eyes lit up.

Actually, he doesn't really like drinking that much.

Although I drank in my past life, I never let myself get a hangover, mainly because of my monk companion named Haita.

Despite being a monk, he didn't abstain from alcohol and meat, often drinking until he couldn't walk the next day.

Having just used his Noble Phantasm, and perhaps influenced by it, he suddenly felt like drinking.

The Gibi were taken aback, then burst into laughter and poured wine for Simmel.

"Good! Drinking is good! Young man, you have good taste."

"Ha ha!"

Ignoring Xia Youjie's subtle gaze, Xinmeier took the wine and drank it heartily.

He tossed the tea aside, then took the wine with both hands and drank it all in one gulp.

"Great job! You're a handsome young man!"

The Giobaku people's eyes shone brightly.

"Another one!"

"Come, come, come."

"Again!"

"catch!"

So the two of them stopped talking about business and started drinking one cup after another.

Xia Youjie couldn't help but say from the side, "As the saying goes, alcoholism is a menace."

"What kind of talk is that!"

Before the Gibi people could say anything, Simmel, contrary to his usual behavior, retorted.

"Liquor is like an old hero; the more you drink, the more courageous you become!"

"Ouch!"

The old master pointed at Simmel, made an "O" shape with his mouth, and shook his finger up and down.

"You young man! Hahaha!"

For some inexplicable reason, the two completely forgot about their previous unpleasantness and began to clink glasses. However, because Simmel was on the inside of the room and the Gibi was on the outside, they had to pass by the collapsed table and the Zenin fan lying on the table, unable to get up, when they poured wine.

As the wine was poured, spilled wine dripped onto the man's face, causing him to roar in humiliation until, in the end, only painful sobs remained.

Fortunately, there's still one normal person here.

"Master of the Zen Temple, I don't mind if you want to drink, but let's get down to business."

"Ok?"

The old patriarch, already somewhat tipsy and with a flushed face, glanced at Xia Youjie.

"Hmm... I know you've come to question me about why the Kyoto region, which is hostile to Tokyo, would prohibit a top-tier sorcerer from coming to our territory, right?"

"Ah, to put it more directly, I want to ask if the two top-tier cursed spirits I encountered in the hospital were your doing."

"...You really don't hold back."

With a slight pursed lip, the Zhibi person put down their wine cup.

"It's obvious that's impossible. If my foolish little brother became the head of the family, maybe that would be possible, but do you think I would do such a thing?"

Zen Temple Fan: "Jibhito, you scoundrel!—"

Xia Youjie: "Yes, indeed."

Interrupting his impotent rage, Xia Youjie said, "Then why did you call me here? Forgive my bluntness, but although a top-tier cursed spirit is difficult to deal with, with the Zen Academy family's resources, it shouldn't be too difficult to deal with it by deploying their upper-level combat forces."

Xia Youjie curled his lip and said sarcastically.

"After all, you have a monopoly on the technologies related to domain warfare."

indeed.

The three starter families all have their own inherited domain-countering techniques, so even against the domain of a top-tier cursed spirit, they are confident of exorcising it if multiple people cooperate.

However, the old patriarch simply smiled and gave a brief reply in response to the sarcasm.

"We are short-staffed."

A very simple answer.

"Just as you imagined, when facing a special-grade cursed spirit, even a special-grade first-level cursed mage from one of the three founding families would need at least two or three people to attempt to exorcise it, and even more would be needed to ensure safety."

"This alone is already exhausting, but at this time, the Kamo family has not offered any assistance."

Xia Youjie frowned. "What do you mean? Has the Kamo family abandoned their responsibilities?"

Unlike the other two families, the Kamo family's [Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique] is the most stable. When the other two families decline due to the lack of their family techniques, they take the opportunity to seize resources, and thus their ranks of sorcerers are the largest.

Now this is...

"Ah."

The old patriarch pulled out a few photos from his clothes and casually tossed them out.

Snapped.

The photo landed on the chest of the Zen Temple Fan, which had replaced the desktop, and Xia You and Xinmeier looked down at it.

It was a photo that looked like it was taken secretly. Several men dressed in traditional Japanese clothing had their backs to the camera, but their exposed skin showed signs of purplish-black tan.

"This is...."

Simmel and the other woman exchanged a glance.

It can't be wrong.

This is the effect of the herpes god's technique.

The Kamo family... have been cursed by this special-grade cursed spirit?

“As shown in the picture, you should know the specifics better than we do,” the old patriarch said. “The special-grade cursed spirits that appeared in the hospital and the Kamo family are very likely the same one—which means that someone is guiding the cursed spirit to do such things.”

"Do you have any ideas, Xia You-jun?"

Having guessed that Xia Youjie would use the Cursed Spirit Manipulation Technique to subdue the Naobi people of the Herpes God, he had kept a low profile for a long time, but finally revealed his true intentions.

"..."

Xia Youjie was silent at first, then—

"I----"

Xia You was about to say something when he suddenly stopped.

and many more.

This is a trap.

Xia Youjie glanced at Xinmeier beside him, who gave him a knowing and gratified look.

really.

The old patriarch appeared to be discussing something, but in reality, he was testing the mechanism of Xia You's Cursed Spirit Manipulation Technique.

The question I just asked, in essence, was: "Can the Spell Manipulation Technique trace the memories of the controlled spell spirit?"

The answer is no.

If it's a cursed spirit with clear reason, that's fine, but it's not the same for the type of Herpes God. Unless it's a special cursed spirit's spell effect, the image in the cursed spirit's mind cannot be connected with the sorcerer himself.

All Xia Youjie knew was the 'she' that Hei Mu had mentioned in the air.

The mastermind behind this is likely a woman.

Under the current circumstances, Xia Youjie clearly knows—

The only entity capable of large-scale poisoning and controlling a top-tier cursed spirit could be...

The "Big Three" possess a large workforce and patented techniques.

Or perhaps...

A sorcerer capable of single-handedly defeating an entire nation, defying all reason.

[Master Sorcerer]