After the attack, the local sorcerers in Miyagi had a rare moment of leisure.

Based on local auxiliary supervision and window survey.

The cursed spirits that have attacked the city many times recently are actually the cursed spirits that were originally hiding near the city.

According to the records of the Inspectorate of Spells and the major local sorcerer families, the cursed spirits near the palace had been completely eliminated in these battles.

In addition, it is summer vacation now, so it will take a long time for new cursed spirits to be born.

So they can have a holiday.

After leaving behind the necessary vigilance forces, most of the sorcerers began to enjoy their summer vacation.

In addition to knowing clearly that someone was eyeing his Tugong family.

While the Tsuchimiya family was on alert, Jianshan Mei came to the Tsuchimiya family with several servants.

"Long time no see, Patriarch Tugong."

Jian Shanming bowed and saluted.

"It's Ming. It's been a long time. Please come in."

Jianshan Mei followed behind Tsuchimiya Masara and walked towards the Tsuchimiya family with elegant steps.

Every move of Jianshan Mei was very in line with etiquette.

"I don't know why I came here this time."

The steaming tea was placed on the tea table in front of the two of them.

Tugong Yale still had that almighty poker face on her face.

"Uncle Naraku heard that you met the curse master from three years ago a few days ago, so he sent me here to find out the situation."

Jian Shanmei explained.

Isayama Naraku originally planned to come by himself to meet Tsuchimiya Masayoshi, but Isayama Mei took the initiative to offer to come, so Isayama Naraku did not refuse.

"Thank you for your concern, Isayama family. I did get a lot of information this time..."

Tugong Yale had no intention of hiding anything.

After all, the alliance between the Tsuchimiya family and the Isayama family has lasted for a thousand years.

Tsuchimiya Masara could never have imagined that Jianshan Mei had actually been controlled by his enemies.

"Killing Stones, and there are five of them?"

A trace of greed arose in Jianshan Ming's heart, and he subconsciously began to feel the killing stone on his chest.

I only got one Killing Stone and my strength has been greatly improved. If I can get five more...

Jianshan Ming quickly suppressed the desire in his heart.

She didn't dare to leak even a single bit of her magic power now.

After all, opposite her is Tsuchimiya Yale who also possesses the Killing Stone. Any slight fluctuation in her cursed power will be sensed by Tsuchimiya Yale.

"This is very important information. I will bring it to Uncle Naraku as soon as possible."

Jian Shanming bowed slightly, and Tugong Yale did not persuade Jian Shanming to stay a little longer.

"Master Tugong, I want to go pick some flowers. Master Tugong, please go back first. The servants will take me away later."

Jianshan Mei, who was leaving with Tsuchimiya Masara, suddenly felt a little embarrassed and spoke in a low voice with a shy look on his face.

In the island country, for a long time women felt that saying "going to the toilet" was a shameful thing.

Because of this, the action of squatting when going to the toilet is a bit like picking flowers, so gradually picking flowers has become a metaphor for going to the toilet.

"Well, Ibuki, you take Miss Ming away later."

"Yes, my lord."

A woman in a purple kimono behind Tsuchimiya Masagaku bowed.

"Ms. Isayama, please come with me."

Ibuki took Isayama Mei towards the bathroom.

After entering the bathroom, Jianshan Mei did not go to the toilet.

Jianshan Mei unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his white chest.

Several butterfly cocoons broke through their skin at the chest and fell to the toilet floor.

The Killing Stone is also wrapped in a cocoon at this moment, ensuring that the cursed power of the Killing Stone will not leak out in the slightest and avoid attracting the attention of Tsuchimiya Yale.

After tidying up his clothes, Jianshan Mei followed Ibuki and left the Tsuchimiya household as usual.

That night, after being conflicted for a long time, Isayama Yomi finally put on the kimono her father gave her and started her first date with Iitsuka Noriyuki.

This is not a kimono like a yukata, but a luxurious kimono with more than a dozen structures such as collar, sleeves, and belt.

After putting on the kimono, Isayama Yomi looks less youthful and lively, and more dignified and elegant.

The two people who were originally brought together by marriage and who truly loved each other after putting aside their grudges finally took the first step.

On the other side, Yingzhi’s temporary residence.

Yingzhi was listening to Medea and Michael's research on the Lion King.

"Does that mean it's possible to create a new Lion King?"

Yingzhi nodded with satisfaction. The most important purpose of this trip was about to be achieved, and Yingzhi was very happy in his heart.

"That's it, young man. Ms. Medea is really amazing, very..."

Different from Medea who looked calm and Eiji who had a smile on his face.

Michael Obara, the cursed tool forger from the Isayama family, has started dancing excitedly.

Although Michael's works are varied, he has also forged many knives and can be considered a half-knife maker.

After all, a sorcerer has to fight with spell tools, and the sword has been proven through a long history to be one of the most suitable weapons for combat.

No swordsmith can resist the temptation to reproduce the famous sword forging technology that has been lost for thousands of years.

Just like Sengo Muramasa knew he would die, but still chose to forge the Holy Sword of the Stars.

This is the swordsmith's "If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening."

"What do you need next?"

It took a while for the excited Michael to calm down.

Yingzhi was really afraid that the old man would suddenly fall to the ground because he was too excited.

"The other materials are easy to come by, but what's missing is the most important spell."

Medea picked up the Lion King, ran her fingers across the blade, and a spell of power emerged from the blade.

That is the core of the Lion King, where the cursed object that the special-grade cursed spirit turns into after death is located.

"Indeed, none of the remaining cursed items in the Isayama family are suitable for sword forging."

Thinking of this, Michael Obara immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Having found a solution but unable to verify it immediately, Michael felt like there was a cat scratching him inside.

"What kind of spell do you need?"

He does have cursed objects. He has obtained some from exorcising cursed spirits and taking on commissions over the years, but they are all kept in the technical high school.

Although the shadow can store things, the weight will be added to oneself, so Yingzhi usually puts some things that are frequently used in daily life.

After all, he really doesn't need anything special in terms of combat right now.

After mastering the ultimate skill, weapons and armor can be replaced by ten kinds of shadow spells. There is nothing else worth bringing except some magic tools with peculiar functions.

It’s better to bring a few more cans of honey tea to feed Xia Yujie when you have time.

"Just look for it according to the requirements above."

Medea handed over a notebook.

Yingzhi opened it and saw the requirements for the spells needed were clearly recorded inside.

Size, spell power attribute, ability category...

Yingzhi quickly wrote down everything.

"I will bring the cursed item as soon as possible. You guys should take a rest for a while."

Medea couldn't see anything, but the old man Michael's eyes were almost turning into panda eyes.

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