Isekai Adventure in the Dimensional Cube-Chapter 1233 - 898: Gojo Satoru’s Disciple?
"Splish splash..."
In an uninhabited area, the sound of ocean waves was heard.
The place seemed like the beach of a tropical land with beautiful scenery.
The waves surged towards the shore.
On the beach, there was a shady spot created by a parasol.
A man dressed as a monk walked slowly on the beach, with a smile on his face that was difficult to understand, allowing a glimpse of the endless darkness behind it.
He walked towards the parasol and, upon seeing the figures under it, immediately raised his hand and greeted them.
"You’re really here. Good, you didn’t wander off."
Upon hearing the monk’s voice, the figures under the parasol turned their heads to look over.
Upon closer inspection, they were three non-human monsters with unusual appearances.
"Is it Geto?"
The first to speak was a creature with an old voice and a figure resembling a small old man.
Its skin was grayish-green, draped in a speckled yellow robe, and its head resembled a volcano, with a crater-like protrusion on top. Its face had only one large eye and a mouth full of yellow teeth, instantly marking it as a Curse Spirit.
However, if a Curse Mage were to see this Curse Spirit, they would undoubtedly be shocked.
After all, while Curse Spirits have intelligence, it is not high. Even special grade simulated Curse Spirits from juvenile facilities only have a desire to kill and basic thoughts. There is no way they can speak like humans, unlike this Curse Spirit.
This clearly showed extremely high intelligence, possibly on par with or even surpassing humans.
"Where’s Mahito? Haven’t seen him." The monk-dressed man seemed not at all surprised by this, casually asking as he approached.
"Mahito went out." The volcano-headed Curse Spirit said disinterestedly, "He must be experimenting with his techniques to expand his collection, right?"
As he spoke, the volcano-headed Curse Spirit glanced at the monkish man.
"What’s your business? Wasn’t the follow-up plan already made? It shouldn’t be time to act yet, right?"
At this, the volcano-headed Curse Spirit grinned.
"Or are you planning to make a move against Gojo Satoru?"
Speaking of this, the volcano-headed Curse Spirit became quite interested.
"What? Haven’t you given up the idea of dealing with Gojo Satoru?" The monkish man chuckled indifferently, "I’ve already told you, haven’t I? If you make a move against him, you will surely die. The best way to handle him should be to seal him away, not confront him head-on."
"You’re quite cautious, aren’t you?" The volcano-headed Curse Spirit sneered, "But I don’t believe that some mere old-era human could be as strong as you claim."
"Just a brat who’s lived less than thirty years, yet you’re treating him the same way as Ryomensukuna, the curse considered the strongest in history, thinking our plan’s success depends on sealing Gojo Satoru or winning over Ryomensukuna?"
"Ridiculous! Ryomensukuna aside, I don’t believe Gojo Satoru, that brat, deserves to be treated with such caution."
Upon hearing this, the monkish man didn’t get angry, maintaining his inscrutable smile.
"Anyway, that’s what I said. If you still want to trouble Gojo Satoru, I won’t oppose." The monkish man changed the subject abruptly, "But this time, I didn’t come to discuss Gojo Satoru."
"Do you remember the last special-grade simulated Curse Spirit?"
This made the volcano-headed Curse Spirit frown.
"The one you wasted a ’Finger’ to create, right?" The volcano-headed Curse Spirit asked puzzledly, "Didn’t you say you wanted to use it to lure out Sukuna from the ’vessel’ and test his current power?"
"Yes." The monkish man nodded, "The plan started smoothly at first, but something went wrong midway."
"A mysterious figure not in the plan unexpectedly appeared in the incomplete domain of the ’Finger’ Curse Spirit and easily exorcised it."
"That was an anomaly. I’m uneasy about the appearance of this mysterious figure, so I want to probe into their depths."
Thinking of the boy who appeared abruptly in the unfinished domain of the ’Finger’ Curse Spirit, the monkish man squinted his eyes.
Like Gojo Satoru, he easily saw that the boy had no cursed energy.
Without cursed energy or using jujutsu, that would be an ordinary human boy.
Yet, this ordinary human boy easily exorcised a special-grade Curse Spirit.
Even without cursed energy, physical attacks shouldn’t work on a Curse Spirit, but this boy managed to slay a special-grade Curse Spirit with one blow, raising much interest.
(That superhuman physical ability, could it be a reverse effect of [Heaven and Curse Binding]?)
(The sword he used doesn’t seem ordinary...perhaps a special-grade cursed tool?)
(A special-grade Curse Involvement...)
Various thoughts flashed through the monkish man’s mind, but none materialized logically.
The information was too scarce, hence the need for probing.
This mysterious existence with such power had now established contact with the jujutsu high school’s personnel led by Gojo Satoru. According to the "informant’s" report, this person seemed to have joined the jujutsu high school and started learning jujutsu. The monkish man believed this person now had the power to impact his plans.
