Asian Girl Completion Manual.

Chapter 93 29. Hiatt

An 80-minute class ended very quickly. When Fisher said "this class ends here", the students below who were still paying attention just now turned into zombies and slumped on the table powerlessly. In class, Fisher's one class was better than the other professor's two classes, expanding some of their current knowledge.

But now it seems that the content is placed a bit too much, and the burden on the students is a bit heavy. Let's improve it next time.However, the students here seem to be more resilient than the Royal Academy. After a class, they seldom get distracted. Although they were dissatisfied with Fisher's behavior in class at the beginning, they still have to attend the class and pass the exam.

Who is the degree verification performance point grading system of Saint Nari University? The degree certificate from A to D is no joke.

Fisher packed up his things, left the lecture theater, and walked towards the office building of the Academy of Magic.

He had only two classes at Saint Nari, or four classes a week.

One is for the basic introduction to magic in the first grade, and the other is for the advanced magic practice in the second grade.Today's class is over, he just needs to come back tomorrow, but running back and forth is too troublesome, I heard that Ken has arranged an office and a dormitory for him, so he is going to have a look.

Originally, I wanted to hold a research class on sub-races, but there was only one person in the whole school who signed up for the class. Even if Ken had adjusted the class limit to 10 students specially for Fisher, it was still not up to the standard, he could only Let it go.

Walking on the campus with a cane, when Fisher walked along the office buildings of science, literature, social science and economics to the end, he saw a one-story bungalow at the edge of the school. It's just outside the campus. If it wasn't for the "Magic School Office Building" sign hanging in front of it, Fisher must have thought this place was the guard's room.

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It seems that after Saint Nari University couldn't recruit professors, even the speed of building the office building of the School of Magic slowed down.It's no wonder that there are only a few teachers in the Magic Academy now, and they can't be used at all.

When Fisher walked in, a middle-aged man who was resting behind his desk wearing a blindfold heard the sound of the door opening, hurriedly took off the blindfold, and smiled when he saw a strange gentleman. He stood up and greeted Fisher.

"Ah, you must be the new professor of magic. I am also the teacher in charge of teaching basic introduction to magic. My name is Roger."

"Hello, Fisher."

"My God, I knew it was Mr. Fisher in his prime when I saw the faculty list. It's a great honor to see you, a young and promising scholar, in person, your desk Over there, don’t worry, the situation at the Academy of Magic is a bit hard to describe, but the treatment for us professors is still good.”

Guided by Roger, Fisher came to the door of an office near the window. The desks and the like inside were all newly placed. From the window here, one could just see the situation outside of Saint Nari University.I saw a small building not far from the university under the green hill outside, which seemed to be newly built.

Fisher looked at the building, and asked Roger behind him,
"What is that house for? I thought the council in this direction only approved the site for Saint Nari University."

"Ah, that." Roger looked at the direction, and then said, "It's the 'Southland Asian Race Protection Association', the site of the new party. I heard that their sign is that they have exchanges with our school, but they are here I haven’t seen any communication in more than a year, and I guess it’s just a show. By the way, I heard that there is a centaur from the Southern Continent living there, and I can often see her walking outside the yard.”

"so."

Fisher looked at the building in the distance and responded.

Roger didn't stay here for long, he helped Fisher tidy up a bit and then he was about to leave. He still had class at ten thirty.Fisher had nothing to do for a while, so he sat on the office chair and thought about the undead witch. She hid in the pink mansion, and needed someone familiar with the pink mansion to take Fisher in.

Like, that Trundle guy.

Tapping his fingers on the table, Fisher preliminarily confirmed the matter of contacting Trundle to go to the Pink Pavilion to find the Undead Witch.But it's better to be careful about this matter, it needs a little planning, he can't just go straight there.

According to the information obtained from Bart Witch, the Undead Witch is "protected" in the Pink Pavilion. There are many theories about the patron behind the Pink Pavilion. Some say it belongs to the old nobleman of Nali, and some say it belongs to a private businessman. Yes, some people said it belonged to the Nali Development Company, but they were not sure for a while.

But no matter who they are, they must have a purpose in protecting the undead witch. There is no free lunch in the world.It is possible for her to "sell herself to work" there to require her to do extra valuable work in return. Only in this way, the Pink Pavilion will take the effort to offend the Witch Research Council and protect her.

Therefore, looking for this undead witch can't be a surprise. Besides, that undead witch saw Fisher's face that day, but Fisher didn't know what she looked like, so even if he went there, he would definitely not be able to find her.

Thinking about the specific plan, Fisher turned his head and looked out the window, but suddenly saw a lady wearing a western dress and holding a small basket in her hand walking out of a building not far away. For the long ears that flap from time to time.

It was the same centaur female that Fisher had seen the other day when she was preaching at the New Party near the Royal Academy.

Fisher suddenly became interested. The last time he was preaching, there were a lot of people. Fisher couldn’t study this rare sub-human race. Now it seems that there are no people around, so Fisher hesitated. Suddenly, he turned out of the school directly from the office, and walked towards the distant building with a cane.

