Cursed Sorcerer King Of The Arcana

Chapter 23

The rain was falling hard as the corpses struggled to move. Their hearing senses were in shambles due to too much noise cupped with their stupidity of low intelligence, well you get the picture of the undead crashing into everything.

Saeko: This is so much fun!

Saeko shouted as she stabbed her newly gifted katana, the Murata-tou into the mouth of an undead. The katana cut through flesh and bone like butter. It was given to her by Souichiro Takagi. The head of the Takagi household and Saya's father in exchange for Saya's protection and as a gift because her father had been his teacher in the past. Not Saeko cared that much about the information at the moment as she sliced the head of an undead separating it from its body with ease. She was dressed in a different attire compared to her other ones. She was wearing black pants that clung to her body showing off her sexy legs, with boots that had steel plating but were comfortable enough, and shin guards that looked to be made of strong yet flexible material, She wore a dark purple shirt, that was had the armour in it made of the same strong yet flexible material that her shin guards were made of giving her protection and keeping her flexibility. 

Gojo had decided it was time for them to learn about Cursed Techniques after the control of their cursed energy was at a suitable level. At first, he decided to teach them the curse technique for reinforcement to enhance the state of the object or person. In similar terms cursed energy is comparable to electricity, cursed techniques are the appliances that use that power to function. During this time Shizuka reversed the cursed energy creating positive energy and even seemed to have great control over it already from what he could see. So he decided to help her practice, in her words 'Healing Magic' and she wasn't that off the mark the only fact that remained was that actual healing magic used the outward source of magic and inward source of magic. That means a person needs to mix and balance out their inner magic reserves with the magic from the environment while also pulling the said external magic inside of them. This required extreme control over one's magic power, mind and body. One of the main reasons why people would rather bye healing potions because to find a magic user capable of using healing magic is equal to finding a country's worth of gold. 

When asked about his knowledge Gojo replied by merely saying.

Gojo: It's me. I know it all.

That got him off his back and he wasn't about to give any further explanations. 

Gojo practised his hand-to-hand combat with the undead. He was punching and elbowing them, crushing their skulls making sure to practice his movements. Due to infinity, there was not a single drop of rainwater nor a drop of rotten blood on him. He looked clean and fresh as he was this morning. He had his blindfold on keeping his eyes from overloading his brain, he had gotten used to the pain a long time ago but it's just convenient to keep them covered.

Taking a glance, he saw Saeko cut an undead in half from head to toe without any difficulty. With a move of his hand, he cleared the corpses swarming him turning into a paste. He slowly walked towards her. Saeko was panting hard trying to catch her breath, she sweated from the amount of energy she had been using to deliver her attack not to mention that her impressive stamina was now running a low having taken the toll yet despite all of this Gojo saw a large smile on her face, openly displaying her joy. 

Gojo: Having fun?

The white hair man leaned down and looked up at the sweating and smiling Saeko. Her eyes radiated her happiness. She hummed at his words not having much strength to use her vocal cords. 

Saeko: How...many...did you...get?

Saeko spoke the question in between her breaths as she rolled her shoulders, her legs felt like they would give in. Gojo raised a hand to his chin and thought for a second.