MTL - The Supernatural Skill System of the Emperor Engine-Chapter 124

Powerful strength is the capital that he can speak like this.

"And I asked King, he can't be regarded as a complete onmyoji, he is only part-time, and from the current point of view, he has also expressed his willingness to join us. Is it not good to be a strong man on a par?"

Gojo Satoru said with a smile, while pretending to shrug helplessly,

"And, isn't it your arrangement that made me meet king?"

Hearing Wujo Satoru's words, the entire space fell into silence for a few seconds, but soon said again:

"We know too little about King's intelligence. If the other party is not trustworthy, do you know what serious consequences will be caused?"

"What's more, there is also the existence of a special magic spell, which can easily destroy an entire city."

"Right now, there are two unstable bombs in the Magic Academy in Tokyo."

"In the case of Rika, if it gets out of control, I will definitely try my best to stop it."

Gojo Satoru said lightly,

"As for King, I still fully trust him."

Gojo Satoru recalled how the king had rescued Otsuko Yutai and Maki of Zenyuan before, and his movements were not hesitant, just like instinct.

This made Wutiaowu firmly believe that king is trustworthy, and that is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to perform.

"If any accident happens, you are responsible for the consequences!"

Those higher ups issued stern warnings.

"Not only will you be punished, but Yuta Otsuko's death sentence will also be executed immediately!"

"I know, I know!"

Wujo Satoru said nonchalantly, to him, the words of the senior management in the magic world were like farts, and he didn't care at all.

Even if the people in the world of incantation really issued the death penalty to Yuta Otsuku, with Gojo Satoru's strength, it would be easy to keep him.

Their warnings that sounded extremely serious and terrifying were just to save face in front of Gojo Satoru.

And Gojo Satoru can also clearly understand why these high-level executives are worried about the arrival of the king.

They worry about one more person out of their control.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru's mouth rose slightly.

......

Time flies, and the weekend is here in the blink of an eye.

During this period of time, Yanmotang's reels, like Kano Koshio, lived in the king's home, went to school with Kano Koshio during the day, and practiced game training together at night.

And on the weekends, they didn't have any classes. In the morning, King let the two of them move freely, and King himself was going to the Tokyo Metropolitan Institute of Magic and Magic.

After walking out of the house, he immediately took out the spell to enter the calamity and entered the calamity.

The location of Kanto-Tokyo Magic Academy is a little far from King's house, and it would take at least two hours to drive by subway.

In the wild, king can use his own abilities at will - such as high-speed movement.

If in the real world, king's use of this ability will inevitably cause panic, but in the wild, there is no scruples.

In a sense, the disaster field has become the king's means of transportation.

In just a few seconds, King had arrived at the address that Gojo Satoru told him.

King raised his head and saw an old religious school that looked deserted.

But King knew that this was just an illusion caused by the account.

He immediately activated the phantom vision, his eyes easily passed through the cover of the tent, and he saw the true face of Lushan of the Magic Academy in Tokyo.

The buildings inside are retro in style, but they give people a solemn feeling, and they seem to have a long history.

Not only that, King could perceive a powerful force emanating from this school.

"Good morning, Mr. King."

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind King, and the voice revealed a sense of confidence and laziness.

Five enlightenment.

At this time, he was wearing the black uniform of the high school, with a blindfold made of white bandages on his face, and there was a smile on his face. If the blindfold was taken off, his appearance would definitely be outstanding.

"Um."

King nodded at Gojo Satoru.

"After you called me yesterday, I was very happy, and I brought you a gift for Mr. King today!"

Gojo Satoru handed a bag to King while speaking.

"This is a famous **** dafu!"

King has heard of the term dafu, which is a kind of dessert that only exists in this world, that is, sandwiched glutinous rice balls, similar to the enlarged version of glutinous rice balls. taste material.

There are similar existences in the previous world, but there are some differences, and there is no name Daifuku.

"I don't know if you like sweets, Mr. King."

Gojo Satoru asked with a smile.

"It's okay, sometimes if you think too much, you need sweets to add sugar."

King said slowly, when he used to play decryption games, he would often eat sweets to relieve the fatigue of his brain. Tong Di of the Hero Association also had a similar habit.

"Well, thank you very much."

"You're welcome, at least we have some similarities when it comes to eating sweets."

Gojo Satoru said, patted King's shoulder,

"Come on, welcome to our Tokyo Metropolitan Institute of Magical Arts."

The two quickly walked into the school. The school was much bigger than King imagined, but the number of people was not large, so it seemed a bit empty.

"Teacher Wujo."

