A Bizarre Adventure That Begins in Jujutsu Kaisen

Chapter 112 Intelligence and Response, Part Two

The young man swallowed hard and continued, "Theoretically, becoming a half-human, half-cursed spirit would allow one to bypass that damned cycle in the world of curses."

Whether the enhancement of cursed spirits is due to the overall strength of humanity, or the emergence of human sorcerers is spurred by the strength of cursed spirits, this hybrid gains a double boost, like "stepping on its own foot," breaking through original racial limitations and infinitely surpassing limits like a perpetual motion machine.

Therefore, the monarch especially does not want anyone, especially organized and efficient outsiders like you, to take away large numbers of high-level cursed spirits from Europe.

This will significantly increase our workload in finding and capturing suitable test subjects, and will also greatly increase the risk of our clandestine research being exposed.

This attack was a "warning" personally ordered by the monarch, intended to make you back down —

Finally, with a desperate sob in his voice, he mumbled, "I've told you everything I know about the organizers, participants, and plan of this attack—I...I was just an outsider in charge of logistics and lookout—please—don't kill me?"

"Traitor! Spineless coward!" another older prisoner, bound tightly and covered in blood, cursed angrily, his eyes practically spitting fire.

"I always said we couldn't bring young people who haven't experienced hardship into such an important operation! They have a long life ahead of them, and they have a way out, so they are especially vulnerable to torture and the threat of death!"

"————" The young man turned his head away, not daring to look at his companion's hateful and contemptuous eyes.

"How successful is your so-called 'success story' now? What are the specifics?"

Miguel stepped forward, reached out and turned the young man's head back, stared into his unfocused and fearful eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

"I swear on my honor and my faith:"

If you tell us all the information you know about this case, and it is basically true after our subsequent verification, I will not only spare your life, but also ensure your safety and protect you from retaliation by your accomplices or other forces.

You will become our important "tainted witness."

"—Her name is Ailian."

The young man said in a low voice.

"A black-haired, mixed-race girl who looks like an East Asian is—she's the prettiest and quietest one in the group that went to the airport to greet you today."

She was used by the monarch as a semi-public weapon in the final battle.

Previously, he had single-handedly breached the magical workshop of an enemy monarch, and had also defeated and captured a super-grade cursed spirit that originated from the concept of "poverty".

One of the key topics that the school is currently focusing on in its research on top-tier cursed spirits is poverty.

He paused, recalling the bits and pieces he had overheard, and continued, "As a rare high-level ice mage, her title is Endless Cold Tide."

It is said that when activated at full power, it can freeze a 20-story building in one go!

This is all the publicly available information I know.

The specific ability mechanics, techniques, and weaknesses are all classified; someone at my level has no access to them.

"It's her?!" Hiroshi Nichisha's eyes narrowed, and he immediately lit up his personal terminal on his wrist.

"I will inform Lord Theo immediately! You all stay here and keep watch, and freely discuss the background of the attackers. I need to confirm some things and will return later to hear your analysis and answers."

Holding his watch, which was already connected, he quickly walked to a relatively quiet corner a little further away, where he could avoid the wind, and began to report in a low and rapid voice.

"Kuanjian, what's wrong? The signal seems to be not very good right now." Dio, who had just finished tracking Ailian's situation, answered the call, and there was some static in the receiver.

This foreign night was far from peaceful. Just minutes before, he had faintly heard a muffled rumble, like an explosion, coming from the distance of the city—perhaps a natural gas pipeline accident, or perhaps a suicide attack by "Tower".

"Lord Theo, I am hereby giving you a formal report on the events that just occurred."

During our journey, we were ambushed by a local curse master.

After the other side used lethal force first and posed a substantial threat to the lives of our personnel, in order to protect our own safety and the safety of others, we were forced to take necessary and proportionate self-defense countermeasures and ultimately successfully implemented the countermeasures.

There are multiple eyewitnesses who can be verified throughout this incident.

All of the aforementioned witnesses had previously expressed their intention to travel to the East, and they are all free practitioners who are not bound by any party and possess the qualifications of independent third-party witnesses.

Their testimonies will be sufficient to prove that all our actions were entirely legitimate self-defense.

Hiromi Hitsugaya's voice came over, and he skillfully defined the nature of the incident in just a few words.

"Sixty-one armed attackers were killed on the spot, and twenty-eight were captured. Six of them who tried to escape had their lower limbs broken and were unable to continue moving or resisting."

Will such a large-scale firefight and the resulting casualties trigger a serious diplomatic dispute or other uncontrollable problems?

"No," Theo replied crisply and without the slightest hesitation. "Don't take those attackers too seriously."

Since the other party took the initiative to cross the line and used lethal force first, then regardless of the outcome of the counterattack, we stand on the moral and legal high ground.

There is no need to bear any additional responsibility for legitimate self-defense, nor is there any need to worry about so-called diplomatic pressure; I will handle the aftermath.

"Oh, I see."

Hiromi Nichisha paused, seemingly deep in thought, before continuing, his tone carrying a subtle emotion.

"Apart from those who fled, the other attackers—their fighting spirit was exceptionally tenacious; they would rather die than surrender, giving me a strange, almost 'heroic' impression. Although we were on opposing sides, I still felt a certain respect for their resolve."

"Kuan Jian, I don't think what you did was wrong, but I certainly don't mean to mock them for deserving it."

In different stories, the hero will naturally find different holy swords, and will eventually face completely different nemesis.

But as the saying goes, if a hero does not die, he will eventually become a dragon.

When multiple stories intertwine, the hero on one side may be the very dragon that one side needs to slay.

"It is precisely these diverse realities, based on different positions and beliefs, that, through constant collision and friction, have ultimately shaped the complex and chaotic world before us, and the outcome we see today," Theo said.

"Lord Theo, I understand. His hero is my enemy"—I understand that principle. Hiromi Hiroshi responded softly.

Then, his voice became loud and serious again: "Lord Theo, in addition, there is something very alarming in the information obtained from the urgent interrogation of the prisoners."

Before I proceed with the specific details, please ensure your communications are secure and be vigilant against potential eavesdropping.

"Is it about Ailian?"

"Yes, Your Excellency is wise."

"Then let's not talk about it over the phone for now," Theo decided immediately. "After you've cleared the scene and ensured your safety, come and meet me as soon as possible. We can discuss the details in person."

He glanced at the time and added, "Come back early. As planned, we still have a series of public appearances in the city tomorrow, basically driving around the entire city."

"Okay, received, understood." Hiromi Nichisha responded briskly.

Theo put down his phone and looked out the window at the Berlin city, where a few lights still twinkled in the night.

The commotion in the distance seemed to have subsided, but the unease in the air became more concrete with the arrival of this phone call.