I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

Isabella was at least seven or eight meters away from the man. After tearing off the man, the monster instantly jumped off him and escaped into the wall. The windshield of the roaring train seemed to be able to reflect The terrified face of the fallen man.

The driver noticed almost immediately

The man who was about to jump off the track, but the current speed, even though it had been reduced a lot because he was about to enter the station, how could a train full of passengers stop at such a short distance? !

Shila-!

The piercing screams from the emergency braking of the wheels broke the silence on the crowded platform, and the crowd exclaimed. Some even stretched out their hands to the man, but they realized that it was too late, and nearly half of his body had already jumped onto the track. , is suspended.

Snapped!

[Curse of the Seventeenth Satin White! 】

Both hands hit each other, and the spell power was flowing like a river at this moment. Isabella quickly stretched out her arm to the man not far away, and flew out several spell ribbons from the shining white spell in her hand, and shot quickly. Falling man.

brush!

When the man who had lost all hope was about to close his eyes to face the coming of death, he suddenly felt something tighten around his waist, and then a huge force pulled him back and flew back.

"Wow!"

The man who was pulled back from mid-air by Isabella rolled backwards along the platform several times, and finally hit a pillar before stopping. The incoming train almost whizzed past his nose!

Halfway into the station, the emergency braked train stopped slowly, and the brakes made a loud exhaust sound, and people were relieved.

The magic ribbon then turned into a stream of light and disappeared, and Isabella breathed a sigh of relief and ran towards the man quickly.

"Are you OK?!"

......

Zheng!

The blade reflecting the dazzling silver light slashed across the monster's body, and the severed air formed a wind blade, leaving deep sword marks on the tree trunk behind the bench.

"Mom...you met my mother!"

The sword's edge had conveyed to Cheng Rang the feeling of cutting off the entity, but the monster that had been cut in half didn't seem to be hurt at all. The two halves of the body closed again in a blink of an eye, and it just pounced on itself as if nothing had happened.

"Sure enough, purely physical attacks don't do any damage to the curse..."

Cheng Rang retreated and turned around like a leisurely stroll, the monster jumped into the air immediately, and fell to the open space like mud.

The extremely fast slash could not even be captured by human vision. Cheng Rang's tentative attack did not attract any attention from the children and parents not far away.

"Sure enough, ordinary people can't see the curse."

"Coke....I like drinking Coke the most...!"

The monster that passed the process got up from the ground, hugged the scattered ice cola on the ground with his arms, and its strength was so great that several cans of cola burst in an instant.

"Drink as much as you like."

The long knife in Cheng Rang's hand disappeared, and what appeared behind him was a pitch-black sword without a front.

A curse can only be removed with a curse...

So how about trying this?

The moment Cheng Rang held Zhuo Ruo backwards, the monster seemed to perceive something. It was a terrifying existence condensed from the hundreds of millions of evil consequences entangled in the real hell!

The black knife washes the rust, the magic knife that once "slaughtered" more than half of the evil-ridden creatures in the entire world line of the earth in the posture of judgment...

If you look at it from the eyes of conjurers in this world, it is undoubtedly the most powerful special-grade magic tool... bar none!

The cause and effect entangled on it even turned into an irreconcilable monstrous curse, condensed into a substantial black current overwhelming the sky.

"Mother...?"

boom!

Suddenly, with unimaginable agility, the monster shot at the children playing on the side like cannonballs, as if to use them as hostages or shields to resist Cheng Rang's pursuit.

But how could this be useful?

Cheng Rang's sword is first known for its "fast".

"It seems that rust cleaning is useful to you... Do you absolutely want to avoid even encountering this kind of situation?"

despair!

Cheng Rang stepped lightly, and the sound of tearing wind followed the scenery across his field of vision, and his figure instantly appeared in front of the half-sprinting curse spirit, blocking his way.

"Roar!!"

Changing his original appearance, the curse spirit roared angrily at the man in front of him.

