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

Maki kept swinging the knife and launched an almost futile attack on Cheng Rang, biting her lip feeling aggrieved.

Suddenly, the moment the last words came out of his mouth, the look in the man's eyes changed.

The wooden knife was strangled in the air by two fingers, and it seemed as if it had been smashed into the cement.

"Well?!"

"You can scold me no matter what, but why do you still want to sue the teacher? How despicable..."

"You should be the despicable person!" Seeing that the wooden sword had been controlled by Cheng Rang and could not be drawn out, Maki immediately gave up, rolled back and picked up the long stick again.

Cheng Rang raised a bitter smile on his lips, "Maki-san, do you know how badly the last guy who spoke ill of me in front of my wife was beaten?"

Maki sneered, "Are you threatening me? I didn't expect you to be a henpecked man, ha!"

"No, no, no, this is called respecting one's significant other!" Cheng Rang immediately waved his hand to correct Maki's words, "Please be careful with your words, Maki-san."

"Then use your strength to shut me up. Don't worry, I'm very strict with my mouth and won't let you embarrass yourself everywhere."

The girl danced vigorously with the long stick in her hand, held it behind her back, and made a provocative gesture towards Cheng Rang.

Cheng Rang held the tip of the knife and threw it upwards. The wooden knife spun around in mid-air and fell. Cheng Rang held the handle firmly.

"Is this considered a whipping of love from an adult to a child? Teacher Gojo seems to like to use this word to describe some things."

"It's up to you, but it finally looks interesting!"

Is he finally getting serious?

Maki's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the anticipation in her heart could no longer be suppressed.

live.

Cheng Rang raised the wooden knife with one hand.

"Well, I hope you keep your word."

"What do you mean-"

boom!

The spine was shattered, the limbs were chopped off, and the throat was cut without any resistance, like a domestic animal waiting to be slaughtered. The skull was cut in half with a single blow, and the sweet blood and brain fluid splattered everywhere...

The cold, dead, iron breath wraps around my spine——

The moment Zenyuan Maki was pointed at by the tip of the knife in that man's hand, it seemed that she had experienced countless miserable deaths.

No matter what kind of death, I don't have the strength to raise my head and resist.

The girl's face turned pale in an instant, her hands holding the long stick began to tremble uncontrollably, and her eyes trembled.

After struggling for only a few seconds, the weapon in Zenyuan Maki's hand fell to the ground, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

Douda's sweat dripped down like rain, pattering onto the ground.

what is that? What is that? What is that? What is that?

"Maki-san."

The girl raised her head blankly upon hearing the sound and looked at the man who lowered the tip of the knife in front of her.

"Sorry to scare you, but I've been wanting to complain about it ever since..."

"Make complaints...?"

Cheng Rang danced the wooden sword out of the sword flower and put it into his waist as if holding a sword.

"The so-called sword is not what you use it with."

For those who have reached the state of transformation, even rotten wood in their hands can be turned into sharp blades to hurt people.

Brushing the ground, the snow-white sword light bloomed fiercely and stung Maki's eyes, but she did not close her eyes. She did not dare to close her eyes, and she was even more reluctant to close her eyes!

Even though I tried my best, I couldn't reach it. It was a sword that could be called "peerless".

It was displayed in front of him lightly in the hands of the man holding the wooden sword in front of him.

It turns out that I didn't lose...

Zenyuan Maki, who had been lying on the ground for a long time without getting up, quietly stared at the dark red sky in front of her. Wooden knives and long sticks were neatly placed beside her.

——But from the beginning, I couldn’t win.

Turning his head to look in the direction where Cheng Rang left with his pocket in his pocket, there was no one there.

Having made a promise to keep it a secret or you will forget everything, the girl named Zenyuan Maki twitched the corners of her chapped lips and smiled bitterly.

"is that a lie...."

Isn’t this completely overwhelming?

"Speaking of which, how should I explain this entire forest that was cut down to others tomorrow...well, never mind..."

Let’s just say it was cut off by the [Monster].

Chapter 47 Apprenticeship

"The Brisac Curse - the source of the spell's energy is the spirit, which extracts strong will and belief. It is the opposite of the spell's power and is a [positive] energy."

While Isabella was explaining the knotweed, she continued to let him continue to practice injecting magic power into the doll.

"But they are very similar, and the cultivation methods can even be used interchangeably. It's just that the stable extraction of mantra power requires gathering from various small emotions, while mantra energy requires the perception of the existence of spiritual power, coupled with strong belief. Transform it.”

"Extraction, transformation?" Hu Guang tilted his head, "And what is spiritual power? This is the first time I have heard of it."

"This is a bit complicated to explain, so let me give you a concrete experience."

Isabella opened her right hand and placed it in front of the knotweed's forehead.

A pure white light emerged, like mist, in Isabella's palm.

"Close your eyes and feel the emotions contained in them. Compare it with the spell power in your body. What's the difference?"

Knotweed closed his eyes and felt quietly.

"I always feel...a sense of security."

After a moment, Hu Zhi opened his eyes again and replied: "Compared with the magic power, it's very complicated and I can't say it. Generally speaking, Mr. Campbell, your magic power seems to make people feel warm. It's not as cold as others, Or the feeling inside that gives me heart palpitations.”

"Because all your spell power comes from negative emotions, and the two [curses] have different meanings."

