Hunting High School

Beita Town, Pedestrian Street.

Wandering bar.

In a secret reception room on the second floor.

Soprano stood behind the small bar and picked a bottle from the wine chef behind him. The bottle contained a grass-green liquid. Even without heating, it was always bubbling and bubbling.

The size of the reception room is not large, but it has all the internal organs, such as the jujube wood wine kitchen, exquisite bar counter, glass tea table, large dragon leather sofa, Persian plush carpet, and high-quality dracaena hanging on the wall and ceiling. Firefly.

Compared with the fireflies outside the reception room, the fireflies here are much stronger in size and brightness. And they are quieter, they know how to lie down on the spot and suck the vine juice, and they will not climb around on the vines and affect the lighting effect.

Soprano is entertaining a guest.

It was behind the glass coffee table, Arthenes, who was fidgeting at the moment.

Although many people in the school think that Arthenes is an idiot, the fact that he is only slightly 'reckless' does not mean that he has no brains.

As an old student who has spent two years in the First University, and as the heir of a small family, Arthenes may not be very talented in magic, but he has a very keen sense of smell in certain aspects.

For example, self-positioning.

It is true that he sometimes feels that he is quite a character, but this confidence is mainly aimed at those wizards with no background and white background, or those young boys who have just entered school for more than half a year. Even if he stumbled on Zheng Qing twice in a row, it didn't consume much of his confidence.

Because students like Zheng Qing are one of the few after all, how many students will be included in the Major Arcana list by the magic wand in the first grade? For hundreds of years, there was none.

Therefore, there is no shame in falling under Zheng Qing's hands.

Arthenes's positioning of own is also very clear: the "middle class" of the wizarding world. To use a more vivid metaphor, he is probably like a "squire" or "subordinate" in an ancient feudal dynasty. He can rely on the needs of the "ruling class" to pretend to be a tiger, but he is definitely not a "ruling class".

The "ruling class" here is placed in the first university, which is Lei Zhe, Augustus, and a small group of students from the three masters of will, Friedman and Soprano.

It is precisely because of this 'self-knowledge' that Arthur is restless at this moment.

Because he didn't know what the famous head of Cheung Kei Club, McKinsey Plano, wanted to call himself into this reception room. Theoretically, he didn't have the capital to be Soprano's guest, let alone let Soprano make drinks for himself. If it was Sir Friedman, maybe he could have such a face.

Furthermore, while both were students of the Alpha Academy, Arthur was Sir Friedman's man from the start, as the students at the Castle knew.

What if Soprano wanted to betray the Jazz?

Thinking of this possibility, Arthenes couldn't help but feel a sense of depressive entanglement. On the one hand, he is excited that he can get such a "favor" from Soprano; on the other hand, he is also apprehensive about his own ability. He felt that he was not the kind of guy who could be a "room".

He couldn't help cursing Gen Kitano in his heart, if it wasn't for the wizard from the ninja family who wanted to sell something in the homeless bar, he wouldn't follow him, and naturally he wouldn't be caught by Soprano.

Having said that, Arthenes vaguely remembers that Kitano Gen has a brother named Kitano Kiri, who seems to be one of Soprano's subordinates, who owes Cheung Kei a large sum of money for unknown reasons, and Kitano Gen has been living with him recently. Tight.

Was it because of this that Soprano had locked himself here? Then I have to clarify that Gen Kitano is just a subordinate of own, and his debt has nothing to do with him.

While Arsenes was thinking wildly, Soprano, who was standing behind the small bar, was not idle.

He poured the bottle of bubbling and bubbling green wine into two transparent glass wine glasses, took out a dry short-handled stainless steel colander from the cabinet, put it on the wine glasses, and put a white square in the middle of the colander. sugar.

Then the fat wizard stuffed two wine glasses under a tall glass dripping pot placed at the end of the bar, and unscrewed the two small taps on the base of the dripping pot.

The ice water in the jug slowly falls drop by drop under the action of gravity, soaking the white sugar cube, and slowly seeping into the wine glass under the sugar. Under the stimulation of the ice water, the bubbling blue wine turned into layers of fish-belly white.

"Do you know why I called you here?"

Soprano's slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded in this small reception room, which startled Arthur, who was thinking wildly, and immediately sat up straight.

"I have no money!" He yelled reflexively.

The fat wizard glanced at him in surprise: "I didn't intend to ask for your money... I just invited you up for a drink. By the way, I listened to an alpha senior chattering."

Ashenes realized what he said just now, and felt ashamed immediately, and closed his mouth tightly.

Soprano twitched the corner of his mouth, unbuttoned his collar, and twisted his neck.

He felt that the air in the room was a bit stuffy:

"I don't like Green Bee because it's too frivolous."

"I don't like Amber light either, because it's too expensive...I'm a layman, a layman who doesn't fit in with Alpha Fort."

"Although you are not from Cheung Kei Club, as a second-year student, you must know my ideal."

"The Hemophilia needs change, Alpha needs change, and our wizarding world needs change too."

"Change is not a sweet and sour green bee, nor is it a rich and rich Amber light. Change is a bitter, hard-to-drink absinthe."

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"That's why, I like this wine."

The ice water in the dripping pot dripped faster and faster, and the absinthe in the two glasses gradually turned milky white. With a snap of his fingers, Soprano ignited the last tuft of sugar remaining in the spoon, then tilted the spoon, stirring it straight into the milky liquid.

"...Actually, I prefer the rough drinking method of Bohemians." Soprano pushed a glass of absinthe that he had prepared in front of Arthenes: "But since we are treating guests today, it will naturally take a little Be dignified."

"hope you do not mind."

Holding the wine glass, Arthenes shook his head frantically, fearing that Soprano would think he minded if he slowed down a bit.

The fat wizard twitched the corner of his mouth again, took the spoon out of the cup, and knocked on the wooden bar table. While knocking, he whispered in rhythm with the knocking:

"Albertson, Albertson, those little green elves."

"Dancing on ice, reckless in wine."

"Indulge in their deepest desires and pursuits."

"Indulge in the fiery passion deep within their contents..."