I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

Isabella was at least seven or eight meters away from the man. After tearing the man off, the monster instantly jumped away from him and escaped into the wall. The windshield of the roaring train seemed to be able to reflect The frightened face of the missing man was revealed.

The driver noticed almost immediately

The man who was about to jump off the track, but the current speed, even though it had been reduced a lot because he was about to enter the station, how could a train full of passengers stop at such a short distance? !

Zila——!

The wheels suddenly braked and a shrill scream broke through the silence of the crowded platform. The crowd screamed and some even extended their hands to the man, but they realized it was too late and nearly half of his body had already jumped onto the track. , is in a suspended state.

Snapped!

[Lin Curse Seventeen·Satin White! 】

The hands struck each other, and the spell power surged like a river at this moment. Isabella quickly stretched out her arms towards the man not far away, and several spell ribbons flew out from the white spells flashing in her palms, and she shot them quickly. Falling man.

brush!

The despairing man was about to close his eyes and welcome death when he suddenly felt something tightening around his waist, and then a huge force pulled him flying backwards.

"Ugh!"

The man who was pulled back from mid-air by Isabella rolled backwards along the platform several times, and finally stopped when he hit a pillar. The incoming train almost brushed the tip of his nose and whizzed by!

After halfway into the station, the emergency braking train slowly came to a stop. The brakes suddenly made a loud exhaust sound, and people were relieved.

The spell ribbon then turned into a stream of light and dissipated. Isabella breathed a sigh of relief and ran quickly towards the man.

"Are you OK?!"

...

Zheng!

The blade reflecting the dazzling silver light slashed through the monster's body, and the chopped air formed a wind blade, leaving deep sword marks on the tree trunk behind the bench.

"Mom...you've met my mother!"

The sword edge had already conveyed to Cheng Rang the feeling of cutting off the entity, but the monster cut in half seemed not to be harmed at all. The two halves of the body closed again in the blink of an eye, and it just rushed towards him as if it were nothing.

"Sure enough, pure physical attacks do no harm to the curse..."

Cheng Rang retreated and turned around like he was leisurely strolling. The monster immediately jumped into the air and fell to the open ground like mud.

The extremely fast slash could not even be captured by human vision. Cheng Rang's tentative attack did not attract any attention from the children and parents not far away.

"Sure enough, ordinary people can't see the curse."

"Coke...I like to drink Coke the most...!"

The monster climbed up from the ground after passing through the process, and hugged the ice Coke scattered on the ground with his arms. The force was so strong that several cans of Coke exploded in an instant.

"Drink as much as you like."

The original intention of the long sword in Cheng Rang's hand disappeared, and what appeared behind him was a pitch-black bladeless sword.

Curses can only be removed with curses...

So, how about trying this?

The moment Cheng Rang held Zhuo Xiu back, the monster seemed to sense something. It was a horrifying existence condensed from the billions of evil consequences entangled in the real hell!

The black sword Zhuoxi, the magic sword that once "slaughtered" an entire world line and more than half of the evil-stricken creatures on the earth...

From the perspective of a spellcaster in this world, there is no doubt that it is already the most powerful special-level spell... bar none!

The cause and effect entwined on it has even turned into an irreconcilable and monstrous curse, condensing into a substantial black tide that is overwhelming.

"Mother...?"

boom!

The monster suddenly used unimaginable agility to shoot at the children playing nearby like a cannonball, as if to use them as hostages or shields to resist Cheng Rang's pursuit.

But how could this possibly work?

Cheng Rang's sword is first known for its "fast" character.

"It seems that Zhuo Xiu is useful to you... You absolutely want to avoid this kind of situation even if you encounter it?"

despair!

Cheng Rang tapped his feet lightly, and the sound of tearing wind followed the scenery passing through his field of vision. His figure instantly appeared in front of the curse spirit who was halfway through the sprint, blocking the way.

"Hoooooooo!!"

The curse spirit changed its original appearance and roared angrily at the man in front of it.

