Monster Hunting High School

Every visitor who comes to the Trident Sword headquarters office for the first time will be surprised by its small size and inconspicuousness, which is completely inconsistent with the organization's huge reputation in the alliance.

There is a bronze plaque hanging at the door, with a badge of three crossed swords and the full name of the institution where it is located. The bronze plaque is very bright, and it can be seen that someone has been taking care of it carefully.

The thresholds and door frames are engraved with anti-black magic and anti-curse runes. The smooth marble floor reflects the candlelight on the ceiling, like a series of intertwined starlights, which together form a protective circle that covers the entire office; even the floor The gaps will not be wasted. From time to time, a ray of cursed light will pour out from the gaps, sweeping over each visitor quietly, checking the guests' robe corners, cufflinks and pointed wizard hats to ensure that they will not suddenly Exploded in the office.

After entering the office, there are several rows of wooden chairs on the left hand side. Visitors hold parchment slips and wait in line in a neat manner. From time to time, a grumpy trash can will pass by the guests' feet and slap it. The deformed cover collects every scrap of paper within its territory.

On the right hand side is a row of arched doors that are sunken inward. Door gods and peach charms are hung on each door. The door gods patrolling above are always in high spirits, but there are no dark circles under their eyes. Some people say that it is because Sancha Sword makes generous offerings to the door gods, while others say that the staff of San Cha Sword often secretly change the door gods in the middle of the night to ensure that they can maintain a good mental state when they go to work the next day.

Between the left hand and the right hand is a boxy desk in the shape of a back, inside which sits the receptionist Agatha of the Trident Sword. She is in her forties and wears a loose non-standard robe - earlier In 2008, before Director Robert took office, she could still wear skirts - her daily job was to provide different keys according to the different requirements of visitors. Visitors who took the keys walked to the wooden door, opened it, and They are going to their destination.

Agatha has been sitting at this 'hui' table since she was eighteen years old. She didn't get admitted to the First University, but fortunately her elders still had some respect and recommended her to get this iron rice bowl.

It has been more than thirty years now.

She also transformed from a flowery girl to the kind of aunt she once hated - obese figure, loud voice when speaking, and thick powder on her face - working boring and boring work year after year , making her lose her love for life. Most of the time she just kept a straight face and answered the visitors' seemingly endless but in fact pitiful questions with a few short words.

Only the occasional handsome wizard who passed by could earn her a slightly gentle attitude.

Like now.

A team of young hunters who had just walked out of the school could clearly be seen standing nervously outside the counter. Those delicate little faces that were embarrassed made Agatha's motherly feeling strong. She just wanted to reach out and pinch their white hair. Bright face.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" she asked in a gentle tone, while quietly opening the drawer and quietly sweeping the half-eaten waffles on the table into the drawer.

Before any of the young wizards could speak, an old wizard with a big belly, a robe and a sultry green vest hurried out of an arch and slapped a brass key in front of her.

"Agatha! I'm going to the Emergency Response Office, not the Supervision Department!" The fat wizard said with a hint of annoyance in his tone: "You almost ruined my big event!"

"If you didn't plan to bribe the commissioner of the Rapid Response Office, there would be no trouble." The face of the witch behind the counter changed, and her tone became much stiffer.

If she hadn't been worried about scaring the young guys next to her, she could have raised her voice a few more notes and used more rich words.

"What...bribery!"

The fat old wizard said the first two words in a very high tone, and the last two words in a very low tone. He also looked around furtively, like a tabby cat stealing small dried fish.

The young wizard who was the leader of the hunters couldn't help but smile.

The old wizard glanced at him dissatisfied, then looked at the receptionist at the desk, and added: "...I just want to thank the rapid response office operators for their responsibility and professionalism in handling matters...these few What are you doing here, young man?”

He stretched out his stubby fingers and pointed at the young hunters.

"School business." Agatha replied coldly, while picking out another brass key from the box in front of her and throwing it on the old wizard's outstretched finger.

"School? First University?"

The old wizard's eyes lit up and he put away the key. The original dissatisfaction on his face quickly faded and turned into a warm smile: "Sure enough, he is a talented person and extraordinary! I, Marvin Smith, run a small alchemy workshop. Kyle Smith attended First University Alpha College..."

As he spoke, a rather gorgeous-looking business card was handed over to him.

The young hunter at the head was caught off guard for a moment. He looked back at the short wizard wearing black-rimmed glasses behind him, as if he was not sure whether to take the business card or not.

"No one in your family has entered the First University for two consecutive generations. Why are you dealing with these young people?"

The receptionist behind the desk grabbed the business card and threw it into the box in front of him. Then with a tigerish face, he pointed to an empty arch not far away: "...Don't disturb the visitors of the Trident Sword!"

As if to annotate her words, three faint cursed lights rose from the cracks between the bricks at Marvin Smith's feet, crisscrossed his robe, and then slowly disappeared into the ceiling above his head.

The chubby old wizard smiled dryly, not daring to talk anymore. He took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped his shiny forehead, nodded repeatedly to the young wizard and the receptionist, walked away backwards, and quickly got into an archway.

Only then did Agatha turn around, look at the young hunters, and repeat what she had asked before: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Her attitude softened again.

The young wizard at the head cleared his throat and tried to answer in a calm voice: "Let's see the examiner."

"Censor?"

Hearing this position, Agatha raised her eyebrows in surprise, without concealing the suspicion in her eyes: "Are you here to perform an alliance hunting mission?"

She confirmed that there were five young people in total, and they were indeed a standard hunting team.

"Yes."

The leader of the young wizard handed over a piece of parchment and a badge: "This is the permission material issued by the school working committee and the hunting committee... and our hunting team badge."

Agatha took the material. The stereotyped mechanical content on the parchment and the row of flashing red seals below proved what the young wizard said.

The badge was made of ordinary brass, with the word 'forgiveness' engraved in a small seal on the shield-shaped base.