Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

"Number 9 is now in first place. It only had a small advantage at the beginning, but now it is far ahead!"

Inside the racecourse, people are not allowed to make loud noises because they are afraid that the horses will be frightened. However, the anchors on the live broadcast platform across the screen are not so taboo and explain it very enthusiastically.

"So far ahead! My family."

Isayama Nomei held his mobile phone in his hand and played the scene from the live broadcast room. The anchor's face was red and he was obviously very excited.

“It was way ahead of the pack on the first lap, and my God, it was even further ahead on the second lap.”

Not only the anchors are like this, but the barrages in the live broadcast room are all saying "far ahead", and the screen has been flooded with "far ahead".

"No. 9, he crossed the finish line far ahead of the others."

Regarding this result, Isayama Nomei seemed to have expected it and was not surprised at all.

And the broccoli kid who was forced to bet with Isayama Norimei was also in disbelief, looking at the No. 9 horse in the field that had reached the finish line.

The figure of Horse No. 9 appeared on the oversized LCD screen.

"How can it be."

He stepped on the railing and almost pushed half of his body out. He couldn't believe what he saw, how could this happen.

"How could it be No. 9 who is so far ahead?"

Broccoli Little Guitou's worldview collapsed, and he had doubts about his own vision for the first time.

At first, the horses No. 4, 5, and 6 were the most optimistic about the horse. The winning order of the field was also arranged in this way. The horse No. 4 would be the champion because the pedigree of the horse No. 4 was pure. The horse's sire and grandfather were both international champions.

Horse number 4 has won first place several times in other countries. But such a horse was eliminated by a disabled horse that was shaking the lead. It was really disappointing.

"What spell did you use?"

"Or magic?"

Suo Jinji's eyes widened, but he didn't notice it at all. Instead, he felt a little tired because he kept looking at the middle of the field. To be honest, he never focused so much on his opponent's cards when he was on the card table.

Because I was forced by two monsters, I felt particularly insecure. So even if he was forced to make this bet, Shokinji had to ensure that the gamble was fair.

At least when losing, Shiro Kinji can calm down a little bit.

But looking at it with concentration, Sheng Jinci didn't notice any problems on the racecourse.

It was a very normal competition. It seemed that no tampering was done, and No. 9 was always far ahead, from the beginning to the end of the game.

Although he was obviously disabled, he started killing indiscriminately as if he were a god descending to earth.

"As you can see, we are just two ordinary uncles."

Faced with the kid's doubts, Isayama Nomei spread his hands and made a very innocent gesture.

"That's just a bit of interest in horse racing."

"fraud."

Naturally, Shokinji would not believe his lies. There was a 99.9% chance that the situation on the court was caused by this uncle with a very charming smile.

Someone bumped into someone else, causing the passers-by to drop their wallets and money, but the person who was bumped still started to apologize, then grabbed the little guy wearing glasses next to him and ran away.

Speaking of which, the old man wearing a blue suit, with a big back and two mustaches was really miserable. The total 2,000 yen in his wallet looked like the personal money he had saved secretly on weekdays, and it was really miserable. .

"No. 9 won, as agreed."

Isayama Nomei said calmly.

"Admit defeat, kid."

"Oh, it's up to you."

Sheng Jinci let out an unhappy "tsk" and then sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Uncle, I'll kill you or chop him into pieces. It's up to you."

The opponent's strength far exceeds his. In fact, this guy doesn't even have the capital to resist.

"It's nothing to embarrass you."

Isayama Nomei shook his head

"The elementary school you are studying in now should be for ordinary people. It is not suitable for you who have the qualifications of a magician."

"So my "expectation" for you is to change to a different school when you graduate from junior high school, and that school will be designated by me."

Isayama Nomei planned to take this little gambler to the Tokyo Conjuring College for further study.

"After you graduate from there, come work for me again."

"Don't worry. If you can come to work here, I don't know how many people have struggled to squeeze in."

"that's all?"

Shokinji's eyes widened.

"Yes, that's it."

Isayama Nomei patted the kid on the head, which made Shokinji feel very uncomfortable.

"This is the first time we've met. Could it be that I suddenly got up and did something bad to you?"

"Don't think too highly of yourself, kid."

"And the "contract" has come into effect."

"Contract Master" Isayama Norimei's new routine, [Tongue of Disaster], no one would want to try it a second time.

"Remember, never violate or deviate from the route I have planned for you."

Isayama Nomei suddenly saw Fushiguro coming back with a suitcase in his sight, which contained the winnings he won by betting on number nine.

"Otherwise the consequences will be serious."

