Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

"Woo~woo"

The shrill sirens of fire trucks and police cars rang in the night sky, and a thick plume of black smoke actually appeared in Tokyo's bustling night market. This was quite abnormal.

"what happened?"

People on the roadside watched the special vehicles whizzing by with their sirens and red and white lights flashing, and they were talking about it.

"Maybe an underground natural gas pipeline exploded somewhere."

"Magnetic, blah (radio wave noise)."

"Ministry of Defense Paranormal Countermeasures Headquarters Command Center, to the Special Tactics First Operations Force."

"The target is heading south along the Metropolitan Expressway Route 5, heading as fast as possible in Kita Ikebukuro."

"Special Warfare Section 1 Mobile Squadron received it."

"Hahaha, Xiao Ming, of course."

Ishihara's thick arm grasping the giant hammer, the muscles were as hard as a rock and all taut, and the veins were bulging like a dragon. His eyes stared fiercely at the Army Lieutenant General who came to negotiate on behalf of the Ministry of Defense's Supernatural Countermeasures Headquarters. Dayou was not satisfied with the answer, so he smashed him into pieces with a giant hammer.

Everyone is surrounded by malice that scares even cursed spirits, and they are filled with murderous intent. Just looking at those scars makes people fearful.

No wonder some students thought Isayama Norimei was in the underworld when they saw him walking with them. But Isayama Nomei, who knew their true identity, only had admiration and respect in his heart.

Under the hot white light, the base was illuminated like daylight, and a large number of fully armed soldiers carrying the latest weapons were gathering.

The rest doesn't matter to Isayama Nomei, he only cares about points, and living here will not gain any points.

"Close all highway entrances in the area and direct all public vehicles from this section of the road to leave."

After hearing this news and the sound of various weapons being unsheathed in his ears, Isayama Nomei never leaned against the wall again.

After hearing Isayama Norimei's question, Mr. Akube took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter. He took a puff and slowly exhaled the smoke before speaking slowly.

"Just let me wait here? Are you going to be ignored by these birdmen?"

The soldiers were boarding the helicopter in an orderly manner, as if they were about to go to the battlefield, with solemn expressions.

"Issue control orders and information coordination orders to various news organizations, and the content of the orders is wartime control first combat preparation."

"Of course it would be best if I could give you some guidance."

It can be said that except for Isayama Nomei, who has beautiful features and sound limbs, the average age of the other members of this eight-member group is over 40 years old, and they all have varying degrees of limb loss.

"But I would like to invite everyone from the well-known "Scavengers" group in the Spell Masters Association to watch the ceremony and see how we use the power of science to eliminate the curse spirits."

The chilling air that is about to overflow from the screen exaggerates the staff in the combat headquarters, who are always checking for changes in the venue, and any changes will be notified as soon as possible.

"Orders from above."

Just the brand new large 4K screen in front of Isayama Norimei is worth a lot of money, as well as the staff wearing uniforms and sitting at the computer with serious expressions.

"Quite professional."

"Mr. Akube, what do they mean? Leave us here and don't care."

"After all, it's not like we are wild soldiers, they are regular troops."

He is tall and tall, with a terrifying scar running through his entire left face. This torn scar looks like the work of a large beast such as a black bear. He is currently completely blind in his left eye.

The big screen seemed to be a demonstration, no, it should be like a muscle show, and it was broadcasting the military force assembly and mobilization at a certain Neon military base live.

"The old guys above are really getting more and more active. They haven't completed negotiations with the government for so long."

"Stop talking nonsense, why did you call us here?"

The lieutenant general stretched out his hand to shake hands as a sign of friendship, but none of these brothers paid him any attention. Just when I was about to get angry, I suddenly remembered that my small body might not be big enough for someone to hit me with a punch.

"But these people really don't feel bad about spending taxpayers' money."

Leaning against the wall not far from Isayama Nomei, a blond man with short hair in a black suit grinned with a terrifying and ferocious smile.

Isayama Norimei leaned against the wall, holding his arms with his hands. He was now wearing a black crisp suit.

"My lord, Kazuo Mafune, nice to meet you."

Even Isayama Norimei, no matter how calm his personality, was a little impatient after being left out for so long. He asked Mr. Akube who had just called from outside the door.

"Is such that."

Kazuo Manfune wiped the cold sweat from his head and said reluctantly

"There is an iron law in the world of magic. Only the power of magic can kill the magic spirit."

Mr. Akube turned a blind eye to his members' rampage and smoked cigarettes outside the window, as if in tacit approval.

This uncle is Nobu Kiyono, one of the members of the group that Kenmei Isayama joined "part-time".

A somewhat bloated middle-aged man in military uniform walked forward. From the epaulettes on his body, it could be seen that his rank was not low, and he had the rank of Army Lieutenant General from the Ministry of Defense.

The person in charge of this command post, who seemed to have sensed that the situation was not good due to the extremely loud cursing of some irritable old men here, finally arrived.

Mr. Kiyono just now, Mr. Iwata with a bald head. These guys all have bad tempers and can get angry easily. How could they just keep waiting here just because of a word from their superiors?

"Sorry, guests from the Conjurer Association, I have kept you waiting for so long."

"I'm going to fuck the superiors."

Behind them were three "Black Hawk" armed helicopters and two "Chinook" transport aircraft, all of which were equipped with weapons. Their huge propellers fanned the air at high speed and made a sharp scream.

The man wearing a black coat and a black tie like him is Mr. Akube, a fierce and somewhat heroic middle-aged uncle.

"Just wait and see what happens."

This sentence made other members also very unhappy, and they cursed one after another.

The speaker was Mr. Ishihara, who had fiery red hair and was carrying a giant hammer. His personality was as fiery as fire, and his strong bronze muscles were covered with terrifying curses. He was cursing.

So Kazuo Mafune said with a smile.

"Because today is the first operation of the Ministry of Defense's Supernatural Countermeasures Headquarters, we are a bit busy. I'm sorry for neglecting everyone."

"Scavengers" is a special team affiliated with the Conjurers Association, and most of its members are first-level conjurers (formerly).

Compared with the busy group of people in the combat headquarters, the idle Isayama Norimei and his group seemed out of place.

Because a large piece of muscle tissue on his right cheek near his mouth has completely disappeared, leaving his gums and teeth exposed.

Because they suffered various serious injuries in the battle against the cursed spirits, they were assessed as unable to continue fighting on the front line, so they retreated to the second line.

Mainly responsible for the annihilation of cursed spirits below level 2, the level assessment of high-level cursed spirits above level 2 and reported to the Spellcasters Association (not involved in the direct annihilation of cursed spirits), and the cleaning up of residual spells afterwards.

It can be considered that he was using his remaining energy. Isayama Norimei followed this group of "semi-retired" uncles and picked up the fresh points from the cursed spirits they killed.