Conjurer?I, the Warhammer Psyker

Chapter 88 Ming Ming is seriously injured

"I think the school is going crazy for weekend exams."

The face of a thin, [-]-year-old blond young man wearing a black magic high school uniform was full of displeasure, and there was low air pressure visible to the naked eye around him.

"The final assessment should be over as soon as possible. I hate working overtime."

Haibara Yui briefly introduced him to Isayama Norimei. His name was Nanami Kento, his classmate.

He is a quarter of Danish ancestry, and he is a transfer student who transferred in mid-semester through the talent recruitment channel of the Tokyo Metropolitan Conjuring College.

Most of the "new generations" of big families choose to study within the family, and few go to a magic college to study.For example, Isayama Nomei's two cousins, Isayama Nomei and Isayama Huangquan, did not study magic.

Therefore, there are generally two ways to enroll students in conjuration colleges. Either there is a recommendation from an insider, similar to Isayama Nomei, or someone is found to have a talent for conjuring. Generally, you can enroll with your consent, but sometimes conjuring It is normal for colleges and universities to be unable to recruit people.

Nanami Kento came to the Conjuring College on a whim, but he never thought that the work of a conjuring master was much harder than he imagined.

I haven't graduated yet, and already in my first year, I already look a bit like a "social animal".

"Nanami entered school very late, but he is the best in our class."

It would take ordinary students more than an hour to arrive before the final assessment, but it only took Nanami Kento half an hour to arrive, which was incredibly efficient.

Haibara Yu suddenly felt that his good results were not so impressive. He put his hands on the railing and supported his head with a bored expression.

"Ah, ah, if the final test is just a level three curse spirit, Nanami will definitely lose it in seconds."

Hearing Haihara Yuo's praise, Isayama Norimei also became slightly interested in him.

It is quite rare for people who are not in the world of magic to have such a high talent.

The magic spells that use magic power are basically born with the magician (the magic skills can be passed down from generation to generation according to the family lineage), so innate talent accounts for about 8% of the magician's strength.

Having this kind of strength even after entering school before receiving systematic teaching means that he will really have the strength of a first-level magician when he graduates, just like Isayama Nomei praised Haihara Yuu.

However, Isayama Norimei could sense the curse spirit sealed in the container at the moment. As the final test for Nanami's founder, it was not a third-level curse spirit as Haihara Yu said, but a special second-level curse spirit.

If Isayama Norimei hadn't recently become more sensitive to cursed spirits, he might still not be able to accurately judge the level of this cursed spirit.

Because something seems to have interfered with this curse spirit, reducing its danger level to a certain level.

At this moment, there seemed to be two people arguing in the chief examiner's room for this exam.

"Boom!"

An angry middle-aged man with black hair put his hands on the table and yelled at the person who was facing him with the back of the chair.

"Let a first-year student who has just entered school face a second-level curse spirit. This is too over the top!"

On the big screen next to it is Nanami Kento’s assessment.
"You obviously have to be a second-year student to be involved in the assessment of the second-level curse spirit."

The entire first grade students were originally required to exorcise a third-level curse spirit in the final assessment.It will just be sorted according to the strength of the third-level spell spirits, with the stronger ones going to students who "study well" and the weaker ones to students who "study poorly".

But now the only test given to Nanami Kento is a true second-level curse spirit.

"Noctua, is this why you yelled in my office?"

The middle-aged man with black hair and a buzzcut is the same Noctua Masamichi who was asked by Mr. Akube last time to let Isayama Norimei go to the Tokyo Conjuring College.

The boss's chair turned around and there was an old man wearing a black suit with gray hair but looking arrogant. He faced Noctua Zhengdao with disdain on his face. "Level [-] curse spirit? I didn't ask someone to put on a collar that limits the output of spell power. What are you worried about?"

"Today's students are not so squeamish. Who of my generation did not come out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood?"

"Oh, that kind of three-no product that I don't know where it comes from can restrain curse spirits. I wrote the name upside down."

Noctua Zhengdao laughed angrily, his expression became very ugly and full of contempt.
"You won't take their kickbacks."

It is common for some organizations to entrust magic experts to help test the performance of some new products, but because they are semi-finished products, accidents are easy to occur.

"Noctua, please let me know your identity."

He just plainly accused him of eating and taking. Hearing the disdain in Noctua's words, the old man couldn't sit still and angrily slapped the table at Noctua.
"Don't forget that I am the principal now! I have the final say in everything."

"Your appointment will not take effect until the end of August this year, so you have no right to ask me to explain anything."

"Old stuff."

Noctua cursed secretly in his heart. Even though it was time for the handover of power between the old and the new, this old guy was still reluctant to let go.

"But with Mingming watching over her, Nanami should be fine."

The last time Ming Ming's spirit suffered some unknown serious injury, he has been recuperating at the Magic Academy. The scenery here is pleasant and protected by Master Tianyuan's barrier, so he won't see anything strange as soon as he opens his eyes.

"Miss Ming, are you feeling okay?"

Haiyuanxiong saw Ming Ming slowly walking over, and he immediately asked with concern
"I'm better now, thank you."

Ming Ming's voice was quite hoarse, giving people the illusion that he was about to die soon.

When he heard Haihara Yu's words, Isayama Nomei turned around and found that it was a very pale elder sister wearing a black corset and a black horse skirt. She should not be very old.

She seemed familiar, her appearance and figure were remarkable, but the complexion on her face really brought down a lot of points.

His face was pale, and his thick dark circles under his eyes gave him a feeling of mental exhaustion, like that of a 007 social animal, like a walking zombie.

Haihara Yu whispered to Isayama Nomei

"That's Miss Mingming, the supervisor of the Conjuring Academy. She was mentally injured during her last mission and has been recuperating here."

After hearing his introduction, Isayama Nomei finally remembered that this was the unlucky guy.

Isayama Nomei himself didn't dare to look at Uncle Lan with his psychic eyes, for fear of burning his brain.

This woman actually used a crow to convey the scene, which is equivalent to looking directly at this horror. It is really fearless to those who don't know.

I don’t know what I’m facing

Fortunately, although the brain capacity of crows is the largest among birds, it does not jump out of the category of birds. Birds only receive her in a few tenths of a second after their brains are burned out, otherwise they will definitely become vegetative.

At the same time, the monster sealed in the container was also released.

"It's actually a second-level curse spirit?"

Nanami Kento frowned

(End of this chapter)