The brave Simmel wants to resign

However, before the throwing knives hit their mark, they seemed to be subjected to forces from different directions, scattering and crashing to the ground with a clattering sound.

"Alas!!"

Another embarrassing scream.

The already disheveled appearance of the curse master, Bayer, became even more gloomy.

"Damn it! It's not Gojo Satoru! How can it be so strong?!"

Click click.

Simmel typed with one hand while the other hand hung naturally at his sides, his thumb pressing on the back of the fountain pen.

"Now it's my turn to ask a question."

Then, I saw him raise his hand.

A muscular arm, without any overly defined muscles, holds up a pen.

boom!

Lean forward and swing your arm.

Without any visible action, the pen was enveloped in a golden stream of light the instant it left the hand, transforming into a white longsword engraved with intricate patterns, which instantly approached the curse master's face.

"Croak!!!"

The screams were drowned out by the sound of the explosion.

boom!!----

The gust of wind from the explosion whipped up her bangs, causing Simmel to stop in her tracks and quickly brush her hair away.

After a while...

"Huchi! Huchi!"

Bayer climbed out of the pit, panting heavily.

"You should be able to tell that I deliberately threw it off course."

When I looked up, Simmel was already standing in front of me.

Bayer's face turned several shades paler.

Take a deep breath.

"I'm so sorry!!!!"

He immediately knelt down in perfect proportion, a feat that most people would take until they are at least thirty years old to achieve.

"Although I made a promise with Gojo-sama and Natsuyu-sama that I would never be a curse caster again and would go to the countryside to farm, I've become a curse caster again!"

"What's the reason?"

"To be honest, we're short of money! Farmers aren't making any money at all!"

"If you have magic powers, you should try to become a video blogger or something and perform magic tricks."

Simmel squatted down, speaking softly. Although her movements seemed casual, they gave off a very friendly feeling, putting Bayer at ease.

"Yes, you mean... um... what should I call you?"

"Simmel".

Simmel used her phone to edit a text message announcing the completion of the task.

"Boss Simmel, actually... so actually I'm here to deliver information to Lord Gojo and Lord Natsuyu."

"Hey?"

Simmel raised an eyebrow, looked away from her phone, and turned to the curse master who was still lying on the ground, asking with interest.

"You can actually say that? Then why are you running away?"

"...To be honest, it's because you, Boss Simmel, are too scary. In terms of presence, you seem even scarier than Gojo Satoru back then."

The curse master, Bayer, scratched his head.

Bayer didn't lie, but he didn't tell the whole story either.

Because he was involved in the Riko Tenn incident last year and was used as a speed bump by Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Suke, he does have a fear of Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Suke.

He did indeed go to the countryside to become a farmer, but the Panxing Sect contacted him, and he only came out of seclusion in order to make money.

Of course, he didn't dare to provoke Gojo Satoru. He just wanted to be a clock-in machine to accumulate time. If he wasn't caught, so be it. If he was caught, he would immediately betray the Panxing Sect.

I never expected to encounter a strange 'student'. On a whim, I wanted to reminisce about my glorious past and test my skills.

Then...

Then he almost got his head split off, and now he's begging for mercy.

What information do you have?

“Yes, Boss Simmel, the Star Cult has already obtained the locations and identities of the four backup star magma bodies.” Bayer did not hide anything. “They sent a message directly to our curse mage team and told us to discuss it among ourselves, first come, first served.”

"I have no intention of provoking the astral bodies; I'm just on lookout duty."

"Four...?"

Simmel recalled that the Higher Vocational School only had knowledge of four asteroid bodies.

In other words, has everything been exposed?

This was the first week after Tianyuan issued the 'Protect the Star Magma' mission.

Seven days have passed, and so far no asteroids have been harmed.

It's not just because Gojo Satoru and Natsume Suke, the icons of the jutsu world, have both made an appearance.

There are four members of the Starmash, and their locations are scattered all over the world. Even Gojo Satoru and Natsume Yuuki cannot kill someone from hundreds of kilometers away.

Surprisingly, two of the Star Magma Bodies were in Tokyo, and the other two were in the Kyoto area. The Tokyo cases were naturally handled by Natsuyuki and Gojo Satoru, while the Kyoto cases...

Leave it to me.

On social media, a message sent a week ago by an ID named "九十九由基" is marked as "read".

This top-tier sorcerer, who was usually impossible to find, returned to the country and happened to stumble upon this incident, unexpectedly taking on the mission.

She can at least guarantee the safety of one asteroid, and the remaining one...

Leave it to me.

With the same words, Simmel could imagine Tsukumo Yuki winking at her, and she could also imagine...

Zenji Naoya was naturally arrogant, but there was a strange, wicked smile in his eyes.

For some reason, after visiting Kyoto, Simmel added the account of this young master of the Zen family and would chat with him from time to time.

However, since the other party had given their assurance, Simmel felt reassured.

The Zen Temple family is second only to the top-level sorcerers in the world of sorcery, and it has a large number of members and excellent equipment.

At this point, the stellar plasma was completely protected.

Simmel was tasked with hunting down these exposed curse masters, relying on her irrational intuition.

However, although everything seemed flawless, but...

There was still one thing that worried Simmel.

..........

......

What is the number and configuration of the companions?

hiss--------

White smoke rose from the ruins.

The steel bars, protruding haphazardly from the ground, gleamed with a magma-like color due to the high temperature, their interiors appearing deathly white.

An abandoned construction site.

Scattered dirt and sand, carts carrying bricks, and incandescent lights surrounding the construction site.

The gray and glaring light cast a long, long shadow of the boy, stretching into the darkness at the far end.

The boy's voice was clean and low, without any hint of anger, but his speech was slower than usual, and the last syllable of his voice lacked any hint of laughter.

"Don't look down on me—Aaaaaah!"

The cursed spirit emerged from mid-air, its sharp teeth tearing apart the man's thigh.

Shadows swayed, and screams echoed endlessly.

What is the number and configuration of the companions?

"I do not know!"

What is the number and configuration of the companions?

"Ahhh! Ahhh! I really! Really! ——————"

Xia Youjie stood there, with the mutilated limbs of the curse master at his feet.

“…”

His wispy hair fell down, obscuring half of his eyebrows and eyes.

The light cut in from his side, making the lines of his face exceptionally clear and deep.

There was no light in his eyes.

Chapter 38 Methods to Get Rid of the Cursed Spirit

In the following weeks, a large number of curse masters were eliminated.

The Panxing Cult doesn't have any direct curse masters, but they are incredibly wealthy. Heaven knows how many families they've broken apart through their pyramid schemes, and how much of the parents' salaries and children's tuition fees they've drained.

Bounties of hundreds of millions can be paid out at any time, and the assassins are mostly fearless antisocial personalities.

One by one, they shouted, "If I kill Gojo Satoru, I'll be the strongest!" and charged forward, making Gojo Satoru, who was originally a sunny and cheerful young man, increasingly irritable these past few days.