Hunting High School

A murloc trudged through the crowd.

Although it was covered with a large black robe, the corners of which were dragged on the ground, and the hood almost covered its chin, covering most of its physical features. But a small dorsal fin at the back of its neck resolutely pierced through the black robe and was exposed, completely revealing the identity of this murloc.

This also explained the strong stench emanating from the black-robed monster.

According to legend, the murloc is a savage, brutal, bloodthirsty and backward creature. Even though they are recognized as a civilized race by the "Wizard Code", it is difficult for them to be accepted by the wizarding world because of the great differences in civilization.

Especially more than a hundred years ago, the murlocs stood on the opposite side of the wizards during the Second Lich War, which made the reputation of this aquatic creature in the wizarding world decline even more.

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It was reflected in everyone's attitude towards this strange murloc, which was unabashed hostility and distance. Wherever it passed, all the wizards lowered their voices in unison, took out their magic books, and then took a few steps back. There is a tendency to smash the curse if there is a disagreement.

The murloc might not be able to feel the subtle atmosphere in the air.

Maybe feel it, but ignore it.

In short, it was always steady and steady, walking forward unhurriedly, until it reached No. 97 Pedestrian Street, in front of the newly opened magic goods shop, and then stopped.

As an aquatic magical creature, there is no doubt that all individuals of the murloc race have a natural aversion to land. The dry air, the low air pressure, and the pointing eyes of those two-legged monkeys can easily make the bad-tempered murloc become irritable.

But Iseni will not.

It's a weird murloc.

In other words, compared with other murlocs who are sinister, treacherous, and lacking in ideals, Iseni is more like a product of an upgraded gene.

It is a very motivated, or very ambitious murloc. It doesn't want to waste its whole life in the shallow lake water in the atrium of the school, and it doesn't want to spend its whole life in the underwater grotto, breaking the hard shells of those mussels one by one with a stone ax to suck the weak mussels inside. meat, or stare blankly at the seaweed drifting at the bottom of the lake with pale eyes.

A stay is a lifetime.

Just thinking about it made the murloc tremble all over, and his dorsal fin trembled.

Iseni wants to go to the outside world.

I heard from the old people in the clan that if you swim out along the waterway of Linzhong Lake, you will find a boundless blue world where there are sharks and sea monsters, the distant relatives of the murlocs. Like the land world outside the lake, the blue world is not so friendly to murlocs.

But these are not within the scope of Iseni's consideration.

Whether the environment is suitable or not, and whether other races are friendly or unfriendly, none of this can affect the young murloc's desire to break through the barriers and open up a piece of his own Minor World outside the circle drawn by the old antiques.

Therefore, it practiced in winter and summer and practiced in summer, and worked hard to become the strongest among the young murlocs; therefore, it was qualified to gather many young murlocs who were also restless at the bottom of the lake to fight with those outside the lake. Some students in that school made deals to accumulate knowledge; therefore, it recently agreed to the invitation of a fat wizard who made deals with it, and joined a newly established wizard hunting team as a guest.

A hundred years ago, wizards and murlocs were still enemies, and wizard hunting teams searched for these evil creatures hiding in the backwaters, using their dorsal fins and eyeballs as trophies to show off.

A hundred years later, the wizard can be in the same hunting team with the murlocs without hesitation, and they can still laugh and joke with each other, leaving their high spirits to their backs.

The funniest thing in the world is this.

Of course, for Iseni, these principles are too subtle and profound, and it is not willing to waste its insufficient wisdom to interpret them. It prefers to focus on the one thing it is fighting for.

It didn't know much about the terrestrial world before, so the trading partners were only some hooded wizard students. But as time went by, as some of the hooded students turned their backs, especially after the fat wizard talked with it several times in detail, the young murloc suddenly became enlightened.

It feels that it should also learn to swim with two tails. For example, the trading partners of sundries at the bottom of the lake seem to be slightly expanded; for example, some strange wizards on land may be interested in murloc dishes and accessories.

In a word, it feels that it should expand the scope of traders.

At the No. 1 University Hunting Competition held some time ago, Iseni met a young public-funded student. Although he didn't communicate much, he successfully interpreted the identity of a qualified paoze. Because of this, it has successfully expanded its contacts in the terrestrial world.

Therefore, when it received an invitation letter from a young public-funded student at the bottom of the lake not long ago, it just hesitated for a moment, and immediately agreed to go ashore to participate in the opening ceremony of that small shop even though it meant that it would need to waste nearly a week to complete various tasks. Such complicated forms, as well as various tests that were almost rude to the wizards of the First University.

To show its sincerity, it even sent a salted frog leg as a gift in its reply.

That's his favorite snack.

And everything, all the efforts, the result will be announced after it steps into this small shop.

Prior to this, other irrelevant matters were out of sight of the young murloc.

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Iseni grabbed the black and red card in his hand, compared it word by word, nodded, strode across the low threshold of the small shop, and squeezed in regardless.

The witches screamed one after another in the crowd, saying, "It stinks", "Has the sewer exploded", "Is it a prank? Who dropped the skunk bomb? ’ and the like.

As the situation gradually became clearer, the noisy crowd gradually quieted down.

Many wizards gave up watching the outside of the store or buying products in the store, but left with a straight face and angrily. It seemed to them that it was a great disgrace to be in the same room with a stinking fellow from the bottom of the lake.

Some wizards also took out their spellbooks and carefully watched the murloc's every move, as if they were worried that the murloc would have some unruly plans for this small shop.

Iseni turned a blind eye to this.

Behind it, there were clanking noises in the huge fish skin bag.

Ignoring the surprised, disgusted, or greedy eyes around him, the big murloc slammed a fish skin bag on the counter on the left side of the small shop, and shouted in a muffled voice:

"Mortgage, die."

...

When the old man Verne passed through the crowd and walked to the small shop, he happened to see the public finance student who was negotiating with the murloc.

Smelling the familiar stench in the air, the old man was stunned and smiled lowly.

"They're all acquaintances."