Hunting High School

"right here?"

"Yes, sir."

"Death breath...very fresh Death breath."

"We didn't kill any game, sir."

"This is what we believe... It is impossible for such a dirty magic residue to have a relationship with my lovely students."

"Are those upgraded Gatrassies dead?"

"We shouldn't rule anything out."

In the empty hunting ground, there was a faint conversation between Hilda and Zheng Qing in a low voice, other than that, there was no movement at all, showing a surprisingly dead silence.

Even a semi-abandoned hunting ground should not be so quiet.

Zheng Qing noticed this and immediately reported it to the teaching assistant.

"Don't worry, this place is still within the envelope of the school's guardian circle." Hilda squatted on the ground, touched her earrings, and murmured: "Obviously, a tragic magic shock erupted here .Those sensitive little bugs burrow into the dirt early in the morning and play dead...or really die."

As he spoke, he poked his finger on the ground and pulled out a black beetle with all four legs in the air. The teaching assistant squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the magic patterns left on the dead bug.

Zheng Qing watched this scene worriedly, always feeling that Hilda would stuff the worm into her mouth and chew it, and then tell him how long the worm had been dead.

Fortunately, Mr. Teaching Assistant obviously still had a clear consciousness and did not make such a move.

"Get rid of the borers, and the thieves."

Hilda murmured an unfamiliar spell softly, and gave the own judgment: "Very classic insect-killing spell... It seems that the master who created this upgraded didn't intend to let even a small bug watch the own experiment. You can leave this place Hunting grounds, very lucky."

"experiment?"

Zheng Qing thought about the discussions before the Forgiveness Hunting Team, and couldn't help interrupting the teaching assistant: "You mean those Getraxis are not caused by monsters, but wizards are doing experiments? Are they wizards from the school?"

Hilda dropped the worm, buried it again in the soil, covered it carefully with soil, and chanted a few mantras.

Then he stood up, looked back at Zheng Qing, patted the dirt on his hands, and said to him from left to right: "As I said before... we should not rule out any possibility."

Zheng Qing felt that more than one wizard had said this sentence to himself - the wizard's caution was fully expressed in this sentence, even if he was a star person.

"Okay, the assisting investigation is over here, you can go back." Hilda waved his hand, signaling Zheng Qing to leave on his own. After a while, he raised his head, looked at the still hesitant wizard, and raised his eyebrows: "Why?" , do you want me to send you off?"

"No, no, no," the young public finance student waved his hands again and again, hesitating, and finally made up his mind, and asked cautiously, "I mean, the person who did the experiment, do you have any speculation?"

"Experiment? What experiment?"

The teaching assistant made a blank expression, as if he wasn't the one who said these two words just now: "Where is the laboratory? What is the experimental project? What is the purpose of the experiment? I don't know what you are talking about...you are a student , your task is to study and take exams."

"As well as the captain of the Forgiveness Hunting Team." Zheng Qing cleared his throat, and added solemnly: "The official hunting team, registered with the school hunting committee, was the champion of last year's freshman competition, and this year's hunting team participated in the Battle of Hell... …an important function of the Hunting Party is to hunt down dark wizards who violate the Wizarding Code."

"Ha! What a scary resume. Shall I ask you to sign it?" Hilda waved her hand impatiently, her nose ring, lip ring, and earrings jingling: "Go, go, you're not here. It's over."

"Your hunting team still has mission records, so you can shine in this year's school hunting competition." Another black-robed wizard patted the young wizard's shoulder and comforted him: "You should carry out proper hunting in a suitable hunting ground." quests. Like hunting a pack of slugs, or slaying a Welsh green dragon... The world is your oyster (the w

Orld is your oyster)... With luck, maybe you can win a championship in this year's school hunting competition. "

"I think we can do something more meaningful." The young wizard murmured.

"Do you think it's pointless to be a student?"

"That was not what I meant……"

"Nothing has absolute meaning, student." The teaching assistant shrugged and said earnestly: "There is no hunting monsters, no hunting criminals, no being a teacher or being a student... If you don't understand this, it means that you still need to learn more about magic." Do more hard work on philosophy, or ask Lao Yao more...if you still have the courage to go to his office now."

This is making fun of the news that was spread as a rumor.

Zheng Qing laughed dryly.

"For you, being a qualified student in school is the most meaningful thing." Hilda finally concluded, pushing Zheng Qing's shoulders, and looked back at her companion: "I put this trouble Throw it back...you stay where you are, don't run around, keep in touch at all times."

"Hey! Don't raise the flag!"

The other black robe looked around uncomfortably: "Listening to your last sentence, I always feel like I'm going to get a lunch box in a second. Let's send him back together."

As he spoke, he put his other hand on Zheng Qing's shoulder.

"You are too timid!" Hilda raised her eyebrows.

"It's not timidity, it's prudence." The companion shook his head and denied.

Hilda touched the earrings, and said indifferently: "It's up to you... It's true that the older Rivers and Lakes is, the less courageous it is. It seems that you chose to stay in school was wise. You are so courageous that you can't adapt to the new world. war……"

"I don't like to fight and kill all day either... Be quiet, the migraine you've been nagging about is about to attack!"

The three figures blurred and disappeared together with their chatter. The night wind blew past, and the whole hunting ground became clean again, empty and dead silent.

After a while.

Ten meters away from where Zheng Qing and the others left, a clump of lush bushes suddenly turned into black awns, dissipating in the dense night, revealing several figures in black robes and crow masks.

"Why didn't you stop them?" The slightly shorter figure whispered to the companion beside him.

"For safety." The leading crow mask explained patiently: "...Our influence on the guardian circle cannot completely cover up a fierce battle. And they have not touched dangerous content."

"That assistant is really lucky."

"Choosing to trust luck in this kind of thing is not entirely the right approach. A wiser choice is to stay away from danger. Just like the black robe... It will allow us to live longer in this dangerous game. "