At this moment, a man in a suit walked quickly in front of the two of them. He was thin, with glasses on his face, and looked a little tired.

"Headmaster and the others are already waiting on the playground."

This man is Yidi Zhijie Gao, the assistant supervisor of the Tokyo Metropolitan Institute of Magical Arts.

Auxiliary supervisors basically have no combat ability, so they are prohibited from participating in battles. They will use simple tents and shikigami to provide support to the magician, and will also provide a certain degree of instruction on the mission policy to students who are not used to the mission scene. It is equivalent to the auxiliary role among the magicians.

Chapter 159: Mr. King, please join us!

Yidi Zhijiegao's gaze couldn't help moving to King's body, and seeing King's somewhat ferocious face, his heartbeat accelerated:

"You, you are Mr. King! Welcome to our Tokyo Metropolitan Magic Academy!"

Yidi Zhijiegao's voice and his body were trembling slightly because he had heard the name King, a man who was called a strong man by Gojo Satoru.

The powerful aura made Yidi Zhijiegao dare not make contact with the king's eyes for a while, so he turned his head to the side, for fear that he had done something to anger the king and let himself die without a place to die.

As a person with no real fighting power, Yidi Zhijiegao clearly knew that killing himself was as simple as crushing an ant.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yidizhi, Mr. King is actually a good talker."

Wujo Satoru on the side patted Yidi Zhijieko's back with a smile and said.

"Good talk?"

Yidi Zhijiegao looked at King, and became even more nervous after hearing Gojo Satoru's words.

King looks extremely ferocious, how did the scar on his face stay?

Was it left over from fighting with countless super-class spell spirits?

And king gave Yidi Zhijiegao a feeling as if he had experienced countless wars.

Facing such a King, Yidi Zhijiegao would never dare to provoke him.

"Two...let's go, the principal has been waiting too long!"

After speaking, Yidi Zhijiegao ran away for a while.

"Really."

Gojo Satoru smiled and shook his head.

"he is?"

king asked.

"He's our auxiliary supervisor, responsible for support and logistics, and is a very diligent person."

Gojo Satoru looked at Idi Zhijieko's back and said.

"By the way, is your Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Magical Magic specialized in cultivating rookie magicians?"

"That's right, but many conjurers still use this as a starting point to start their conjuration activities after graduation."

"Then you are the only school in the world of magic arts?"

"No, there's another school in this country."

Gojo Satoru said with a smile,

"However, the relationship between our two schools is not very good. It should be said that it is a relationship of competition. We hold an exchange meeting every year, which is almost the same as fighting a war."

What he was referring to was the Kyoto Prefectural Magic Academy, another magic high school.

The two talked all the way, giving King a general understanding of the magician world.

Although conjurers and Onmyoji are very similar, they are completely different in composition and physique.

"...how should I say...our school is not bad, but the thinking of the high-level people in the magic world is too backward and rotten, and they need to be rectified. When will the king want to? Get in touch with them and you'll understand how annoying those old guys are."

Gojo Satoru said intentionally or unintentionally, suddenly seemed to see something, raised his head,

"We have arrived."

King followed Wujo Satoru's gaze. Several people were sitting on the side of the playground, as if they had been looking at themselves.

In addition to Otsuka Yuta and Zenyuan Maki having met once, King also noticed that there were several other people on the playground.

A young boy with short white hair and a high collar that covered his mouth.

He is a dog thorn, the last descendant of the curse word master family, and the curse word he uses makes the language generate a curse to take effect.

"Sashimi."

Curly Thorn greeted King.

What the hell?

King was stunned for a moment, and even suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Did this boy say sashimi to himself?

Did I hear it wrong?

And the second guy can't be described by human beings, it's a huge panda.

It is a mutated skeleton created by the school principal that can speak human language.

The skeleton is similar to the magic tool, it is a puppet body driven by magic power, but the panda is a rare skeleton with self-awareness, and no one knows how to make it except his maker.

At this time, King didn't know how to complain.

A boy who suddenly said some inexplicable words, and a panda.

There is something wrong with this school.

"This one is called Goujie, a curse speaker. Because he is afraid of inadvertently cursing others, he usually uses the name of food to talk to other people. This is a panda, a curse skeleton."

Wujo Satoru patiently introduced the king, and instantly explained the meaning of the spell master and the curse to the king in detail.

After listening to Gojo Satoru's introduction, King nodded thoughtfully.

Among the onmyoji, the only existence that can be called special is the shikigami, and so far the king has only seen one shikigami, and that is Huangfen following Huaye Hongxu.

In the world of magicians, there is such a special existence, which is really unique.

It might even be interesting.