"Mr. Makino Seiichi was originally planning to visit today, but because some things were delayed, I specially changed the time."

Kato Okawa talked about the reason why Makino did not visit today.

"I see."

Hirata nodded, expressed his understanding, and then stood up, "Since you are going to hand over the board business of the martial arts prop store to you, then I'll introduce the specific operation."

Since Kato Okawa becomes the clerk of his martial arts prop store, the necessary clerk rules are to be taught to her.

For example, the selling price between different stores, and how to sell items that meet their needs to different customers.

However, seeing the other party's confused look on his face, Hirata felt that Kato Okawa might not have the talent to become a salesperson.

The whole evening was spent in Hirata teaching Kato Okawa how to become a qualified clerk.

......

Located in the southwest corner of Tokyo, about 50KM away from the capital, a town belonging to Hachiozi City is bathing in the night.

Although it was not late at night, there was no figure on the street.

Every household also turned off the lights, only the street lights shone on the sleeping town.

There are no trams nearby, only undulating hills.

From a distance, it looks like the undulating clouds in the sky.

Outside the commercial street is the old street. After passing through the long old street, there are long slopes with slightly inclined ramps and high platforms looking at the sea.

The higher you go along the ramp, the fewer buildings there will be.

On the front of the hill is a solemn church.

The slope of the hills is lined with cemeteries.

However, since it is a cemetery built near the church, it can be imagined that these cemeteries are all cemeteries for foreigners.

A figure walked into the church on the stairs.

At the front end of the church is a bench for worship. After passing through the bench, there is an altar.

There was nothing on the altar, but there were some debris to fill the altar.

The one who entered the church was a black shadow, a middle-aged priest with a faint smile on his face, wearing a black robe that the priest often wore, and holding a book of the Bible in his hand.

He walked to the front of the altar, gently placed the Bible in his hand on the altar, and focused on the wall behind the altar.

A cloud of shadows entrenched there, exuding a gloomy atmosphere that seemed to be there and not be there.

"Sure enough, the 'Devourer' failed?!"

He sighed slightly and stared at the shadows on the wall, "This is my limit. No matter what, he is a monster without much wisdom. No matter how powerful he is, he may be defeated as long as he is caught and hurts his feet."

"Is Hirata Mitsunai?"

The priest said this name.

Turning around and staring at the night outside.

"Even if the Devourer is not the most perfect monster, the fighting power of the Devourer who is completely filled with the "curses" is not comparable to that of ordinary people. If you can completely defeat it, Mizuna Hirata is indeed not an ordinary person!"

The priest thought for a while, got up and walked through the chapel, and walked towards his room.

The priest's room was filled with various religious books and documents, as well as various strange collections.

In addition to being a superficial priest, he is also a knowledgeable scholar.

Take out a document from the cabinet and read it carefully.

He likes to collect various newspaper clippings and information, especially the incredible and absurd stories that happen in modern society.

As a "news clipping madman", he certainly would not miss the sensational "Tashiaki Yidaofu Temple in Otsu City, Shiga Prefecture".

As a high school student, Mizuna Hirata single-player battles against the thirty kendo masters of Ono Tadao Yidao in the dojo, and defeats them all.

This shocking and incredible thing is also among his records.

After reading the news that cut it from Modern Weekly, the detailed report on Hirata Mizuna's Killing Array was completed.

The priest put the clippings into the drawer.

"The so-called modern Okina Mainji actually has a kendo that is not like modern society, which is really sensational!"

He walked out of the room and headed towards the basement of the backyard.

At the end of the long corridor is the basement.

"But, the so-called kendo genius, no matter how talented it is, it is impossible to fight with the 'monster', right?! The only explanation is that Mizunari Hirata has stronger strength. This kind of strength may be obtained from the 'curse', or in other aspects. In short, things have changed, and my plan will also change."

The priest walked through the corridor through the thin moonlight and came to the door of the basement.

The moss-covered stone door was gently pushed open by him, and the dark hole appeared in front of him.

Walk into the basement and follow the long stone steps into the dark and wet area.

This is where he experimented.

Use living people to experiment and test the "power of curse" that I don't know how to form.

The basement space is thick and the air is as uncomfortable as mucus.

The ground under my feet seemed to be as thick as soil mixed with heavy oil.

The mud seemed to be filled with countless curses.

That's almost a visual curse.

There are many sarcophagus in the basement, and blood continues to seep out from the bottom of the coffin, dripping, dyeing all the soil under the coffin red.

"If I want to make a summary of my identity..."

While stroking the sarcophagus, he said to himself: "I would rather call me a magician."

He knew that the person in the sarcophagus was still alive and could hear him.

"Study this weird thing that appeared in this world at some point."

"Exhaust all your life to study the purpose of this 'black mud'."

The "black mud" mentioned by the priest is a "curse" that can give people tyranny and destruction, and also give people strength.

"Scientists will place their energy on studying the movement of astral bodies and the way microscopic particles exist. The magician studies mystery, breaks mystery, pulls mystery out of the darkness, and gives it light."

He walked to the sarcophagus, pushed open the lid of the sarcophagus, and looked inward at the male test subject that looked ferocious and terrifying, and was about to grow with the sarcophagus.

"I call it magic! Yes, the current 'curse' can be called magic because it achieves things that science cannot achieve, so we call it magic."

After checking the degree of combination between the test subject and the "cursed black mud" and the variation of the test subject, he shook his head in disappointment.

"Since it is magic, it is impossible to batch and standardize with accurate scientific experiments for the time being, just like the 'Devourer' I created before."

He walked to the vicinity of another sarcophagus and whispered.

The buzzing sound of insects came from the sarcophagus.

The sound is the same as the bugs on the body of "Ogino-eul Wolf".
Chapter completed!