It cannot be ignored.
"So, what do you think, Luohu?" The monkish man smiled, "Before contacting Gojo Satoru, why not try interacting with this person first?"
"He’s currently at the Tokyo Metropolitan Magic Technical College, practicing with Gojo Satoru."
"Wouldn’t you be interested in him?"
This remark indeed caught Luohu’s attention.
"Training under Gojo Satoru? Are you Gojo Satoru’s disciple?" Luohu revealed a mouthful of big yellow teeth, sneeringly saying, "Fine then, let me first test the quality of Gojo Satoru’s disciple."
"If I kill him, Gojo Satoru should be enraged, right?"
"At that time, I can easily take care of him too."
Luohu seemed very confident in his own power.
The monk didn’t care and didn’t plan to persuade any further, he just stated the following.
"I will cooperate with Mahito and create several incidents outside to attract the attention of the sorcery high school, making them send out Gojo Satoru."
"Once we draw Gojo Satoru away, Hanami will lead you to infiltrate the sorcery high school. Otherwise, you can’t get through the sorcery high school’s barrier to find that special-grade Curse Involvement."
"Okkotsu Yuta is also not at the sorcery high school right now. Once Gojo Satoru is drawn away, there shouldn’t be anyone in the sorcery high school who can pose a threat to you."
Implicitly, it means that Luohu would then be able to act freely.
"Actually, it’s okay to leave Gojo Satoru be."
Luohu whispered this statement.
"No." The monk opposed this time, saying, "That’s ultimately the sorcery high school, a key site in the world of sorcery. Fighting Gojo Satoru in such a place, don’t you think you won’t feel at ease?"
"Barriers and traps are secondary. If others from the sorcery high school come to interfere with your duel, you wouldn’t feel pleasant either, right?"
Despite the monk’s claim, Luohu only clicked his tongue and stopped raising objections.
Even he wouldn’t think he could take on the entire sorcery high school, including Gojo Satoru. That wouldn’t be confidence; it would be blindness.
"Hanami won’t have any issues, right?"
The monk turned to one of the two figures beside Luohu.
That was also a Curse Spirit, with a fighter-like robust physique, defined muscles, gray-white skin, covered in root-like black patterns, branches on the face replacing the eye area, and the left hand wrapped in cloth, just like a severed arm.
When the attention turned to this Curse Spirit, giving the impression of a tree elf, it made a sound.
"■■■■■■■■."
This was a language that no one could understand.
But despite not understanding the language itself, it seemed like everyone’s brain replayed the translation of this sound, forcing them to understand the meaning within the speech.
This feeling was very uncomfortable, primarily the process of forced understanding by the brain and forced reception by the ears made it exceedingly uncomfortable.
The monk and Luohu both showed expressions of indescribable suffering, but eventually understood the meaning.
The Curse Spirit was saying—"No problem, it’s a trifling matter."
"It would be nice if you could speak normally, Hanami."
The monk smiled bitterly.
"Oh, right." Luohu remembered something and asked, "What’s the name of Gojo Satoru’s disciple?"
The monk paused for a moment and informed Luohu.
"Reiger Brillhaut."
...
"Going out on a mission?"
When Gojo Satoru notified Reiger of this matter temporarily, the action he was handling paused slightly, and he turned his head to look at Gojo.
"Yes, it’s not very convenient."
With his blindfold back on, Gojo Satoru scratched his head, looking helpless.
The location was the outskirts of the Tokyo Metropolitan Sorcery Technical College, the forest clearing that Reiger and Gojo had been using recently.
The two continued training here as usual, but Gojo Satoru suddenly gave this notification, causing both to temporarily halt.
"Is it because of a mission?"
Reiger, not sweating, looked not at all like he underwent training, casually asking Gojo.
"Hmm, it seems like a case that only I can handle." Gojo Satoru maintained a troublesome expression, saying, "The world of sorcery lacks personnel, high-grade Curse Mages are only four... no, now there are five, but naturally, you don’t need to mention, the other three either have their responsibilities or... ugh, don’t bring it up."
"This incident has been deemed to require only high-grade Curse Mages to resolve. Sending a grade-one Curse Mage poses too much risk. I’m not in a condition where I can’t take on missions right now, so naturally, it falls to me."
"Fortunately, I’ve taught you enough, even without me, you should be able to continue."
"No problem." Reiger nodded, saying, "Then go." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
"I’ll rush back as soon as I can." Gojo waved his hand, saying, "There’ll be a test when I return. If you fail, your teacher Gojo will have to punish you with a killer move from a masterpiece."
"What’s the killer move from a masterpiece?"
"... Millennium Kill?"
"... I’ll hit you, you know?"
"Don’t!"
After bantering for a bit, the two finally separated.
Seeing Gojo leaving, Reiger fell into contemplation.