Shokinji swallowed a sip of saliva. The unlucky boy seemed to be stunned by Isayama Nomei, and his body was shaking like a sieve.

It was obvious that Isayama Nomei's terror had been deeply imprinted on this kid's mind, leaving an indelible shadow.

Shokinci said fearfully

"Um."

"Goodbye, kid. At your age, you should avoid running to places like this."

After giving the instructions, Isayama Nomei simply left.

With his character, he is only suitable for being left alone. Not suitable for captivity.

Isayama Nomei walked to Fushihei Shiji, and the two walked in tandem.

"Are there any other events?"

Isayama Nomei asked Fuhei Shire

"Gone."

"I just feel strange why you are so interested in that brat."

Fushiguro felt that there must be deep meaning behind Isayama Nomei's every move.

"Invest, invest."

Isayama Nomei imitated the look he had when Fushiguro sermonized him in the audience. Holding a lottery ticket in his hand, he waved it.

"When you see a good prospect, you will always want to place a little bet on him."

"Is that kid very talented in spells?"

"He obviously looks like a little gambler."

"Indeed, I feel that his talent is at least beyond 98% of the current spellcasters, and is much stronger than them."

Isayama Norimei did not deny it

But what really made Isayama Norimei stick to his point of view was the fleeting appearance of [Spirit Vision] again.

He saw a man with a bare upper body and scars all over his body.

He clearly looks like the grown-up Shokinji, but the smile on his face is particularly exaggerated, his mouth is wide open, and his whole body is twisting with a strange frequency, doing a rather magical dance.

He was still moving, his body was still twisting and turning, and his two fingers were still making gestures.

Coupled with the burst of green magic power, the different actions put together in just a few seconds made Isayama Nomei feel very high.

Although the process was very magical, Isayama Norimei could still tell at a glance that it was a realm.

Being able to open a field is already quite a proof of Suo Jinji's talent, and his future achievement will be at least the level of a special magician.

"Anyway, just remember, I never make investments without returns."

"How about it? If I say number nine, it will be number nine."

Although Isayama Norimei did not place a bet, he did enjoy the so-called right above all rules during the process.

"How about you, you can make money by following me."

"Today should be the day you make back all the money you have lost."

"Yes, boss."

Fuheishier smiled.

Today Isayama Nomei really taught Fushiguro a good lesson on what rights are.

The boss didn't do anything to let Nine win, he just made a phone call.

Since Isayama Norimei did not shy away from Fushiguro when he made the call, the conversation was also heard.

"Hey, do the Kamo family have shares in Tokyo International Racecourse?"

"Oh, you have it now, right?"

"Then I understand."

"By the way, I quite like the number nine today, what do you think?"

With just four seemingly few sentences, the course of today's game completely changed, and it also changed the fate of quite a few people.

This time, quite a few old gamblers are scolding their mothers for losing money.

This really made Fuheishier, who only had a knife in his hand as a backing, see different rules of the game.

Seeing the big from the small.

"How can the power of the magic world be used like this when it is reflected in reality?"

Indiscriminate use of the influence of the conjuring community

"The boss is doing this alone."

"Or is everyone doing this?"

"This gameplay is too scary."

Fuhei Shi'er is the least popular one in the Zen Yuan family, and others won't take him with them when they play.

A phone call from the boss directly offset all the losses that Fuheishier, an old gambling dog, had made, whether it was betting at the racecourse, rowing track or other places, not to mention all the losses, and there was still some profit. .

But let Isayama Norimei explain himself, he would not admit it. He was just curious about the composition of the Kamo family's assets, so he simply made a phone call to inquire, and had absolutely no other unnecessary thoughts.

The efficiency is quite high. Isayama Nomei just showed interest in this racecourse, and the Kamo family almost didn't let him wait, and they took ownership of the entire racecourse in one fell swoop.

Whether it's horse betting, football betting, or anything else, there's basically a shady story behind it, and there's a lot of room for movement, but it's not usually so ugly. Although cutting flesh with a dull knife hurts, it won't be so fatal all at once.

One word can make his subordinates willingly offer up the family's hen that lays golden eggs. This is the dominance of the Kamo family, the three major families in the neon millennium magic world, over the financial world.

The Kamo family is still aloof from the other two families and does not want to be contaminated by the smell of worldly copper. The Kamo family was the first to carry out reforms, the first to modernize and enter the banking industry.

Such progress has developed to the present, and then Fuheishier saw it. All it takes is one phone call and things will develop according to Isayama Norimei's expectations.

