Hunting High School

The "Sister Linda" that Xiao Xiao said is Xin Fatty's guide in the editorial department of the school newspaper. This year, she is a junior and only one and a half years away from graduation.

A year and a half, whether it is long or not, is not short.

For many students with excellent grades, the junior or even sophomore has already completed the credits and began to prepare for off-campus practical content—including but not limited to becoming a trainee member of an official hunting team and performing long-term tasks in the Silent Forest , on duty in an institution of the Wizarding Union, or travel to the new world, and so on.

This senior sister Linda has been preparing for off-campus practice in the second semester of her junior year, and she is already quite outstanding.

Zheng Qing doesn't have much impression of this senior, except for her name on the school newspaper and Fatty's occasional mentions, her blond appearance, her aura of turmoil at all times, and her silver high-heeled shoes .

Hearing Xiao Xiao's teasing, Xin Fatty rarely showed a trace of panic on his face.

"What senior sister? That's a senior of mine in the editorial department!" He waved his arms, his chubby face was red and blue, and he spoke quickly, looking a little sharp in the wind: "She plans to participate in the Silent Forest Long-term mission... Many students in the editorial department have given her gifts, so I will give her a bay laurel to wish her good luck... Is it strange?"

Zheng Qing looked at the fat wizard with a thought-provoking expression, and after a while, he smiled: "Did we say that this is strange? Does it make any difference for you to be called Senior Sister or Senior?"

Xiao Xiao also shook his head slightly, raised his hand to push his glasses, and sighed: "Tender, it's too tender. Tell you, if you want to chase girls, you can't do it like this..."

The fat wizard's face was blue, his figure rose silently, he didn't say a word, just put his head down, and strode towards the classroom, leaving the two roommates behind in an instant.

Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao looked at each other and smiled, and were about to tease a few more words, when they suddenly felt something jumping in the gray cloth bag, and frowned subconsciously.

Xiao Xiao closed his half-opened mouth just now.

The young public finance student put his fingers into the gray cloth bag and pinched a slightly hot ring. The moment his fingertips touched the ring, a message was transmitted.

"It's the seven deadly sins."

He looked around cautiously, and responded to his companion's concerned gaze in a low voice: "'Arrogance' applied for a party again, and wanted to confirm whether I have found a way to contact other organizations."

While talking, the two of them had arrived at the shore of Linzhong Lake.

"I remember you said that he was the one who applied for the last party?" Xiao Xiao asked softly, staring at the group of big red birds huddled together in the cold wind by the lake.

Zheng Qing nodded slightly: "It seems that he is indeed busy...but apart from wandering, I haven't found a channel to communicate with other tripartite associations."

The wandering wizard promised to provide detailed information about other clubs if the Seven Deadly Sins completed certain tasks, but the boy clearly remembered the complexity of those tasks, so he was not sensitive to the wandering wizard's proposal.

"Does the seven deadly sins stipulate that the guilty envoy must accept the task of the member?" Xiao Xiao looked back, interrupted the memory of the young public fee student, and asked sharply.

"what?"

Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and slowly organized his words: "You mean, the party will be attended as usual, and the request of 'arrogance' will be accepted as usual... If you can accept it, do it, if you can't accept it, tell him you can't do it?"

"If it doesn't violate the internal regulations of your organization." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, and suddenly changed the subject, with a hint of confusion in his tone: "Speaking of which, I remember that Xin likes that little girl Li Meng? But if you don't remember Wrong, that senior Linda and Li Meng have two extreme styles... well, apart from her temper, I heard that senior Linda has a straighter temper."

Using 'relatively straight' to describe Li Meng's temper is too euphemistic.

Zheng Qing couldn't help laughing.

"Everyone grows up."

Although the doctor's topic is very jumpy, it is also within the scope of his interest, so he analyzed it carelessly: "That little girl Li Meng has no breasts,

If you want a butt and no butt, you still have a short figure...Yu, Shu, Fu, You, Shu, and Zhai also have a young..."

Next to him, Xiao Xiao suddenly coughed violently, and squeezed out two words between his teeth: "Li Meng."

Zheng Qing clearly felt a chill coming from behind.

He shivered, and changed his words smoothly: "...Young, the longer the larva stays underground, the lower the chance of survival... It is said that when the crickets chirp, the temperature is about twenty-four degrees. The louder the calls, because they know that winter is coming... winter is coming, and they are going to die..."

He had absolutely no idea what he was talking about.

"Are you two secretly discussing crickets?" The little witch's gloomy voice sounded abruptly but not suddenly behind Zheng Qing.

While speaking, she squeezed between the two wizards forcefully and unceremoniously, narrowed her eyes, looked around with a bad expression, and said in a suspicious tone: "...Why did I vaguely hear the words 'five short stature'? "

Zheng Qing noticed that she was pulling a stuffed bear out of her schoolbag. The stuffed bear, whose sleep was interrupted suddenly, lazily raised its paws to cover the dazzling light above its head, and twisted its butt unhappily.

The little witch twisted its ear 360 degrees, and it settled down immediately.

"You heard it wrong." Xiao Xiao clearly and resolutely denied Li Meng's suspicion: "We were just discussing why weasels don't eat crickets in winter... This habit is related to 'temperature survival'..."

He bit the words "temperature survival" very seriously.

Because there are indeed similarities in the pronunciation of the two, the little witch suddenly hesitated, rubbed the plush bear in her arms, and turned to look at Zheng Qing: "Is that so?"

"That's right, it's 'temperature survival'."

Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly, and at the same time took a cautious look at the plush bear - he did not forget that last weekend, it was this bear that ran across several colleges in the middle of the night and beat up many students without leaving a trace.

Xu Shi noticed the boy's staring gaze, and the plush bear's bright eyeballs turned to Zheng Qing, looking at him expressionlessly, and after a while, he grinned, revealing a furry smile.

Zheng Qing suddenly withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look back.

Sure enough, Jiang Yu was holding the textbook, and followed the three of them unhurriedly. The brand-new Dharma book hanging on her waist swayed gently in the cold wind with her footsteps—the Dharma book was issued by the school just yesterday. Christmas gift, the standard paperback version, exactly the same as the one in Zheng Qing's arms.

The wizard showed a smirk unconsciously.

"Good morning." The witch greeted briskly.

The two wizards breathed a sigh of relief, stopped, and sincerely thanked the squad leader: "Good morning!"