"Oh, impotent rage."

Wufeng slashed down and slammed into the monster's brain, almost breaking it in half.

The huge force abruptly changed its sprinting trajectory, and smashed into the ground with a bang.

The sound almost like an explosion and the flying soil instantly attracted the attention of children and parents not far away. After seeing Cheng Rang holding a black long knife in his hand, the parents roared as if avoiding the plague god, and hugged themselves back The child left quickly.

"Ah, can a battle of this level be seen?"

The curse cannot be seen by the eyes of ordinary people, but the physical damage caused by the battle, such as the destruction of walls and floors and various facilities, can be seen in a panoramic view.

"Hey, 110? A lunatic with a knife appeared in the park and hacked people!"

People who fled with their children didn't even forget to call the police.

Cheng Rang nailed the struggling and roaring curse spirit to the ground with a single knife, and shouted to the mother who was going away with some dissatisfaction: "No...that eldest sister, how did you know that the person I cut was a human? !"

Unexpectedly, they didn't even look at it, and even quickened their pace, grabbed the child's hand and ran away.

"Well, yes! He seems to be semen

God also has some problems... Come on! "

"It's too much, hey!"

The curse spirit pierced by Zhuo Ru rust whimpered and dissipated into dust with the wind. Cheng Rang finally looked around, except for this big pit on the ground, some of the scattered Coke was squeezed, and the liquid full of sugar mixed with the soil For the sake of mud, even if there is a good estimate, I don’t have the desire to wash it up and drink it again....

What's more, who can guarantee that the things touched by the curse spirit will change if they are drunk into the stomach.

"I'm obviously killing harm for the people... Tsk!"

Putting away the rust, listening to the sound of the police siren approaching at the entrance of the street, Cheng Rang snapped his fingers and used the spark to burn all the scattered Coke cans on the ground, and then turned into afterimages before the others arrived. distance.

But compared to Cheng Rang, who was disliked by the elders and aunts and was almost caught by the police, Isabella, who saved a life under the watchful eyes of the public, is obviously completely opposite to his treatment...

The girl who was surrounded by the crowd like a hero smiled wryly and said a few words, then finally found a chance to get back into the resumed carriage and left.

These two things were in the local newspaper at the same time the next day, but the headline or something...

Considering Boss Cheng's carelessness, I won't mention it here.

.....

Sitting in a certain izakaya, Cheng Rang put down his glass and sighed:

"It's really a good person who doesn't get rewarded...!"

Chapter 3 The Haunting Curse

The keychain rattled, inserted into the lock and turned, and with a click, the apartment door swung open.

With a long sigh, Isabella finally returned to this strange "residence". According to Mr. Yizhizhi, this is her "home".

The house is not big, but it is clean and tidy. What surprised Isabella the most was that after the initial strangeness passed, she didn't feel that it was a big sense of disobedience to come back here. It's like returning to your own home to relax.

"I hope Mr. Yizhizhi can deal with it as soon as possible..."

On the way back to the apartment, Isabella immediately contacted Yidichi Jiegao and described to him what happened at the subway station.

After getting the reply "We will send someone to deal with it as soon as possible", Isabella was instructed to go home and wait for contact.

Lying on the bed in the bedroom, Isabella tossed and turned, and the eyes and grin of the monster looking at her at that time kept appearing in her mind.

It escapes, but the behavior will never end...until the curse is lifted, it will only grow stronger as people's negativity breeds.

When such a curse that endangers people's lives is discovered, it must be dealt with as soon as possible.

Trying to figure out the ring on her hand, Isabella grabbed her phone again and started searching the Internet for the subway station where she saw the curse spirit before.

Curses: Negative emotions overflowing from humans.

Curse spirits are inhuman monsters formed by curses, invisible to people without spell power. They are divided into 4th, 3rd, 2nd, 1st and special grades from weak to strong. These basic terms and information are in Yidi It has been introduced in detail in the manual left by Mr.