Fuheishier suddenly felt that gambling was no longer interesting to him.

"I originally thought about betting on horse racing in the morning, rowing in the afternoon, and going to the casino in the evening. I would make exactly three times the money and three times the salary at the end of the day."

"But boss, when you take me to eat meat, I feel like the little money I "earned" there is not even soup. It's like I heard a noise."

Fuheishier was deprived of his hobbies, and he didn't know what to do for a while, and what other way for him to relax.

"That's fine. The money I gave you is not wasted on a place like this."

Isayama Nomei didn't pay much attention to the old gambling dog's words of temporary repentance.

What he revealed to Fuheishi'er was the inside story of an industry, which brought him a long way into the world. A man of such an age would not even know it even if he was being ripped off day by day.

If you tell me, you will be laughed at by others. Dangtang [Heaven and the Tyrant] will lose every bet. I don’t know how many people have laughed their teeth off.

Also, Isayama Norimei sneered at this guy who looked like he had changed his ways. I would definitely not come next time.

If the idea of ​​gambling was so easy to give up, there would not be so many tragedies in the world such as the separation of wives and broken families.

In the next few days, you might be able to see this man wandering around at a rowing track or racetrack.

"Since you don't have anywhere you want to go."

Isayama Ken mused that it was still early today anyway, so since he was out, he might as well take a walk.

Furthermore, I came out once in a while and met someone like Shokinji, who gave Isayama Norimei some ideas.

Human potential is unlimited, and being treated as a blood slave to Isayama Nomei seems to have increased his strength, but in fact the upper limit has already been restricted by an invisible framework.

If you can't expand your domain when you awaken, you probably won't be able to do it in the future. This kind of kid is still valuable for training.

"Then let me take you to another place."

"Where?"

The two of them came to the parking lot, Isayama Nomei got into the driver's seat of a car, and Fushiguro Shiji sat in the passenger seat.

The reason for this situation is simply that the bastard uncle can't drive a car and doesn't have a driver's license.

Then his boss needs to give it to him and in turn drive the car for him.

Isayama Norimei drives a pure black BB version, which is hard to find in the pocket. I feel that I am too high to reach. Now it seems like that, even because of the double door design, it feels a bit anti-human.

He put on his seat belt and smiled mysteriously at Fuheisher.

"your home."

"my home?"

Fuheishier pointed at himself in surprise, his face very surprised.

He thought he heard it wrong, but the boss's words were obvious.

"right."

Isayama Nomei nodded and repeated the sentence again

"You don't know the last time you came home."

Isayama Nomei clearly remembered what this guy said specifically before he was about to kill him.

It is said that Isayama Norimei will deal with his own kid. If his kid is sent to Zenyuan's house, he will naturally become the next head.

Everyone knows what happened later. Fushiguro, who was seriously injured and dying, was saved by Isayama Nomei. And from then on, he was completely bound to him and became Isayama Nomei's subordinate, unable to betray him again, until today.

"You bet dog, if one person is full, the whole family will starve to death, right?"

Behind Fuheishier's useless appearance is a scumbag father of two children.

Isayama Nomei checked and found that he originally had only one son, but Fushiguro Shiji adopted a daughter, so he could be considered a son and a daughter.

But this guy has never fulfilled any responsibilities as a father. Even if he was revived by Isayama Nomei, he never showed repentance or made up for the idea of ​​taking a good look at his children again before he died.

The two children were left alone to fend for themselves there. The children's mother, Fuhe Shi'er's remarriage partner, left some pocket money for the siblings.

So I won't starve to death because my parents are missing, but I guess the money will be gone soon.

Speaking of which, Fuheisher’s remarriage partner is dead?

Why Fuhei Shi'er never looked for her, but kept looking for those confidants who were married to him in the water.

It feels like I have never heard Fushiguro mention it before, and Isayama Norimei is not a boss who likes to inquire into the privacy of his subordinates.

Anyway, according to Fuheishier's description, the two children in his family are very talented in spells and have quite outstanding talents.

Isayama Nomei wanted to see what it was like to be praised so highly by Fushiguro Shiji.

"Now I will take you home personally."

"Sorry, boss."

I don’t know if it’s just because I’m afraid of trouble, or because I hate my little kid? Fuheishier's performance was quite resistant anyway.

He felt that he would rather fight with Nori Isayama again than return to his former home to see his children.

Beads of sweat appeared on Fuheishier's face and he said some evasive words.

"I suddenly felt a little unwell."

Regarding this bastard and scumbag father who can no longer be described, Isayama Norimei’s answer is very simple, just two words

"Bear it."