The house of the so-called Southern Continent Asian Race Protection Association looks very simple, with a low wall at the door, which is covered with various propaganda strategies of the New Party. Inside, the centaur hums softly and sits on four legs On the ground, the vegetables grown under the fence are picked by hand and put into small baskets.

"Hello."

"Wow!"

Fisher's sudden voice startled the centaur, she stood up suddenly, and her slender ponytail swayed behind the clothes covering her horse's body.She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was a human gentleman instead of a bandit or a ghost, and said to Fisher,

"Well, sir, if you are here for an interview, you have to wait for the staff of the association to come back."

She spoke cautiously, but Fisher shook his head with a smile,

"Is it because the New Party is afraid that you may say something wrong? Don't worry, like all Nali people, I don't care about this so-called association. I'm more interested in you."

"interested in me?!"

The centaur girl was stunned for a moment, then her face turned rosy, and the ponytail behind her swayed a few times along with the ears on her head.

"Well, I'm a scholar who studies subhuman races, and my name is Fisher. I've never seen centaurs in the Southern Continent before, but I didn't expect to see them in Saint Nari."

"Ah, my name is Hiatt, a centaur from the Whip Tribe in the Southern Continent." After hearing Fisher's name, she subconsciously performed a Nari etiquette. He said, "Didn't you think there are humans who study subhumans? I thought only businessmen cared about subhumans."

"Also, it's as likely as seeing you, a centaur, in Saint Nari."

Hiatt was amused by Fisher's joke, covered her mouth and laughed, and walked to the edge of the fence to get closer to Fisher.

She seemed to be the only one in this house, and Fisher didn't see any staff members. The entire "Southern Continent Asian Human Protection Association" was only this lonely centaur.

"So, why are there no centaurs in the Southern Continent?"

"Ah, that's because our tribe has been migrating all the time. We are a nomadic people and have no fixed settlements, but I won't tell you the law of our migration."

She blinked and said with a sly smile, but Fisher didn't care, nodded after thinking and skipped the topic.

The migration law of the centaur is definitely not as simple as Hijat said. Otherwise, even nomadic peoples would not have encountered a centaur for so long. It is normal for her not to tell a human about this secret. , Fisher did not intend to ask.

"Since it has been migrating, I guess part of the reason must be because of humans, otherwise we would not have seen one for so long. Then why did you appear here?"

Hiatt smiled and covered his chest,
"I voluntarily followed humans to this continent. Because even if we can hide now, there will be nowhere to hide one day. After realizing this, I felt the need to do something. I Came here with the wishes of several tribes, and the wishes of other demihumans in hiding, to bring peace to humans and demihumans."

"People from the New Party agreed to my request. They said they want more people in the Western Continent to hear our voice. For this reason, I also learned your human language."

She smiled proudly at first, but then her smile dropped slightly by an octave. She looked at the Conservation Association, which was empty but covered with other policy slogans of the New Party, and then said, "But now it seems that this It seems to be just wishful thinking. I thought that human beings have a huge resentment towards us demihumans, but I didn’t expect that neither the New Party nor other human beings actually care about us.”

Fisher didn't make any comments, and leaned against the wall after listening to remind,

"Isn't it too dangerous for you to say these words to me, a human being?"

After hearing this, Hiatt laughed and patted himself on the head,

"After all, it's been too long since I've met a human being interested in demihumans, so I said a little more unconsciously, sorry, wait."

She suddenly remembered something belatedly, and then looked at Fisher with a vigilant expression,

"You can't be lying to me, are you? In fact, you are not a scholar who studies demihumans at all, but a thief who wants to steal? Or a robber!"

"Steal what? Is there anything else to steal here besides food? Steal from you?"

Fisher was amused by her words, and said this to the funny centaur, but this made her step on the horse's hooves shyly, and crossed her waist at Fisher,
"What are you laughing at, what's wrong with stealing me? When I was in our tribe, I was the most beautiful and the fastest runner!"

Fisher did not question her gold content as the fastest-running centaur in the tribe. Anyway, she was the only centaur here, and she couldn't verify what she said.But if possible, it's better to study her. He is still very curious about the centaur species, after all, this is the first time he has encountered a live centaur species.

"The previous words are not lying to you. I am indeed a scholar who studies subhuman races. I am currently teaching courses at the University of Saint Nari there, so I estimate that there will be many opportunities to come here. I am very interested in centaurs, if possible I want to know more about you, is there anything you would like in exchange for research."

Hearing that Fisher wanted to know more about herself, her face turned rosy again unconsciously, but she had already confirmed that the other party was really interested in subhumans like centaurs and wanted to know more. After a moment of hesitation she agreed,
"Well, if I have nothing else to do here, you can come here at any time. Sometimes the New Party will ask me to give a speech or something. It's fine if you pay me. It's good if you can come and talk to me, but let's talk about it in advance. , I won’t say much about the Horde.”

Fisher nodded and agreed to her condition,
"Then it's a word."

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