Hunting High School

An elf draped in fine gauze, with light blue light emanating from his body, carefully held the long-necked glass bottle and poured bright red drink into the tall Burgundy cup on the tray.

Matthew Karen moved his nose slightly, smelling a charming fragrance.

The blood of a twelve-year-old virgin is a delicacy for nobles under the moon.

The freshman from Jiuyou Academy sat on a chair stiffly, holding a glass in both hands, trying his best to show his own cousin the elegance and nobility that the Karen family should have.

On the opposite side of him, Sir Friedman did not notice the sensitivity in his cousin's demeanor.

A few palm-sized elves in light blue dresses were gently holding one of his arms, and one of the elves held a warm towel and gently wiped the remaining juice on his hands.

With his other hand, he was slowly turning over a black classic on the desk.

A sentence caught his eyes inadvertently.

"...you are the salt of the earth. If the salt loses its taste, what can be done to make it salty again? It is useless any more, so it has to be thrown out and let people trample on it."

"It's useless." The boss of the Alpha Academy looked at these words thoughtfully.

Before Matthew's visit, Sir Friedman was thinking of a trouble.

Word had spread throughout the school that Arthur Ness, that idiot, had stumbled at the hands of several freshmen. His old opponents hurriedly sent invitations to the freshmen, waiting to see the jokes.

How to downplay this matter is really annoying.

Of course, Arthur, that idiot, should have been instructed by others and was trying his best to elevate the identities of those freshmen.

It just doesn't look like the results are very satisfactory.

Sir Friedman sighed, and closed the "Bible" in his hand heavily.

"Next month will be the month of the First University Hunting Party. Do you have any plans?" Jazz raised his eyelids and looked at his cousin.

Matthew had just brought the wine glass to his mouth, but when he heard Sir's question, he immediately put down the glass again.

"I plan to form a hunting team myself to participate in the freshman competition at the school hunting meeting." The young vampire hesitated for a moment, and added: "If my cousin has any other arrangements, I will follow them."

"It's not necessary. I believe you can achieve good results in the freshman hunting fair." Sir Friedman's voice was clear, his articulation was very clear, and his speech was not fast: "There are very few nobles under the moon who are as motivated as you. You are a young man... I can't help but think of the hunting party in Budmington. His Excellency Arthur Ness, who participated in the hunting with us at that time, is about the same age as you. Although he is a short-lived species, there are many nobles under the moon. He doesn’t even have the adventurous spirit... I remember that you had a good conversation with him at that time.”

As he spoke, he nodded approvingly to Matthew.

Matthew sat on the chair with his back straightened, his hands were naturally placed on the armrests, and he calmly looked at the pair of blue eyes on the opposite side: "At that time, I had already received the admission letter from the First University... At that time, Arthur Lord Ness talked about the various requirements for admission to First University, which I am very interested in. His Excellency Adam from the Aub Rennes family is also nearby."

"Oh?" Friedman raised his hand with great interest, and a few elves standing in mid-air not far away nimbly flew in front of the two of them holding the fruit plate: "It's Mr. Adam Carlisle O'Brien Is it? I remember that several teachers mentioned this young man, saying that he has a good talisman talent."

"Yes, your Excellency Adam also entered the school this year. He has completely inherited the long and rich heritage of his mother's family, the Carlisle family. He has a superb rune talent. I believe that even the Taoist priest of Kunlun will be very pleasantly surprised when he sees it." Matthew raised his hands Holding a thin glass wine glass, he replied very respectfully.

"Speaking of Kunlun, I remember that there is a freshman this year who seems to have inherited some of the skills of this Sacred Land. It seems to be quite famous now." Friedman carelessly fiddled with the wine glass in his hand, staring at the slightly swaying I don't know what to think.

"Are you referring to Zheng Qing?" Matthew's heart was a little shy, even his own cousin knew about that guy.

But he immediately cheered up and straightened his body more and more: "He is my classmate. In my opinion, he does have a good foundation in talismans... It is said that he has received several invitation letters because of this."

"Oh!" Friedman nodded slightly: "Yes, I heard about it too."

"But this can't cover up the fact that he violated the nine school rules when he first entered school." Matthew seemed to sigh with some regret: "Jiuyou College started to rectify the school style at the end of last semester, and my poor classmate happened to hit the gun. The school work committee arranged a one-semester night patrol of Linzhong Lake."