"Oh, incompetent rage."

Wu Feng slashed down and slammed into the monster's brain, almost breaking it into two halves.

The huge force suddenly changed the trajectory of its sprint, and it crashed into the ground.

The almost explosion-like sound and flying soil instantly attracted the attention of children and parents not far away. After seeing Cheng Rang holding a black long knife in his hand, the parents yelled as if they were avoiding the god of plague and hugged themselves back. The children left quickly.

"Ah, can a battle of this level be seen?"

The curse cannot be seen by ordinary people, but the physical damage caused by the battle, such as the damage to walls, floors, and various facilities, can all be seen.

"Hey, 110? There's a madman with a knife here in the park, stabbing people!"

People who ran away with their children even did not forget to call the police.

Cheng Rang nailed the struggling and roaring curse spirit at his feet to the ground with a knife, and shouted dissatisfiedly to the mother who was walking away: "No...that eldest sister, how did you know that the person I was cutting was someone?" !”

Unexpectedly, he didn't even look over at him. He even quickened his pace, grabbed the child's hand and ran away.

"Well, yes! He seems to be semen

God also has a problem... Come on! "

"That's too much!"

The cursed spirit pierced by rust whimpered and dissipated into dust with the wind. Cheng Rang finally looked around. In addition to the big pit on the ground, some of the scattered cokes were crushed, and the liquid full of sugar was mixed with the soil. For the sake of the mud, even if it is intact, I probably won’t have the desire to pick it up and wash it off before drinking it....

What's more, who can guarantee that something that has been touched by a cursed spirit will change if it is drunk into the stomach again.

"I am obviously doing this to eliminate harm for the people... Tsk!"

Putting away his clothes and listening to the siren approaching from the street entrance, Cheng Rang snapped his fingers and used sparks to burn the Coke cans scattered on the ground, and then turned them into afterimages before anyone else arrived. distance.

But compared with Cheng Rang, who was despised by the uncles and aunts and was almost arrested by the police, Isabella, who saved a life in full view of the public, was obviously treated completely opposite to him...

The girl who was surrounded by the crowd like a hero smiled bitterly and said a few words, and then finally found the opportunity to get back into the carriage that was back in operation and left.

These two incidents were published in the local newspaper at the same time the next day, but the headlines...

Considering that Boss Cheng is very cautious, I won’t mention it here anymore.

.....

Cheng Rang, who was sitting in a home wine shop, put down his wine glass and sighed:

"It's true that good people don't get rewarded...!"

Chapter 3 The grudge spirit

The keychain clattered, inserted into the keyhole and turned. With a click, the apartment door opened.

Isabella sighed with relief. She finally returned to this strange "residence". According to Mr. Ichichi, this was her "home".

The house was not big, but it was clean and tidy. What surprised Isabella most was that after the initial strangeness passed, she didn't feel that it was so strange to come back here. On the contrary, it really felt like it. It's as relaxing as returning to your own home.

"I hope Mr. Ichichi can handle it as soon as possible..."

On the way back to the apartment, Isabella immediately contacted Itichi Kitaka and described to him everything that happened at the subway station.

After receiving the reply "We will send someone to deal with it as soon as possible", Isabella was instructed to return home and wait for contact.

Lying on the bed in the bedroom, Isabella tossed and turned, the look and sinister smile of the monster looking at her kept appearing in her mind.

It escapes, but this behavior will never end.... Until the curse is removed, it will only become stronger as people's negative emotions grow.

When a curse like this that can endanger people's lives is discovered, it must be dealt with as soon as possible.

After examining the ring on her hand, Isabella grabbed her phone again and began to search the Internet for the subway station where she had seen the cursed spirit before.

Curse: It is the negative emotions overflowed by human beings.

Cursed spirits are non-human monsters formed by curses. They are invisible to people without magical powers. They are divided into level 4, level 3, level 2, level 1 and special level from weak to strong. These basic terms and information are known in Yiji. It was all introduced in detail in the manual that the husband left for himself.