"The power of a curse is a curse. The [curse] in the curse represents more of a method, similar to the feeling of [curse, incantation]."

Isabella continued: "If a spellcaster wants to use spells, most of them come from talent, and Hisahito, your spell power is not innate, it relies on external forces, so Teacher Gojo will say that you can't Use spells. But I have a guess. After you and the Su Nuo in your body reach a certain level of fusion, maybe you can use the spells in his body."

The tiger stick stared at the palm of his hand and covered the doll's head again, "Since Mr. Campbell said that there is a way to become the strongest without talent, then I don't want to use that guy's technique!"

"But, the practice of Brisac Conjuration is very hard."

"I will work hard!"

"It's also very dangerous."

"Can it be worse than my current situation? I've already died once."

"So, one last question."

Polygonum cuspidatum sits upright.

"Learning the Brisac Curse requires formal apprenticeship. Teacher Gojo won't be jealous then, right? We'd better ask him."

Isabella raised her finger, "Because then you can't call me Teacher Campbell, but Master!"

"Master!"

The knotweed immediately threw its body to the ground, kowtowed and screamed.

"Eh!? Are you so decisive? Teacher Gojo will be sad when he sees it!"

Tiger Stick raised his head and smiled: "If I don't scream quickly, I may not regret it in the future if I miss the opportunity to become stronger. What's more, Teacher Wujo and Master, you are both strong and reliable people, and we have two of the best teachers. , I have more energy to work hard! So please be sure to teach me strictly - please give me more advice!"

"Really... You don't need to tell me, I'm also very strict! Just be mentally prepared."

"Yes! Master!" The loud voice of Knotweed resounded through the room. Isabella looked at the sleeping doll in the boy's arms and nodded secretly in her heart.

Maybe I have found a good candidate for learning spells.

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Cheng Rang also encountered a "little trouble" here. It might not be appropriate to describe it as trouble, but it was enough to give him a headache.

"Please teach me swordsmanship!"

Zenyuan Maki, who didn't know how to find him, was bowing to him ninety degrees with a serious look on his face, completely ignoring the looks of other guests in the izakaya.

"I said, Maki-san, it's break time from get off work now..."

Cheng Rang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and put down his wine glass awkwardly, "So it's too sudden for you. How did you find me!?"

"I want to become stronger...so please teach me swordsmanship!"

"No, why are you so stubborn? I'm really not a teacher. You can't learn anything from me."

"You are too modest."

Cheng Rang wanted to help the girl in front of him up with tears in his eyes, but she seemed to recognize him and clung to him like candy.

There was no way to drink and fish today, so Cheng Rang hurriedly took Maki out of the izakaya.

It was already dark now, and there were not many people on the streets with flickering street lights. Cheng Rang casually found a bench beside a remote road and sat down, leaning on the back of the chair, he started to look up to the sky and sigh.

"Is it so difficult to just take a peaceful vacation...tell me the reason why you have to find me."

"I want to become stronger."

"What's the reason for becoming stronger?"

Maki paused for a moment and said: "I want to become the head of the Zenyuan family and completely cleanse the feudal family of Zenyuan... Let the heaven and the curse be bound -"

"It's too long, the reason is boring, I won't do it."

Cheng Rang interrupted Maki's words and waved his hand vigorously, "You can achieve these things with your own efforts. There is no need to look for me."

Maki looked up at the man in front of her who didn't even want to look at her, with a complicated expression.

Your own efforts?

Cheng Rang spoke again: "You have a sister, right?"

Maki opened her eyes slightly.

How did he know?

Cheng Rang put down his crossed legs, suddenly approached Maki, stared into her eyes, and held his chin thoughtfully.

"Well...a large part of the reason why your spell power is so low lies with your sister."

"I don't have a good relationship with her."

"Liar~" Cheng Rang raised a wicked smile on his lips and made several twists in his voice.

"Only you know in your heart whether the relationship between sisters is good or not. You don't need to tell me. Or, are you specifically emphasizing that you have a bad relationship with your sister because you want to tell someone?"

Maki looked away and remained silent.

Cheng Rang straightened up and said, "Although your spell power is low, your foundation is not bad. Why not learn spells from Teacher Campbell."

"Can..."

"Don't worry, that's a path you can take as long as you work hard. I haven't thought about taking on a disciple yet, but she seems to like being a teacher."

Zenyuan Maki made a thoughtful gesture, seeming to be sorting out what Cheng Rang said, and then said: "Then I will go to Teacher Campbell to learn the spell. If she asks why, I will say that you rejected me mercilessly. The reason It means that my dream is too boring, no matter how hard I beg you, you still drive me away with a look of trouble."

The girl held up her cheeks, turned around and left, and said to herself: "Ah~ you only focus on the use of magic tools because your magic power is very low. Teacher Campbell must also know your true strength. You like to be a teacher." What would she think~"

"Come back here!"

"Huh? What's wrong with Dr. Cheng? I have to go to Mr. Campbell to learn the spell now."

Cheng Rang's mouth twitched visibly twice.

"You students, you are fighting with me for my wife every day... You are so inconsiderate! I have agreed in advance that the tuition for my apprenticeship is very expensive."

Zenyuan Maki immediately beamed with joy and clapped her hands: "It doesn't matter, special-grade spell tools are also very expensive!"