Transform into a magical girl after getting off work

The footsteps in the corridor on the first floor stopped.

Two figures in black robes lifted their heads, looking warily towards the staircase on the second floor.

There, Bai Jingxuan lay motionless on the ground, not wanting to get up like a turtle retracting into its shell.

Although she also knew it was futile, whether feigning death or pretending ignorance, it could not change the fact that she had already been exposed. But to fail to escape in this manner was still something she found hard to accept.

For her old illness to recur at such a time was incredibly inconvenient.

The condition she suffered from was a congenital disease that hospitals could not diagnose, with unknown triggers, and no similar cases in her family's genetic history, yet it occurred exclusively in her.

The clinical manifestation of the disease was what she was experiencing now: her limb muscles suddenly lost control, accompanied by weakness, as if partially paralyzed. Unlike traditional epilepsy, Bai Jingxuan's thinking remained clear during these episodes, and she could normally perceive time and changes in her external environment.

The seizures were unpredictable, and no known medication could alleviate them. The only consolation was that the disease usually affected only the skeletal muscles and typically lasted only a few minutes; Bai Jingxuan remembered hearing from a caregiver that if the disease had affected her heart muscle, she might not have lived this long.

And now, having a seizure at such a critical moment, it made no difference which part of her body was affected—it was all the same for Bai Jingxuan.

The two figures in black robes who had heard the noise were already coming up the stairs, spotting her lying on the steps.

She even saw one of them pull out a device resembling a communicator and begin to report their discovery to someone.

She wanted to stand up and continue to escape, but the effects of her condition had not yet worn off, and it would be several minutes before her legs were back under control.

She tried to use her hands to support her body and crawl, but she could not possibly be faster than two fully able-bodied humans.

She was probably beyond help, being found by these people was unlikely to be a good thing; it was just a pity she had not yet become a Magical Girl.

Bai Jingxuan thought.

No longer struggling, she closed her eyes, accepting her fate.

Then, a pair of hands passed under her armpits, lifting her high.

Immediately after, she felt herself being turned sideways, as if someone had hoisted her onto their shoulder.

"It's not time to give up yet!"

A somewhat shaky voice called out by her ear.

Opening her eyes, she saw the rapidly receding corridor and the two figures in black robes chasing from a distance.

Hadn't she been caught by them?

Bai Jingxuan was momentarily stunned, unable to comprehend her situation, and tried to twist her head to look at the person carrying her. Even though she could only see the back of his head, the vaguely recognizable silhouette allowed her to identify who it was.

"Uncle Tian?"

It was a male caregiver named Tian Sheng, who though not responsible for her regular care, was someone she had encountered frequently and was quite familiar with.

But where did he come from, and why was he taking her away?

She did not ask this question, so Tian Sheng wouldn't know her thoughts. But perhaps coincidentally, Tian Sheng was also pondering the same thing:

Why was he fleeing with this child? Why had he emerged from that storeroom?

Wouldn't it be better to stay hidden inside and wait for rescue? Why come out looking for death?

He recognized Bai Jingxuan and knew of the child's ordeals, indeed holding a degree of sympathy for her. However, this level of sympathy was far from enough to risk his life for her.

But when he was hiding in the storeroom and saw the child lying motionless on the stairs, as if seeking death, his feet moved first.

He pushed open the door that had only been left ajar and rushed forward with large strides.

Before the terrorists could catch the girl, he hoisted her onto his shoulder, then began to sprint along the second-floor corridor.

Faced with the sudden appearance of Tian Sheng, the robed figures were only stunned for a moment before they began to move their feet, following without hesitation, and thus began a chase in the corridor.

Tian Sheng was not an athletic champion, his running speed not particularly outstanding compared to the average adult male, placing him at a disadvantage and in a passive position during the pursuit.

In contrast, the robed figures chasing him were clearly well-trained, their running speed surpassing Tian Sheng's. Hence, even though they started later, the distance between them kept shrinking.

Even more dangerously, when Tian Sheng glanced back, he noticed a purple-black glow flashing in the hands of a robed figure.

—That was a prelude to using Spell Techniques.

Looks like there's no dragging this out, he thought.

"Hold tight, I won't have time to come back for you if you fall off again! "

Ignoring the girl's confused shout, he loudly ordered her and then released his grip on Bai Jingxuan's jacket, instead clamping her lower legs in the crook of his arm while pulling out two cubical objects, resembling dice, from his front pocket.

These were the Spell Technique's media he'd prepared.

For a typical magician to study, master, and use Spell Techniques, some basic elements are necessary: Magic Power, soul, and media.

Magic Power is the energy source for the Spell Techniques, which activates and supplies Magic Power to trigger the Spell Techniques' inscription, enabling them to produce effects.

The soul is the mechanism for controlling the Spell Techniques, reliant on the soul's guidance to ensure the stability and direction of the Spell Techniques so that their final effect meets the user's requirements.

The media are the central hub for the operation of Spell Techniques. Magicians rely on previously collected materials and spend considerable Magic Power, physical effort, and time to carve the Spell Techniques' inscriptions, integrating the final outcome into a small device.

By comparison with modern firearms, Magic Power is the bullet, the soul is the hand, and the media is the firearm itself. It's only by pulling the trigger of the firearm with the hand that the bullet can be fired to inflict damage. Chapter Explore:

However, for magicians, their media, painstakingly inscribed with their own Magic Power, thus maintain extremely high consistency with their personal Magic Power waves and cannot be used by others.

Media also have durability, and as they are used more and more, their efficiency in releasing Spell Techniques decreases until they are eventually scrapped and unusable.

When that day comes, magicians can only once again create media for the corresponding Spell Techniques.

This has led to the relatively small number of magicians in modern society. To engage in the study of Spell Techniques, one needs to possess relatively superior innate Magic Power. Most ordinary people have too weak inherent Magic Power; secondly, one must have a high level of education to grasp the complex theories of Magic; thirdly, access to knowledge of Magic Spell Techniques; and on top of this, sufficient finances to buy the materials for making media. It is indeed exceedingly difficult.

As a result, many magicians who struggle to make ends meet have no choice but to take the criminal path.

Tian Sheng considered himself a law-abiding good citizen; he earned the money to buy materials from his own hard work, which is why his progress was relatively slow, and he had only just managed to step over the threshold of being an Observer.

There are three stages of strength for magicians: Observing, Contacting, and Controlling, and he was the most inexperienced novice in the first stage.

It was unrealistic to confront those terrorists head-on; what he could do was to buy a little more time.

And now, taking out his own Spell Technique media, he was about to use a Spell Technique even a novice could handle—Magical Barrier.