"Oh?" Friedman seemed to be very interested in raising his head, and asked with great interest: "I remember that last semester, nine colleges dealt with three violations of school regulations, and one of the students who dueled in school was expelled from school. ... Of course, that incident was much more serious than that, after all, a descendant with ancient blood was seriously injured in the duel."

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"Zheng Qing's punishment should be lighter. After all, they didn't take out the own book for classmate own." Matthew breathed out carefully, and then showed a worried look on his face: "I heard that Arthur Lord Ness was also in that conflict, so he has nothing to do with it."

"It doesn't matter," Sir Friedman comforted: "Alpha College has always cared for its own students, let alone our students who have been hurt... those freshmen should really thank Sir Arthur, if it wasn't for him Refusing the right to continue to pursue the lawsuit, I think the Student Arbitration Committee will definitely give them a red notice."

"Yes, we must strictly stop this kind of behavior that hurts students in the same school." Matthew was very happy that he had reached an agreement with Friedman. He lowered his head and took a sip of the red drink. Excited and trembling slightly.

Being able to reach an agreement with the future senator of the next month's parliament on certain opinions and get his affirmation, Matthew feels that his own pride has returned.

This is so much more than those invitations!

The young vampire was secretly smug.

Unknowingly, the sun outside the window is very westward.

Sir Friedman picked up the book in his hand again, leaned to the side, and looked at Matthew apologetically: "The windows in this room are a bit on the side, so the light is not very good when the sun goes down, I hope it will not affect it. your turn."

Matthew immediately stood up a little cautiously, nodded politely and said, "I'm already very disturbed by bothering you for so long. If there is no other order, please allow me to say goodbye."

Jazz also stood up, put the book in his hand on the big red desk, and comforted him: "It's okay, just as I expected, it's a very pleasant conversation with you...I've learned a lot."

The young servant outside the house seemed to have received the news, and appeared at the door of the lounge in time, holding Matthew's black coat in his hand.

Matthew got dressed under the servant's stiff service, saluted the knight again, and then exited the spacious lounge under the servant's guidance.

"I hope you won't be so restrained when you come here next time, just treat this place as Karen Castle... We have the same original blood flowing in our bodies, this lounge is mine, and naturally it is yours too."

Before leaving, Sir Friedman looked at his cousin gently, his tone full of encouragement:

"In the future, if you want to read books, do experiments, or drive ladders, you can just use this lounge."

This made the young freshman tearfully grateful.

It wasn't until he walked out of Friedman's room that he remembered why he had come to find his cousin.

However, when he thought of the sense of accomplishment that he had reached agreement with his cousin on some opinions, he suddenly felt that he didn't need any advice.

I am a noble blood race, and I don't need the approval of those wizards.

With an inexplicable sense of pride, Matthew turned into the corridor leading to the school with dignified steps.

After seeing off the guests, Friedman walked slowly to the own balcony, squinting at the soft sunset.

"If that young man from Jiuyou Academy had dealt with one or two wandering wild monsters during his patrol... surely he would be more famous." Jazz seemed to be talking to himself.

Every year, there are always a few lucky and poor wild monsters running wild on the campus of First University.

There are always a few unlucky ghosts who are attacked by these wild monsters.

So, the hatred between wizards and monsters is not unreasonable, Jazz shook his head and sighed slightly.

"Yes, Master." The young man with curly hair and gray eyes bowed his body slightly, and said mechanically: "Twenty years ago, there was a wild cat that ran into the First University; There are two freshmen, belonging to Alpha Academy and Jiuyou Academy."

"Poor child." Sir Friedman turned back into the room sadly, took the book in the hand of the manservant, and sat back in his own chair.

If you catch a wild monster, then Zheng Qing's reputation will be even greater, and the conflict between Arthur Ness and him will be more diluted, and your own reputation should not be damaged; if you can't catch it, the wild monster will not capture the wizard alive , then an injured or dead student should cause chaos in the school for a long time.

Who will remember poor Lord Ness then.

"He loved us and saved us from sin with his own blood." Sir Friedman opened the Bible in his hand, very satisfied with his perfect disposal.