Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

"Glug glug..."

In the resettlement area, huge iron pots were steaming, filled with sour vegetable porridge, the porridge a dull green.

The greens in the pot had been cooked until they were so soft and mushy that their original shape was almost unrecognizable. They had become entangled with the rice grains, forming a thick, mushy paste.

Occasionally, a gentle breeze would blow by, carrying a faint, sour smell.

But they were still content.

At least this is a city, there's a bed for them to sleep in, and they don't have to live in fear, afraid that a sea monster might jump out from some corner and take their lives.

On the other side of the city, the same iron pot and the same porridge were being cooked, but the ratio of vegetables to meat had been reversed.

The Chinese workers held their bowls and ate the relief meals heartily, the warm feeling in their stomachs filling them with a sense of security.

This side is a bit more spacious, and the afterglow of the setting sun can shine on them.

Xu Fang arrived here with a healing-type military mage and examined the workers' injuries one by one.

They were wrapped in simple bandages, and the blood that had seeped out had already dried.

The healing mage was a girl who had just graduated from military academy. Upon seeing this scene, she first took a deep breath and drew star trails to make her palms emit a soft light.

The light gradually spread out, enveloping the wounded man's entire arm. The wounded man felt a warm current flowing into his body, and the pain seemed to gradually dissipate in this warm current.

After curing one, then the second one.

"Take a break, I'll do it." Xu Fang handed her a glass of alligator wine, and the soothing girl laughed as she drank it, "You don't practice the soothing method."

Xu Fang smiled, mobilized the magical energy within his body, and pure water and warm light appeared one after the other, then slowly touched each other.

It was like a golden drizzle; people subconsciously closed their eyes, their expressions filled with enjoyment, and their curled-up bodies relaxed and opened up.

"The white-clad angel, Lulis, is not a healing mage herself, but she is the first female nurse in the true sense to actively open a hospital on the ground to provide medical care for military mages."

Often, her work consisted of simple tasks like cleaning wards and offering verbal comfort—tasks that seemed to require little skill—yet she managed to reduce the mortality rate of the general's mage to 2.2%.

Xu Fang said while using magic.

Unlike her previous life, although there are people similar to Florence Nightingale in this life, their fame is far less than that of powerful healing beings.

The girl with a soothing personality exclaimed with a hint of admiration, "You know so much! Where did you learn all of this?"

"Our school's 8 AM classes."

"Wah! Wah!!" Not far away, a baby was crying loudly, and her mother was trying to comfort her helplessly.

"Is the child hurt?" Xu Fang asked as he walked over.

"No... maybe she was frightened," the young mother said anxiously.

"I minored in Mindfulness, let me soothe her!" The healing-type girl volunteered: "Lingyi - Soothe!"

With a surge of emotion, the child quickly stopped crying and nestled in his mother's arms, falling into a sweet sleep.

The girl with the healing aura showed a happy expression, and Xu Fang gave her a thumbs up.

The girl, whose mind was opened by Xu Fang, no longer just healed wounds, but used more mind magic to soothe people's inner traumas.

"gentlemen!"

A dark-skinned woman rushed over, her hair, which resembled wild grass, was covered in dust and sweat, and her lips were chapped and white, as if she hadn't tasted the moisture of water in a long time.

She was holding a swaddled baby in her arms—if it could still be called a swaddled baby, it would be more accurate to describe it as a tattered cloth if it weren't for the fact that there was another child inside.

As she ran closer to Xu Fang, she hesitated, then spoke again, "Sir, please treat my child!"

The translator among the workers whispered to Xu Fang.

“Okay.” Xu Fang gestured for the healing-type girl to come forward and treat him.

The girl used healing and mind-based magic repeatedly, but the child still looked sickly, with wrinkled and dull cheeks, not at all like a child of that age.

"It shouldn't be..."

The girl with a healing aura asked in confusion, then took the child into her arms and examined him carefully, while the child's mother watched expectantly from the side.

"Are you one of the people who came to this city with our team?" Xu Fang suddenly asked.

"No, no," the woman hurriedly shook her head, "I've always lived here... Please, please save my child! I... I'll give you anything!"

"How long did you stay?" Xu Fang pressed.

"I've lived here since I was a child."

When does the child show any unusual behavior?

"About a month ago, about three weeks ago, the baby became listless, didn't eat much, and slept all day long... The doctors in the city didn't know what was wrong."

Watching her child grow thinner and thinner, the woman was frantic with worry but helpless.

