Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

"Look, that bad guy is coming to school."

you do not say?

In this school where the "deviation value" is extremely high and all students are top students, a student like Isayama Norimei who comes late, leaves early, and is absent from class to the point of being expelled is simply an anomaly. He is the only one in the whole school.

Famous private school: Aoyama Academy

Unlike other private academies in Tokyo such as "Shuchiin", it only has a high school section. The students who can be admitted to this high school are basically the top academic students from each of Neon's junior high schools.

It shows a lot from being able to attract Lan Yu Qiancong to join here.

And Isayama Nomei and Isayama Sakura will be admitted here just because if they pass the school's super difficult entrance examination, if they get excellent, not only will the tuition be free, but they will also receive high scholarships.

Isayama Nomei and Isayama Sakura, these siblings are also top-notch in terms of deviation in this school where all the elites gather.

Two of them have received scholarships, one for two years and the other for one year.

As one of the famous beauties in Aoyama Academy, her appearance is naturally beyond reproach.

"I won't sell it."

The cry was so real that those who didn't know it might have thought that he and Isayama Norimei had a life-long friendship.

This is also the reason why Lan Yu Qiancong is so angry. The dead have passed away, and the living are currently living.

How could he have fallen so low!

Now that Isayama Nomei has come to school, why doesn't this cause heated discussion in Aoyama Academy?

"No, brother, what do you mean?"

Chitanda Airu, the eldest lady of the Chitanda family. Isayama Norimei is no stranger to her. After all, they have been together as classmates for more than a year.

If I share this with my sister, Isayama Sakura will definitely laugh happily with her belly in her hands, and even laugh at Nori Isayama

"Xiao Ming, you are so naughty~"

"And I heard it all."

"Shh, keep your voice down. Someone saw him walking with the vicious Yakuza late at night. Don't look at how handsome he is."

"If you have any difficulties, be sure to tell us."

"I said."

In addition, Chitanda-san's personality is quite gentle, and she is a social expert who is countless times more powerful than Isayama Nomei. She is very popular among senior and junior students, and no one dislikes her.

"Xian Ming, what have you been doing recently?"

Grade ranking: 121

Well, Isayama Nomei's score ranking suddenly revealed the total number of second-year students in Aoyama Academy.

"Woooooooo, good brother, you are finally here."

After all, going from 121st to 120th is progress, and progress should be rewarded.

One can imagine how "unmotivated" Isayama Norimei is in the eyes of outsiders.

The two girls looked at Isayama Nomei and whispered.

Isayama Nomei didn't even turn his head. Knowing the virtue of this damn fat man, he immediately exposed the hypocrisy of this sentence with a smile and curse.

"A girl as cute as Yuki-chan will definitely be eaten up by him and sold off."

The little fat man wanted to continue asking, but the closed door at the door had been opened. He immediately lowered his head in fear, not daring to continue asking Isayama Norimei.

"stand up!"

But at this time, the students by the corridor window suddenly saw a dark shadow flashing past outside the corridor and their expressions immediately changed. They immediately took on the role of early warning for the watchtower and silently made a gesture to other students in the class.

"Yakuza?...Oh, emm, it should be Uncle Akutagawa and the others."

Compared with bad behavior, the "degeneration" of top students is more regrettable and makes people angry!

Check completed

This is because the active spiritual energy in Isayama Nomei's body produces unconscious fluctuations, forming a form similar to "murderous intent" in novels.

But after Isayama Kenmei awakened [Warhammer Simulator], his performance plummeted.

Isayama Nomei really doesn’t know where to start complaining

“Don’t carry it alone”

After hearing Isayama Nomei's words, three question marks appeared on the little fat man's head.

The expressionless Isayama Norimei held his schoolbag and walked slowly down the corridor. There were glances and whispers all around him all the time.

He came to a classroom with a closed door, and the sign above read "High School Sophomore (A) Class".

He came to his seat, the second to last one by the window.

"Aren't you just afraid that after I drop out, no one will help you get to the bottom of the next exam?"

"Xian Ming, I feel lonely without you."

It was exactly the same as when Isayama Norimei left school last time. Even the students on duty helped clean it, and the tables and chairs were not gathering dust.

After all, Isayama Norimei has been in this class with these classmates for more than a year. What kind of person is he? Would these smart top students know?

Isayama Nomei is not a social fear. As soon as he entered the class, he integrated into the class and occupied a place with his outstanding appearance and fluent eloquence.

