The legendary old man’s long journey of saving money

Tokyo Metropolitan Spell High School.

It is a school located on the outskirts of Tokyo, surrounded by mountains and woods.

Although it claims to be a private religious college, it is a natural oxygen bar in Colin's eyes.

Sitting cross-legged at the school gate, Colin took the chopping knife out of the shroud, and put it between his knees like Dongshiro to have a face-to-face conversation with his own chopping knife.

At first, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find the trick at all.

Later, he reluctantly established communication after using the life force stored in his body to convert it into soul power.

However, when he entered the world of the slashing knife, he found himself still standing on the endless sea.

And behind him is the familiar island of Creery.

Again, no one exists.

Colin was angry.

How! This is the case with the realm of birth, and the inherent enchantment is like this.

Now even the world of his own slashing knife is like this.

Although Colin also knows that the world of the slashing knife is actually his inner world, the problem is that their combat power systems are different.

One is the world of the type moon, one is the world of spell return, and the other is the world of the god of death.

How can the three worlds be connected abruptly?

I don't know when I became so awesome, and I was able to establish a balance across the world and combat power.

Is this a human thing?

I'm afraid only God can do this.

Thinking of this, Colin simply pulled out his slashing knife and waved it indiscriminately.

Tucker is not a sword master or a master of swords, nor is he any of this or that school.

Maybe you should learn a little knife skills to increase your melee abilities?

After all, now the development of vitality is prohibited, and the development of the soul has not yet explored effective content.

His own combat power can be said to have been cut off a lot.

But one thing Colin can be sure of is that as long as he can develop the ability of the soul realm.

The 3,000 days ladder coins that need to be paid each time you enter the copy will become infinitely more affordable.

Although the agreement with Gojo is only a verbal mutual trust.

But Colin felt that the system would not let himself come to the copy of the spell return battle for no reason.

After all, after a brief stop in the fourth courtyard, Colin was acutely aware that the system also had his goals.

It is clear that His goal is precisely to 'cultivate'.

Colin wasn't sure exactly what it was, but there was no doubt that the system could easily drop the challenger who returned from the first quest world, that he was doing some sort of screening.

It is cruel that whether it is a challenger who dies in the replica or a challenger who survives by paying bail in the courtyard, it has been eliminated by default by the system.

So each quest is carefully selected by the system for the challenger, otherwise why not have a battle royale mode?

Wouldn't it be simpler to put everyone in one copy and carefully raise a slaughter?

And there is also the 'Seven Thrones' floating above the fourth courtyard.

It's clearly for challengers who can keep up with the pace of the system.

So, ah, I still have a long way to go.

This time, the training method given by the ceiling-level characters in the quest world of Spell Return must not be wrong.

Sealing off the life ability and thinking more about the development of the soul can be regarded as enhancing your strength.

"Gojo-sensei, what's going on with this guy."

"I don't know, maybe I'm trying to understand something."

"You mean like a monk?"

"It should... Right.

"There are so many strange people, spell school."

Just as Colin wanted to think deeply about soul development, two anachronistic voices came into his ears.

Colin suddenly opened his eyes, drew his slashing knife, and a juhe slash with soul power flew out, flew through the gap between the two bodies, and slashed heavily on the mountain wall behind.

"What's going on with you, it's dangerous."

Knotweed pointed at Colin and counted him down.

But both Colin and Gojo looked at a knife mark on the mountain wall that had been slashed.

"No, it's useless."

Colin shook his head regretfully.

"Don't worry, this kind of thing can't be done overnight."

Gojo patted Colin's shoulder and introduced the two.

"This is Knotweed Yuren, this is Colin, you are all first-year students."

"Hello, my name is Knotweed Yuren."

"My name is Colin, and I will take care of me in the future."

The three who had also said hello walked inside, and Gojo introduced the situation and importance of the spell school.

"In short, you have to interview the principal first, if you don't get it right, you will be rejected by the principal, so cheer up."

After walking into a courtyard, Gojo realized and told the two about the next itinerary.

Who knew that the two-faced puppets in the knotweed's body suddenly spoke.

"It turns out that you are not the leader, it is really boring not to sort by strength."

Knotweed immediately slapped himself.

"Sorry teacher, this guy still runs out occasionally."

Gojo pinched his chin and watched.

"It's really an interesting body."

"I still owe you a favor, and one day when I occupy the body of the little ghost, I will kill you first."

After talking to Gojo Gojo, another eye appeared on Knotweed's face staring directly at Colin.

"Boy, what kind of person are you full of stink, you should have killed a lot of people, quickly say it so that this sinister little ghost who does not know the world can see it, hahahaha."

The words of the two-faced suku not only made Knotweed Yuren turn his head to look at Colin, but even Gojo Goku was also curious.

Although he knew that Colin had never put the people in his eyes, there were some things that could not escape his keen sense of smell for an existence like Two-Faced Host.

"Oh, is this a two-faced host, in fact, as a thousand-year-old existence, I also have a question I want to ask you, or should we exchange answers?"

Colin raised an eyebrow.

This uncle is the ceiling of this world, and he should get some answers from him.

"Talk to Uncle Ben about the conditions, your guts are really not small, boy."

From the two-faced tone, Colin heard the arrogance, but not anger.

"It's okay, you may not believe it, my nickname is 'Goods', many people call me that, but they are either dead or on their way to death."

"Poof, hahahahaha, boy, you are very good!"

Colin shrugged, looking very relaxed.

This frivolous look made the two-faced lady laugh.

"Very well, you ask, let me see what interesting questions you can ask to please me."

"Hmm~~~ In fact, it is very simple, I just want to ask you, as a thousand-year existence, what is the essence of the curse in your opinion."

"Some people say love, some say it's malice, and some say it's negative emotions, but I always feel that these are too one-sided to get to the root of it."

"For example, sadness, grief, anger, despair, these negative emotions are the main factors in the formation of curses, so why don't the positive emotions of love, joy, laughter, and warmth build a kind of elf similar to a spell, but friendly to humans."

"If there is only a negative and there is no positive, then can I understand that this world, in fact... Is it an incomplete world? "