Conjurer?I, the Warhammer Psyker

Chapter 99 Please, I want to be a human being (fifth update, please give me your first decision)
The Jinde area, less than [-] kilometers northeast of Kamiyama City, is surrounded by lush mountains.

These areas are within the sphere of influence of the Chitanda family, the actual controller of Kamiyama City, so warning signs are written on the barbed wire fences.
"Private area, no entry."

The sky was covered with a barrier that even a spellcaster could hardly distinguish, like a thick layer of clouds, completely covering the entire place.

A large piece of flat land was reclaimed halfway up a mountain, where a small white manor stood quietly on it.The entire manor is gray and white, and it is a European-style villa.

Through the fence, you can clearly see a small area of ​​rice, vegetables, corn and other common vegetables grown inside.There are quite a lot of lush tea leaves planted in rows on the sloping hillside, and the growth is very gratifying.

But the strange thing is that the scarecrow on the hillside does not seem to be made of straw.

There was a man in the field who was wearing a straw hat and dressed in a style that was very different from the luxurious manor here. It didn’t match the middle-aged man who was dressed like an old farmer in the countryside.

He was holding a mobile phone in one hand, with a gentle smile on his face and hearty laughter from time to time. It looked like he was video chatting with someone.

There is a wide road at the entrance of the manor that leads to the road outside. It is the only channel here to connect with the outside world.

Suddenly there was the sound of a car engine on the road, and the sound came from far away and soon reached the door.

Then there was the sound of a car stalling, and two men in black suits gently pushed open the iron fence and walked into the manor.

When the two entered the manor and saw the kind middle-aged man, one of them wanted to step forward quickly, but was held tightly by the other man.

"You're crazy, you don't want to die!"

The person holding him whispered sternly.

"Don't hold me back if you want to die. The head of the house is on the phone with the eldest lady."

The caller also noticed the two uninvited guests, so he smiled apologetically at the girl on the phone.

"Eru, I have something to deal with. Let's talk about today's "tea cultivation" tomorrow."

"Hey, I obviously still have a lot of questions."

Hearing what her father said, the girl on the phone sounded complaining.

"Forgive me Airu, next time."

"Okay then, see you dad."

When he saw that his daughter was a little unhappy, the good father immediately promised
"When you come home during the summer vacation, daddy will ask a professor from the Agricultural University to teach you how to grow rice, okay?"

"Well, that's done!"

After hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man took the hoe he had used for farming and put it away in the tool room. He took off his gloves and asked
"What is the reason why the barrier was triggered?"

One of the two replied

"Although he was disguised as a tourist who entered by mistake, my subordinates have found out that he was sent by the Spell Masters Association."

"That's it, let's kill him."

The middle-aged man hung his hat on the wall, as if he were deciding what to eat tonight.

"Remember to bury my tea leaves in the land. The fertility of the land has been a bit weak recently."

"This is the second time this month. Is the Conjurer Association testing my bottom line?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly

"I really thought my Chitanda family was easy to bully."

"Sir, there is one more thing."

"speak."

"Something happened to the sacred tree"

Countless ghosts emerged from behind the middle-aged man, and the spooky spells of the demons and demons suddenly lowered the surrounding temperature by several degrees.It was obvious that the impact of this incident on him was far more important than attracting the attention of the Conjurers Association.

He said through gritted teeth
"what happened!"

"Unfamiliar ceiling..."

Isayama Nomei, who was lying on the hospital bed, finally woke up from his sleep. He opened his eyes and sat up, still a little dazed.

Before the memory fragment, Isayama Norimei issued an order to the [Scarab Terminator] to tear apart the realm after disarming the Terminator armor.

After Ken Isayama meditated on something, he immediately rolled up his sleeves. The familiar tattoo on his arm had disappeared, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

A worry is over.

Even a tattoo of Peppa Pig would be better for Isayama Norimei than that tattoo, after all, that thing is linked to the "Lord of Natural Disasters" Nine Tails.

