Chapter 754

Vodka, who was crying because of Naruto's cultural talent and felt life was meaningless, opened the door, only to be stunned, staring blankly like a silly goose at the center of the storm.

"... You broke through too?!!"

And it wasn't even a breakthrough from a formal mage's C-rank to B-rank, but directly crossing a major stage to reach A (early Third Rank, roughly Special Jonin)!!!

Damn, completely surpassing him; in the current world, he can be considered a high-level mage.

Is this Gin-boss?

There was no answer.

"So that's how it is?"

Feeling the emotions in his heart and looking at the electric light dancing on his palm, Gin slowly looked at Vodka's ridiculous T-shirt printed with the idol Lala-ko, and recalled what that Lord Luo Shu had once said.

Magecraft is not simply the power of wisdom, but the venting and manifestation of heart and emotion.

It is a power that belongs to "humans."

To master it, you must first become a person who can cry and laugh, a vivid person.

Not a tool...

Therefore, artificial intelligence with self-wisdom, killing tools brainwashed from childhood... and the past him, could not truly obtain the power of magecraft.

Vodka's innate magic circuits are an advantage, but a greater advantage relative to him is that he is more vivid as a person.

Organization tasks are just work to him; he has his own hobbies, his own obsessions, and possesses abundant emotions.

"Hahaha..."

Gin laughed in a low voice.

Laughing so heartily, so relieved.

Holy crap, Boss laughed.

Vodka felt his hair stand on end: "Don't be like this, Boss, don't be like this, I'm scared."

Naruto, who had come out at some point, also looked at him with concern.

"Eh, your old man has gone crazy too?"

A certain large fox watching the show was full of interest: "I knew he was holding his breath inside; this breakthrough is just like Fan Jin from the East who went crazy after passing the imperial examination."

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As if he had heard it, Gin's laughter stopped; he looked down at his long silver hair, grabbed it, held his palm like a knife, and cut it in two.

Goodbye, bloodless and tearless Gin.

Sporting a refreshing, silver-haired, layered cut, the man curled his lips into a smile: "Shall we go see a movie tonight? I remember the fourth part of the El-Melloi Case Files, the Rail Zeppelin, is out, right?"

Who are you?

Naruto rubbed his eyes, almost failing to recognize him.

"Holy crap, Annihilation Mage-Eye Kakashi?"

Vodka was dumbfounded.

Isn't this look the image of Hatake Kakashi, the honorary Earthling who shone brilliantly in the previous reality sniping battle against the Kings?

That person became famous in one battle, and the scarlet mage-eye he possesses has already been listed fourth on the Magecraft Association's Mage-Eye Ranking.

Just then, the ringtone from the day he shot his lover rang; it was the communication sound from the Boss.

The air suddenly quieted down.

Under the gaze of the two, Gin picked up the phone indifferently: "Anything, Boss?"

The other side fell silent.

Why does it feel like this bootlicking subordinate has a tendency to break free from the collar?

Forget it, it doesn't matter; he has no value anyway.

In any case, he must absolutely not have the possibility of summoning Abigail in the real world!!!

Federation.

In a certain luxurious manor.

Renya Karasuma in the darkness recalled the terror of that magic shadow, that strike that evaporated the sun falling on the Federation, the fearful roars and threats of those dozens of big shots from various countries whose feet-stomping could make the world tremble...

Renya Karasuma took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile, and even carried a hint of flattery: "A flickering spatial rift has appeared in Kyoto. The organization has members who have gone over; it seems to be the world of the brat you adopted, so we need a pillar of the organization like you to go take a look."

He knew it.

Gin's IQ is quite high; it's just that his wisdom usually tells him that using a gun directly is the best way to solve problems.

Because the more complex the scheme, the easier it is to reveal flaws.

Therefore, it is entirely possible that he guessed his intention. If he were to summon Abigail to descend, it's unknown whether Gin would die, but Renya Karasuma would definitely be blown to pieces by the high-level officials of various countries.

Silence.

A long time passed.

Under everyone's gaze, Gin said indifferently: "Yes, I understand."

"Boss..."

Vodka was speechless.

He thought Boss had changed; he didn't expect him to still be so obedient.

The Boss clearly feels Boss is a ticking time bomb, which is why he's preparing to throw him into another world.

Not to mention that a spatial rift isn't safe; it's a life-or-death situation.

Gin smiled and pressed his large hand on Naruto's head: "The problem with this brat ultimately needs to be solved in that world."

Naruto was stunned, turned his head, and rubbed his eyes.

So, this world is the best.

At the same time.

New Fuyuki outer ring.

Gojo Satoru, the former strongest jujutsu sorcerer, who was lazily sunbathing on a tatami mat, pushed up his blindfold and looked at the masked man in front of the woods.

"Hey, white-hair, I heard the spatial rift to your hometown has appeared, huh... Otsu."

414. The Unstoppable Great Era of Magecraft Heavens

Talk as if you aren't white-haired yourself.

The silver-haired man who was trying to replicate the Sky Curtain magecraft 【White Thunder】 paused, and then an extremely dazzling pale blue thunderbolt erupted from his fingertips, sweeping across the forest in front like a deep blue serpent.

Instantly.

Rolling air waves pushed away, soil and wood chips splashed, and a forest area of one acre was wiped out.

Not quite right; it didn't have that destructive power...

The man named Hatake Kakashi frowned and pondered.

Soon he reached a conclusion.

Magecraft is not simply drawing on the world's great source, but requires emotion.

This magecraft requires meditation, requires recalling the most painful moment of one's life, and imbuing that extreme negative emotion of wanting to destroy the world and ruin everything into the attack.

He nodded thoughtfully, but...

The dim, rainy night, the girl with tear-stained face, the arm belonging to himself that pierced her chest...

He... he couldn't do it!!!

Even just recalling it made him want to suffocate.

Kakashi walked back to the courtyard silently, took a sip of the local drink, and said indifferently: "So?"

Gojo Satoru took a bite of a skewer in a sloppy manner: "Of course, it's to go back, right? Don't you have anything you want to understand in that world?"

The air suddenly quieted down.

Gojo Satoru was stunned: "Holy crap, you really don't?!! That white-haired uncle who was with you is already preparing to go back."

"After all, it's Lord Jiraiya~"

Kakashi leaned lazily against the pillar supporting the eaves, looking up at the cloudless, deep blue sky.

Lord Jiraiya has traveled in this world for many years; I'm afraid he has gained a lot in terms of concepts and thoughts, and it's only natural that he has ideas and can't wait to realize them.

But he...

Gojo Satoru looked at him carefully.

It seems this guy has always been this lazy, unmotivated-looking person, although he will step up when people are in danger at critical moments.

So...