It's simple: the head teacher is here!

In other words: Isayama Nomei's Asakusa has thirty seconds to arrive on the battlefield.

A girl with shawl black hair and a cute face was the first to stand up. Upon hearing this, everyone including Isayama Norimei and the little fat guy behind him stood up, and then she led all the classmates to stand up neatly. Talking

"Hello teacher-"

"It's second grade, and Chitanda is still the class president."

"Yes, we are friends."

Moreover, Isayama Norimei was sent to school at a stuck time by Sister Asakusa, so everyone in the corridor was almost there at this time.

Having been classmates for a year, Isayama Nomei naturally understood the meaning of the gesture just now.

"Adana, Suzu-chan."

"I'm sorry, your dad will beat you next time you take the exam."

The entry of Isayama Nomei only made the air in the class stiff for a second, and then quickly returned to normal.

"Huh??? Is there something strange mixed in?"

Isayama Norimei, who had not experienced student life for a long time, almost forgot about this etiquette.

Although I haven't been here for a while, Isayama Norimei didn't feel strange when he saw those familiar classmates when he walked in. It was natural.

It was at this time that the little fat man sitting behind Isayama Kenmei finally had the opportunity to talk to Isayama Nomei as the crowd dispersed.

This was Isayama Nomei's class, and he walked in on the spot without hesitation.

But even Isayama Norimei didn't say "I borrowed it", the group of classmates in the crowded corridor had already taken the initiative to open a path for him to pass by.

"Brother, you still understand me."

Isayama Nomei's popularity in the class is quite good. After all, [Warhammer Simulator] judged his initial charm points to be 6.

"Stop doing this, little fat guy."

"It's a pity, he's quite handsome."

Isayama Kenmei laughed at himself, if he was expelled from school, these people would probably think that I was taken to prison for further study, and then come out to directly dominate the Neon Yakuza.

I have a bad feeling in my heart

"Brother, I miss you so much."

The table was clean, no insulting words were written on it, there were no white chrysanthemums, and the lining was clear of trash. There is no glue, nails, paint or anything like that on the chair.

That is to say, those classes outside didn't know Isayama Norimei, so they took advantage of him and created all sorts of outrageous rumors about him.

Isayama Nomei felt a chill in his heart inexplicably, and was about to see who was going to rape him.

The little fat man was exposed and was not embarrassed at all, he was even a little proud.

"Because of your devotion, my dad hasn't hit me for almost a month."

But in fact, Xiaopang didn't learn anything. It was just Isayama Norimei who took the last place from him, so it seemed that he had improved.

She has a pair of bright violet eyes, which are as moist as if they can speak. Her long black hair is draped softly behind her. The girl's appearance can easily make people feel a strong desire for protection.

It's normal. He spends all his time trying to find ways to treat his sister. He has no time to study.

Other students also immediately understood and returned to their seats to sit down, sitting very upright. Even those who were surrounding Isayama Nomei just now dispersed and returned to their seats.

"It's so scary. Come on, it's time to go to class."

Isayama Norimei has been following them "part-time", so there is nothing wrong with being seen late at night.

When I saw the head teacher, Lan Yu Qiancong, walking in vigorously with a book in hand.

Discuss him in front of the person involved.

There were also many classmates in the class who had a good relationship with Isayama Nomei. Seeing him whom they hadn't seen for a long time, they all came up to greet him.

Along the way, there were inexplicable criticisms, groundless rumors, and strange and frightening looks.

What is Tu Bang? This pair of siblings.

"I haven't been to school recently. I didn't expect so many rumors to be born."

But other things like "scumbags", "human traffickers", "space people", "super beasts" who play with girls' feelings by stepping on a few boats, are all rumors!

Isayama Nomei only touched a book again this morning when he was packing his schoolbag.

Are all high school girls today so rude?

Isayama Nomei was helpless and didn't know what to say for a moment. Let’s talk about illegal business first, but he has never done it and will never do it.

In the words of a dead fish eye

That is definitely the best of current recharges.

But what Isayama Nomei really cares about is not her beauty, which is uncompromising compared to Sister Asagi, but what he sees from the perspective of a psyker.

Because he felt that there was always a black energy surrounding "Curious Baby", he subconsciously asked Isayama Norimei to cover his eyes with spiritual energy.

You can tell at a glance that something is wrong