Abnormal Moon

"No way, dude, does this cursed spirit have that much strength?"

In the contact just now, he felt that he was completely powerless to resist and was pushed away without stopping at all!

"But I wasn't injured at all?"

Roy took a look.

That is, his clothes were torn a little, his skin was scratched a bit, but he didn't lose any flesh, let alone bleed or suffer any serious injuries.

The injury is disproportionate to the strength he possessed.

The force that could send him flying without any resistance should at least have broken his bones.

"Could it be that it's not based on strength, but on techniques?"

Roy got up from the collapsed building, opened the Imaginary Number Pocket, and threw the lump of flesh he was holding into it.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a giant fleshy hand descended from the sky, smashing the building above them to pieces, and slapped Roy towards it.

Roy remained unfazed. His level of awareness allowed him to sense the approaching palm strike in advance. He leaped to the side to dodge it, then stomped his foot and jumped out through the crack in the top of the building, kicking Ganesha's head in mid-air.

"Boom!"

Struck by this blow, Ganesha's enormous body was like a roly-poly toy, its upper body kicked away and its massive form falling uncontrollably to the ground.

"As expected, it's no match for me in terms of power! The power I felt just now must have been its technique, probably a technique capable of sending anything flying?"

And it probably doesn't rely on simple power output.

Even a top-tier monster spirit combined with magical power shouldn't be able to make Roy feel powerless. Could it be a conceptual spell that "eliminates all obstacles in his path"?

Regardless, it's definitely worth studying!

Roy jumped out, placed his palm on Ganesha's body, and activated his body modification ability again, rapidly shrinking Ganesha into a second fleshy ball, which he then threw into the Imaginary Number Pocket.

Just like humans, spirits can possess innate magical abilities, meaning they are born with magical abilities.

The diversity of spells can encompass any aspect, from simple release and summoning spells to complex rule-based spells, and even incredible concept-based spells.

The techniques one is born with are something imprinted on the body, essentially a part of it.

For Roy, every spirit, or more precisely, every spirit with a life-giving spell, as well as every human with a life-giving spell, is a huge treasure!

the other side.

The man wearing five robes suddenly stopped, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"……real or fake?"

The elephant-headed god spirit, which was under his control through his spell manipulation, suddenly broke free from his control.

"It's not that it's dead; it's more like it's lost contact. Was it done by that human?"

Even if they fell into the domain, it wouldn't turn out like this, right?

Or did he create an incredibly powerful barrier using extremely strict constraints?

Could it be that the human was a master of barrier techniques who was superior to him?

"What a troublesome guy."

The man frowned, rubbing his brow as if he had a headache.

After a while, he formed the hand seals again and summoned more spirits.

"Let's test the waters a little, and also buy some time for the retreat."

In the center of the battlefield.

Just as Roy dealt with Ganesha, the pocket in the sky reappeared, from which thirteen cursed spirits fell, each one strangely shaped and possessing a powerful aura of cursed energy.

Roy suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He grinned, a happy smile spreading across his face, and charged towards the thirteen cursed spirits.

Touch one, and it turns into a fleshy ball, which is then thrown into the imaginary space.

He touched another one, which turned into a ball of flesh, and threw it into the imaginary space in the same way.

Roy danced happily among the cursed spirits.

Each of the cursed spirits here possesses considerable strength. Although they may not reach the top rank, they are probably second only to the top rank, and more than half of them possess spells.

Even a level one sorcerer would be courting death if they deliberately entered such a circle of cursed spirits.

But for Roy, with his "Knowledge" that allows him to open a 360-degree full-view view and his Void Technique that can disrupt his opponent's perception, he is least afraid of being surrounded!

His strength overwhelmingly surpassed that of a so-called first-level sorcerer.

This scene, which took place in the heart of the city, could not escape the eyes of countless people present. Some even recorded videos on their phones. Although the cursed spirit was not in the frame, Roy's whirlwind-like figure still caused a huge uproar.

In particular, the image of Roy seemingly fighting something has become a consistently trending topic online.

—Advanced in Spellcasting.

It refers to the Higher Specialized School of Spellcasting, an institution in Japan specifically for training spellcasters, and a key location in the Japanese spellcasting world.

Normally, the High School of Spellcasting is not only responsible for training the next generation of spellcasters, but also for negotiating and supporting missions. Even the spellcasters' rank assessment is tested and assigned by the High School.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Higher Specialized School is located at the foot of Mount Enzan on the outskirts of Tokyo.

Although it is publicly known as a religious school, it is actually one of only two high schools specializing in sorcery in Japan, holding a pivotal position in the world of sorcery.

The principal of Tokyo Vocational High School was a tall, middle-aged man.

His name is Yae Masamichi. Dressed in all black and always wearing sunglasses, he gives off a cool vibe, but his meticulously groomed beard adds to his composed appearance.

"Has this image not been processed yet?"

In the principal's office at Tokyo College, Masamichi Yagami is looking at the screen on his phone.

The footage was taken by onlookers amidst the chaos; it's quite rough, and the camera is very shaky.

Even so, the Night Moth Path could see that the white-haired boy in the picture was extremely sharp. Every attack he launched was as powerful as thunder. His speed and power were not to be underestimated. This performance meant that he either had very strong physical strength or a lot of magical power.

It's even possible to have both.

Regardless, this person's strength far surpasses that of any existing level one sorcerer!

"I heard this happened last night. The higher-ups haven't had time to deal with it yet. This has caused a huge uproar. It won't be able to be suppressed in a day or two."

The person standing in front of him reporting the situation was a man in a brown trench coat.

"...Do you know where he is right now?"

Night Moth Masamichi stared at the screen on his phone, lost in thought for a while, before finally looking up and asking the man in the brown trench coat in a deep voice.

"This person isn't from Japan; he's probably a sorcerer from overseas. He's usually very difficult to find, and the higher-ups are still clueless about him."

The man in the brown trench coat said this while shrugging as if he found it amusing.

"But coincidentally, the family he is currently staying with is related to a relative who is assisting in the supervision, so we already knew where he was staying in advance."

He placed the phone in front of Moth Path.

It shows a photograph.

A photo of a girl with red, shoulder-length hair.

"He is at this girl's house right now."

The moth turned over in its righteous way.

The photo is followed by basic information about the red-haired girl.

His name is Kita Ikuyo.

I still owe 10,000 words.

Chapter 333 Are you willing to join the vocational college? (62k)

Setagaya Ward, Tokyo.

A two-story house in a residential area.

Roy is now staying here.

It's called "staying here," but really it's just spending the night here.

"Boyfriend! Is this what a boyfriend is?!"

"Thank you for taking care of my son, Yudai!"

I vividly remember that just an hour ago, when I first arrived at this house, I was immediately grabbed by Kita's parents, just like parents in anime whose eyes light up when their son-in-law comes to visit. They almost interrogated me about my household registration.

Only after Kita-chan vehemently denied it, and with the testimony of her two companions, did Kita's parents reluctantly let Roy go.

"A little coarse tea, nothing more."

Kita Ikuyo arrived at the corridor with a cup of green tea, her face showing signs of exhaustion.

"My parents overreacted just now, I'm so sorry, did they cause you any trouble?"