"That's right, I just arrived today." Negri raised his head to look at the young man who called himself Log Creeves, and said after carefully looking at him.
"Then how do you feel about Mobis Academy?" Logue asked impatiently. He could faintly sense the specialness revealed by Negri, and he recently found that there were too many problems in the academy, but he was willing to help him There are too few people, and he hopes to find some like-minded partners.
"Well, it's a good place to learn. As for other things, people's curiosity shouldn't be so strong, and it's so easy to go wrong." Negri raised his eyebrows and said as if warning Logue, and then he didn't Pay attention to Logue again.
"Sorry for the interruption." Logue said a little embarrassedly, and seemed to concentrate on eating his lunch.
In silence, Negri quickly settled his lunch and put away the small bottle of oil next to him. This action caught Logge's attention, and his high spiritual awareness made him notice the golden bottle Oil is special.
This kind of perception beyond ordinary people simply gave Logue a sense of superiority over all sentient beings. It was only a few months ago that he awakened this ability. Yes, he awakened. Logue was sure that he did not use the wrong word. It was his innate ability, and when it woke up, he realized that he was different.
He can perceive things that other people can hardly detect. He can see the occasional spirits in the city, some prophetic premonitions, and some secret whispers in his ears. All of these make Logue feel that he is different.
So when the strange situation happened at Mobis Academy, his first thought was not to escape, but to feel that this was his stage, just like the birth of a demon king, and adventurers went through all kinds of hardships to knock him down and gain wealth and fame.
In other words, because of the ability to wake up, Logue felt that he was the protagonist.
Looking at Negri who was away, Logue squinted his eyes and looked into Negri's pocket, where the bottle of oil that gave him a strange feeling was there.
"What's the situation, Logue, is that person that kind of person?" At this time, a voice interrupted Logue's thinking. It was his best friend Randall, who is also a member of their current anomaly removal team, one of the few Be willing to believe him, and investigate the abnormal companions of the academy together with him.
"That auditor does have something special, and I should check it out again sometime." Logue responded with a smile. The kind of people Randall was talking about were the mystics, the beings who mastered magic.
Negri was walking on the road. He didn't need to feel much, and he found that there was a person following him behind him. Only they thought they hadn't been discovered by the level of tracking that was full of mistakes.
Sure enough, the abilities of these students are not worth looking forward to.
Negri returned to the dormitory, and took the bottle of oil he brought with him in his hand. The contents in it were the corpse oil he extracted from several sewer corpses. Magic, their bodies have changed, and the corpse oil that Negri extracted from their bodies can bring Negri a certain amount of magic power.
Even with certain magic rituals, Negri can inherit his magic practice progress from the corpse, but Negri didn't do that, and it's just right to have a certain amount of magic power like this now.
"However, that little guy might be able to use this thing." Negri looked at the unused bottle of corpse oil, put it on the table in the dormitory, then opened the tool bag, and if he gave it to the little guy, then Need to add more ingredients.
After putting the prepared corpse oil in the bag and hiding the other materials, Negri went out. He was well aware of the mental state of a person like Logue who has acquired abilities.
They will think that they are the protagonists, and they have a sense of responsibility and a sense of mission. All disasters need him to save, and everything he does is just for this reason, and they act recklessly for this just goal.
For example, stealing things that he thinks will help him.
Negri's going out was seen by the stalker who thought he was hiding very well. He hurried back to the cafeteria, saw Logue, and said pantingly: "I have already determined where he lives, and he is in He left just now, and judging by his appearance, he won't be coming back in a short time."
"Very well, I can confirm that the auditor has a special place, the current campus is full of various dangers, for thousands of students, for our beautiful campus, for the three professors and fifteen students who died the day before yesterday, We have to do something!" Logue patted his companion on the shoulder and said impassionedly.
In Logue's heart, he also looked down on Negri a little bit. He is indeed a garbage man. Even if he has obtained the status now, he does not have the responsibility of a gentleman.
So Logue quickly followed the companion who followed Negri to Negri's dormitory. At this moment, his spiritual sense realized that there was something attracting him there.
Under the cover of the extremely anomalous removal team, Logue got into the window that Negri deliberately didn't close, and then opened Negri's handbag according to his spiritual sense, and saw the bottle of corpse oil inside.
The magic power inside has been activated under Negri's seasoning, and it has a fatal attraction for Logue, who has a high spiritual sense but is already normal.
Looking at the bottle of corpse oil, the tone of the scene in Logue's eyes began to change and distort, and some pictures emerged from the corpse oil. They were a few distorted figures, and they seemed to be casting some spells.
"Take me away, take me away, please save me!!!" Those figures were begging frantically, and Logue, who could observe them, became their outlet, the extreme fear and Pray, straight to Logue's heart.
Logue, who has some experience, knows that these figures are the spirits of some people. They are not human souls, but some human consciousness and memory mixed with some power.
Only a small number of people with strong emotions or special factors can produce spirits, and it is possible for people to produce spirits regardless of whether they are dead or alive.
A few months ago, when his spiritual sense had just awakened, he discovered that a classmate had given birth to a spirit from his body through a psychic ritual he had obtained from somewhere.
However, that classmate committed suicide for unknown reasons not long after, and he went to find out where the psychic ritual was, but he couldn't find it.
Holding the corpse oil tightly in his hand, Logue didn't hesitate. Since that classmate is unwilling to contribute to the college, it is for his own good to put away this thing. After all, defending the college is defending him. Thinking of this, Logue quickly secretly Out of Negri's dormitory.
At this moment, Negri was walking into the academy's library, and when he took out a book, he saw a distorted face passing by through the gap in the bookshelf.
It was strange that at that speed, Negri was so close without hearing any footsteps.