Some time ago, a group of warlords led by Hackend occupied the city.

A woman's looks naturally wouldn't attract unwanted attention, but it's not uncommon for her to be kicked for no reason or have her eggs stolen from her stall.

Just yesterday, the sound of magical bombardment outside the city shook the city, and people hid in their homes trembling with fear, not daring to go out during the day.

During the day today, people on the street shouted unfamiliar words such as "liberation" and "discipline".

The woman didn't understand, but she heard that a healing mage had arrived, and disregarding the vast difference in their social status, she came to ask for help.

The two young monks did not kick her, nor did they find her dirty. They picked up her child and patiently treated him.

"Commander Xu, have you made any discoveries?" the soothing girl asked.

“There’s something wrong with this child’s soul!” Xu Fang said in a deep voice.

Although he doesn't have spells targeting the soul like curses or necromancy, he does possess the ancient royal armor, giving him a sensitivity to the soul far beyond that of ordinary people.

This child's soul is incomplete!

He took out his phone and dialed Ai Jiangtu's number.

"Hey?"

"I've sent you the location. Come over right now," Xu Fang said.

Soon, Ai Jiangtu's figure teleported over, startling the black mother, but upon seeing Ai Jiangtu's dark face, she couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity.

"Look at this child." Xu Fang held the child up and showed it to Ai Jiangtu.

Ai Jiangtu examined the object closely, a look of seriousness and anger gradually appearing on his face: "The soul was damaged... who did this?"

How is this behavior any different from that of an animal, given how young the child is?

“It’s not just this child.” Xu Fang pointed to the Black mother: “Look at her.”

This Black mother's soul is also broken!

Just because they are adults and their daily lives are so hard and tiring, they never paid attention to it.

The Black mother stood there helplessly as the two monks pointed at her and spoke Chinese, which she couldn't understand.

Chapter 429 Is your country's Military Intelligence Bureau really that corrupt?

Damage to the soul can be categorized into different types.

The most common example is trauma, such as Xu Fang's high-level sonic magic Requiem, which can tear a person's mental world apart.

The other is absence.

A certain entity, through certain means, gnaws at people's spirits; the jellyfish maggots encountered during the Nationalist government training period are a similar entity.

The injury suffered by this infant belongs to the latter type.

Something has devoured his soul!

"Quickly, to the City Lord's Mansion!" Xu Fang said urgently, leaving the matters here to the healing-type girl, and he and Ai Jiangtu hurriedly headed to the City Lord's Mansion.

The city lord's mansion had been utterly ruined by Hakend and his gang, losing all its solemn and artistic atmosphere and resembling more like a nouveau riche's lair.

"My friends, is there anything I can do to help you?" Ibrahim was as enthusiastic as a game NPC.

“We need to examine the souls of all the residents of the city, and we hope you can help us,” Xu Fang said.

“Examining the soul… Oh, I see, you’re afraid of those damned warlord remnants?” Ibrahim suddenly realized.

Xu Fang didn't correct him either.

People are most dedicated when they're doing their own thing.

Ibrahim was still basking in the joy of regaining lost territory, but after Xu Fang's words, his face showed visibly panic.

Yup!

What if there are any remaining enemies that weren't eliminated, and they suddenly try to assassinate me one day?

These remnants are worthless, but if they hurt themselves, that would be a very bad situation!

"I'll send someone right away!" Ibrahim went off to do his work, and you could hear him shouting from a great distance.

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Xu Fang and Ai Jiangtu worked all night, screening more than 10,000 permanent residents in the entire city. The more they investigated, the more their hearts sank.

These people all have flaws in their souls, more or less!

"Is it a curse?" Xu Fang asked.

Sweat beaded on Ai Jiangtu's forehead: "Very likely... If it really is a curse, then this curse mage is undoubtedly extremely powerful, at least beyond my current capabilities!"

A curse upon a city!?

"It could also be a magic array." Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Xu Fang soared into the air, hovering and overlooking the city.

It was pitch black, with very few lights.

"Analyze!" Xu Fang tried to analyze it using sound magic, but analyzing a city was something that a fifth-level spiritual power could not do.

The overwhelming flow of information caused his brain to ache slightly.

Deciphering a city is far more difficult than destroying it.

As he landed from the sky, Xu Fang said in a deep voice, "Let's go see those prisoners!"

The whole incident was a mess, and Xu Fang needed to find a breakthrough.