Areas with more negative emotions, such as schools and hospitals, are very easy to breed curses, and then give birth to curse spirits.

However, the curse spirits born due to such natural reasons generally do not exceed level 2 due to their short time, and most of them will stay at around level 4 to 3.

As Isabella, who is certified as a first-level conjurer, it is actually very simple to deal with such a conjurer.

It's just that the situation was urgent, Isabella first chose to save people, so it was inevitable to let the curse spirit go.

"Ah... found it!"

Isabella found the news at that time, and was even a little closer to the urban legend advocated by various self-media.

[Tokyo subways are frequently delayed, most of which are caused by rail-jumping accidents]

Most of the comments below are basically what they are: too much pressure in life, unemployment, debts, etc., as if they are justified, and the words are all chilling down the spine.

"The subway is late again... that's terrible!"

"I heard that someone committed suicide by jumping off the track again. It was all crushed into a paste, and it couldn't be removed with a brush."

"Can't you just jump off a building if you commit suicide? If you insist on causing trouble for so many people, you will die!"

Isabella recalled the conversation she had overheard in the previous carriage, and couldn't help feeling restless.

More than one person has died in the subway because of that curse spirit.

One was saved today, but what about tomorrow?Even the next hour?Next minute... You can understand that Japan, especially a metropolis like Tokyo, is more stressful than the place where I live, and the education method is more inclined to "don't trouble others".Therefore, people's life is fast-paced, and it is inevitable that the pressure will be great.

It will never let it go, if it fails in its own hands today, it will definitely get it back elsewhere.

That arrogant smile didn't look like it was going to stop at all.

"Ok?"

Isabella's finger sliding down the screen suddenly stopped, and she turned to a news item from almost a year ago.

【Tokyo subway accident, killing a 17-year-old Japanese high school student】

Dead: Tomoko Mukai, 17 years old, female

On the day of the accident, the deceased and

The classmates were preparing to take the subway home. While waiting, the deceased and his classmates had an argument with a passenger (male, 39 years old) who was also waiting for the train due to personal reasons.

A body collision occurred during the period, and the deceased Tomoko Mukai accidentally slipped and fell off the platform during the contact process.

While climbing back to the platform, the deceased classmate asked passers-by for help, but only the male passenger who had the altercation offered a helping hand.

The situation at that time was that the deceased had a sprained ankle and was unable to return to the platform by himself. The assistance of the male passenger was not satisfactory. Then, because the train entered the station, the deceased had not yet fully climbed back to the platform. The limbs below the waist of the deceased were crushed by the train and separated from the upper body.

In the end, in the process of going to the hospital in an ambulance, he died of excessive blood loss.

The photo of the girl was published at the end of the news. Although her face was marked with black stripes and mosaics, Isabella could still recognize the very obvious features at a glance—the long brown hair with golden highlights... ..

It was almost the same color as the long hair on the curse spirit's head.What made Isabella more certain that the curse spirit was made of a girl was also the same external cause: loss of limbs below the waist, excessive blood loss and death.

"Where's the man who had an argument with Tomoko Mukai?"

Isabella immediately searched for related news on the Internet, and sure enough, she found his news later.

[Dead: Takeda Hai, male, 39 years old.Cause of death: Suicide by jumping from a rail]

Sorting out all the news according to the timeline, at the subway station where I found the curse spirit appeared, a total of three people committed suicide starting from Takeda Hai on and off for a year.

There were many other unexpected situations interspersed during the period, and the method of committing the crime was almost cautious.

Specially select the time when there are many people and crowds, control the victim to slowly come to the dangerous area, and then shoot in an instant, and then flee away no matter what the result is.

"There has been a serious shortage of conjurers in recent years, so as a first-class conjurer, you are our indispensable and valuable combat power..."

Isabella put down her phone, and she finally understood how "understaffed" the conjurers were here.