Spell Fight: All my spells are forbidden!

After a long time, I don't know if anyone will come.

Originally looking for a spell to clean up.

But when I think about waking up in the morning, I have that ugly face.

That thought immediately dissipated in my mind.

She'd rather spend a little more.

Ahem at night.

No, the house was cleaned a little cleaner.

I hope that a maid who cleans the room today will spend more money.

Otherwise, you will have to trouble Kong Shiyu that guy.

Soon after, a guy with blue hair and blue eyes came into view.

Well?

This guy.

How a bit like Rem.

Thinking about her career in chasing dramas in her last life, Rem is the dream of thousands of men.

Willing to support unconditionally, willing to give everything to themselves.

Compared to the distorted values of the previous life, it is extremely gratifying.

As he approached, the image in front of his eyes became clear.

Reim!

Indeed, she didn't even change her hairstyle at all.

"Hello!"

"I'm Reim, and although I'm not a normal person, I would love to have a job of my own."

"I wonder if you still lack people here?"

"I will do and can do all the housework, for the master's request."

"Rem will definitely do it seriously."

Rem squatted down respectfully, crossed her toes and lifted her skirt with both hands, begging Yuetong to give herself a chance.

The golden afterglow hit Rem in the setting sun.

At this time, she is like a fairy, or she is a fairy.

Traveled from another world.

Or what's going on?

Don't.

Own system.

As a traverser, it stands to reason that a system should also be there.

At least he felt that his strength was not just a birth technique.

However, it is clear that after looking around, I did not find any useful clues.

Self-traversal.

Some of the traversers have come to this world, and it can be said that it is passable.

"Let's go!"

"Rem, I now appoint you as a servant here."

Yuetong glanced at poor Rem, and the gentleman stretched out his hand and led her into the house.

A house where you live alone can be a bit boring.

But the two are different.

With Rem in charge of cleaning the house, she can save a lot of effort.

"Really?"

"Thank you master."

Rem jumped up happily, like a lively and cute little rabbit.

Perhaps realizing her faux pas, she blushed more on her face and followed Yuetong like a little tail.

Go inside.

The manners have also become much more elegant.

With Reim's cleaning, he lay down on the sofa.

Birth Transformation.

Maybe it's the benefits that crossing brings to yourself.

Compared to the average spell master.

It has an unlimited number of spells, as long as the number of special spells is unlimited.

There is no upper limit to one's own technique.

Turning his head to look at Rem on the side, not to mention anything else, Rem at this time was far more moving than he thought.

"Rem is in the fridge."

"I'll go out for a while now and come back later."

Yuetong slowly got up and almost forgot about the important things today, and after telling Rem to make the meal, he walked outside.

Not far from the villa is Megumi Fuguro's home.

Of course, it is also the home of Fuheihir, who has drunk too much milk.

The clutter of garbage discarding intertwined wires, coupled with the dilapidated environment, makes it clear that this is the neighborhood where Fuguro Megumi is located.

As Fuhei, who was still gambling with 30 million yen, he could be said to have forgotten his son.

I almost forgot my son's name.

Of course, it has to be said that he is a good father, a model of standards.

Maybe I should tell myself.

There are no traces of other crossers in these perimeters.

For example, Kaguya-hime is not here.

There is no such thing as Tsunade.

Perhaps Rem's appearance was just an accident.

"Sir, you are here."

"Sir, can I learn spells from you?"

Fuguro Megumi, who was carrying a school bag, sprinted to his side and opened his Kaziran eyes.

Staring closely at Yuetong in front of him.

It was clear that she was a smart kid since she accidentally saw herself fight.

I know about the curse hunter industry.

Fuguro Megumi followed Yuetong like an ass, he knew that only by making money could he make a good life for himself and his sister.

At least you can live a little like a human being.

Learn spells with me.

Dragon Scales: Turn yourself into a dragon.

Unlimited recovery: Side effects reduce lifespan

Hypothetical verdict: don't even let yourself go.

Of course, spell masters have their own birth techniques, and learning other people's techniques unless it is inherited in a large family.

You can learn from your predecessors.

"Your current strength is too poor."

"Wait until you develop the technique in your body to the fourth shadow."

Yuetong glanced at Fuhei Megumi, who was lying on his lap and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and waved his hand helplessly.

Find a tow bottle.

Disturb your happy life.

Or to find some so-called ghost apprentice.

Not.

I really don't want to live again, I have to be a Bashi.

Fighting and killing all day is not what you want.

Of course, idle and bored to kill low-level curses! It's still okay.

[In order to avoid the middle transition chapter being too boring, specially add Rem and others, will not participate in the main plot,].

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