Areas with a lot of negative emotions, such as schools and hospitals, are very easy to breed curses and then give birth to curse spirits.

However, the curse spirits born due to such natural reasons generally do not exceed level 2 due to their short time, and most of them will stay at around level 4 to 3.

As Isabella, who has a first-level magician certification, it is actually very simple to deal with such a magic spirit.

It was just that the situation was urgent and Isabella chose to save people first, so it was inevitable to let the curse spirit go.

"Ah... found it!"

Isabella found the news at that time, and was even promoted by various self-media to move closer to urban legends.

[The Tokyo subway is frequently delayed, mostly due to rail jumping accidents]

Most of the comments below are basically the same: too much pressure in life, unemployment, debt, etc. They are said as if they are excusable, and the words are all filled with a spine-chilling coldness.

"The subway is delayed again...it's really terrible!"

"I heard that someone committed suicide by jumping off the rails again. They were all crushed into paste and couldn't be removed with a brush."

"Can't you commit suicide by jumping off a building? If you have to cause trouble to so many people, you will never live even if you die!"

Isabella recalled the conversation she overheard in the carriage before, and couldn't help but feel restless.

More than one person has died on the subway because of that cursed spirit.

I saved one today, but what about tomorrow? Or even the next hour? The next minute... you will learn that Japan, especially big cities like Tokyo, is more stressful than where you live, and the education method is more focused on "not causing trouble to others." Therefore, it is inevitable that people’s lives are fast-paced and stressful.

It will never give up. If it fails in its own hands today, it will definitely get it back elsewhere.

That arrogant smile didn't look like it was going to stop at all.

"Um?"

Isabella's finger sliding down the screen suddenly stopped, and she turned to a piece of news from almost a year ago.

[Tokyo subway accident, killing a 17-year-old Japanese high school student]

Deceased: Tomoko Mukai, 17 years old, female

On the day of the accident, the deceased and

The classmates were preparing to take the subway home. While waiting, the deceased and his classmates had an argument with a passenger (male, 39 years old) who was also waiting for the train due to personal reasons.

A physical collision occurred during the period. The deceased, Tomoko Mukai, accidentally slipped during the contact and fell off the platform.

While climbing back to the platform, the deceased's classmate asked passers-by for help, but only the male passenger who had the altercation offered a helping hand.

At that time, the deceased's ankle was sprained and he was unable to return to the platform on his own. The effect of the male passenger's assistance was not satisfactory. Later, as the train entered the station, the deceased had not completely climbed back to the platform. The deceased's limbs below the waist were crushed by the train and separated from his upper body.

In the end, he died of excessive blood loss while being transported by ambulance to the hospital.

The girl's photo was published at the end of the news. Although her face was marked with black stripes and mosaic, Isabella could still recognize the extremely obvious feature - long brown hair with golden highlights at the end... ..

The color is almost the same as the long hair on the head of the cursed spirit. What further convinced Isabella that the cursed spirit was caused by a girl was the almost identical external cause: loss of limbs below the waist and death from excessive blood loss.

"Where is the man who had the quarrel with Tomoko Mukai?"

Isabella immediately searched for relevant news on the Internet, and sure enough, she found news about him later.

[Deceased: Takeda Kai, male, 39 years old. Cause of death: Suicide by jumping off the rails]

Sorting through all the news according to the timeline, I found that at the subway station where I discovered the cursed spirit, a total of three people committed suicide starting from Takeda Kai intermittently within a year.

There were many other unexpected situations interspersed during this period, and the method of committing the crime by the curse spirit could almost be called cautious.

Specially select a crowded moment, control the victim to slowly come to the dangerous area, and then take action instantly, and then run away regardless of the result.

"There has been a serious shortage of spellcasters in recent years, so as a first-class spellcaster, you are our indispensable and valuable combat force..."

Isabella put down her phone. She finally understood how "short-staffed" the magicians were here.