That humanoid cursed spirit is definitely Isayama Norimei's most powerful cursed spirit he has seen so far, except for the terrifying cherry blossom tree.

When he first saw Chitanda Eru, he never thought that he would create such a terrible thing.

That kind of power can be called the pinnacle of a curse spirit, a true special-level curse spirit.

Although it was Isayama Norimei's first time fighting a special curse spirit, the result was also without any suspense.After all, [Scarab Terminator] is too supermodel for the strong men in this world.

Even though he was in the field, he was not injured at all because of the protection of the [Scarab Terminator], and he still had time to take care of Noctua.

But this consumption is really high

Originally, Uncle Lan's [Durability: 1180/189000] value was 1180 points, but now it has dropped directly to 890 points.

A total of 290 durability points were lost.

Isayama Nomei sighed. He was really distressed. He would be willing to repair this durability even if it was [-] or [-], but the problem was that this durability could not be repaired at all.

It requires the supreme wizards in the Thousand Sons Legion to use the forbidden scarlet spell to repair it. How could Isayama Norimei have this condition?

Fortunately, the benefits obtained this time were also quite amazing, which could soothe his mood.

[You get 20 points, and you get a total of 2 points by killing the special magic spirit X40 for the first time]

This is the point gain gained by Nori Isayama from killing the cursed spirit, a total of 40 points.

Originally, Isayama Nomei's guess for killing an ordinary special-level curse spirit was around [-], but now it seems that he underestimated the strength of this special-level curse spirit.

This time the cursed spirit is not the true body of the "Lord of Natural Disasters" Nine Tails, it should just be its clone or something like that. It is hard to imagine how many points it would have if it were the true body.

Wait, that's what it looks like.

Doesn’t this mean that Isayama Norimei’s balance suddenly exceeded seven digits!

Thinking of this, Isayama Kenmei clicked on the Warhammer Simulator and clicked to check the point balance.
【1010890 points】

Isayama Nomei counted carefully, for fear of making a mistake.

Good guy, it really broke through seven digits and reached the million mark.

Apparently not long ago Isayama Norimei was still worried about not being able to come up with the simulation fee of [-] points and running around.

What now?
Isayama Nomei earned nearly 77 points from the Magic College alone today, which is faster than robbing a bank.

In addition, his savings exceeded one million, and he could afford a C-level simulation.

As for C-level simulation, Isayama Norimei has a small wish.

He really begged.

Just once, he wants to be a man!

Don't pretend to be a dog, or become green, who can withstand this?

Suddenly the door to the room opened at this time, and it was Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie.

"Hey, Xian Ming! We're here to see you."

"Looks in good spirits!"

Gojo Satoru opened the door and greeted Isayama Nomei energetically.

"Satoru, lower your voice!"

Xia Youjie reminded
"This is the hospital."

"What does it matter? Anyway, you also know how low the occupancy rate of the Affiliated Hospital of Curse College is."

Gojo Satoru calmly sat down on the chair next to Isayama Nomei's bed, picked up an apple that the nurse had probably washed and placed beside the bed, and started to nibble on it.

"You're not even polite to me."

Let me tell you a cold joke: The average number of visits to the hospital by a conjurer is not as high as the probability of his colleagues lying in the morgue.

"By the way, you didn't inform my family about my hospitalization."

Isayama Norimei had just pretended to be fake in front of his uncle, and he was admitted to the hospital that night.

That's too shameful. Even Isayama Nomei can't afford to lose face like this.

"No, we haven't had time to notify you yet."

Xia Youjie shook his head

Isayama Nomei breathed a sigh of relief, his old face saved.

"That's good."

"By the way, Xian Ming, I have something good to tell you."

Gojo Satoru said to Isayama Nomei with a proud look on his face.

"You are now a hero who has successfully defeated the special curse spirit and saved the Curse Academy!"

　There is still one chapter to be written, thank you for your support
　　
　
(End of this chapter)