Monster Hunting High School

Zheng Qing's fingertips traced the traces of the six-pointed star three times while reciting the magic spell engraved on the edge of the medal.

The afternoon sunlight fell into the house through the tall glass windows, and fell on the heavy gold medal in the young wizard's hand. It cast a brilliant golden color, making it difficult for people to tell whether it was the color of sunlight or the luster of gold. .

The flower in the center of the medal blooms in this splendor, gorgeous and solemn. Different from the six-pointed star inlaid with mithril on the bronze medal, the six-pointed star on the gold medal was carved from a whole piece of gemstone. When Zheng Qing's fingertips passed over it, he felt smooth and comfortable, and the surging magic power flowed from there without any lag. A piece of gem gushed out and turned into a hazy clear light, surrounding the boy's hand.

Then one after another, points of light jumped out from the stamens of the other shore flower, fell in the air, and clustered around Zheng Qing, making him feel as if he was in a sea of ​​stars.

Those light spots swelled in the wind, and suddenly turned into silver-white halos one after another. Low and familiar roars resounded in those rings of light, seeming to come from extremely far away places, intermittently, one after another.

"This medal has been adjusted according to your requirements."

Old Ruoyu's somewhat old-fashioned and monotonous voice came to his ears, just like the background sound in a game, but Zheng Qing did not dare to be careless at all, holding the medal and listening respectfully:

"...It is embedded with the magic attached to your previous bronze medal, and it has been upgraded to a high-level summoning technique. It can summon an entire tribe of about two hundred Minotaurs at once, and it does not require you to worship or feed it. , as usual, the summoning land where they live will be managed by the alliance.”

"Today happens to be the day when the dragon raises its head, so I give you this medal. It has a good meaning!" Professor Yao on the side took out his pipe again at some point and patiently filled the pot with shredded tobacco while saying something against the rules. The cliché: "...I hope you will continue to work hard and continue to make new and greater contributions to the school and the league."

The 'big man' from the alliance next to him glanced at Lao Yao reproachfully, apparently feeling that he was not serious enough now. Then he looked at Zheng Qing and congratulated as well:

"Congratulations!"

This big shot Zheng Qing is also very familiar with. She is the former vice-president of First University, Ms. Shi Hui. Of course, she is now the speaker of the Alliance Grand Wizard Conference.

Zheng Qing didn't think that his little gold medal could bother a legend to come to school. He had reason to suspect that Ms. Shi had other important matters, and it was just the right time to say 'congratulations' to him.

As he spoke, the silver halos hanging in mid-air began to shake violently one after another.

Boom!

Boom, boom!

One after another, huge heads poked out of the halo, which reminded Zheng Qing of the game of whack-a-mole. However, the heads in front of him were not moles, but real cow heads. Some of them had horns on their heads, and some had horns on their heads. There are scars on their faces, some have a bunch of fluffy bangs on their foreheads, and some have black and white markings all over their heads. They stare with big copper bell eyes and shake their heads from side to side. Many of the cow-headed cheeks are squirming, and the corners of their mouths are dripping. Next comes a white, fine foam.

"Moo?!"

"Who is interrupting my lunch? Hiccup..."

"Who is it? Hiccup..."

"I've never seen such a shameless summons... hiccup..."

"Do you want to teach him a lesson first... hiccup..."

"The centaurs tribe is very powerful, and we tauren... hiccup..."

"So that he will know that we Minotaurs are not its slaves...hiccup..."

As soon as they poked their heads out, these tauren started shouting loudly, talking all over the place, and spewing sweet things from their mouths, as if they wanted to give a good look to a certain wizard who was casting a summoning spell.

But usually before they finish swearing, they will immediately notice the presence of the three statues exuding a terrifying aura, like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, with a formidable atmosphere.

Then their irritable little tempers disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if they were poured with cold water.

Zheng Qing felt inexplicably amused as he watched these Minotaurs being frightened to the point of burping one after another.

"No one treats you as slaves."

Professor Yao was biting his pipe and was talking vigorously. Suddenly he heard something said by the minotaurs, and a trace of displeasure suddenly appeared on his face. He grabbed the pipe and knocked the guy who spoke incomprehensibly: "Don't talk nonsense, here It’s the First University, and you are a contracted tribe with the Merlin Gold Medal, how could you have such thoughts?”

The one he hit on the head was the minotaur with scars on his face. Listening to the legendary wizard's lesson, it cried sadly, and the scars on its face twisted into a very funny little flower.

"...Besides, don't curse too harshly in your heart, we can all hear it." Professor Yao pointed at him and the other two legendary wizards present with his pipe.

Old Ruoyu remained silent, while Ms. Shi Hui showed a slight smile on her face.

The minotaurs were so frightened that they began to hiccup in groups.

"belch!"

"Moo!"

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of cattle hooves trampling on the floor came one after another. Zheng Qing looked at these trembling big guys with some pity - they were all hunched over when they landed, as if they were trying to be more gentle, but the huge body caused by The quality makes it impossible for them to hide their existence as easily as cats.

There is no need for Zheng Qing to give orders.

The tauren who landed on the ground were very obedient and arranged in a neat square array according to their size. The thick totem sticks were erected neatly beside them, and their strong tails were pressed tightly against their buttocks. They held their heads high and chests high, trying to hold their breath.

This is very different from the situation when Zheng Qing summoned the 'nose ring and earrings' in the bronze medal for the first time.

Thinking of nose rings and earrings, he subconsciously looked around, trying to find the familiar figure among the cattle. Most of the Minotaurs on the field had the same head, so he easily saw his old buddy.

"Hi!" The young assistant coach waved happily and greeted the two-headed Minotaur: "Long time no see!"

Wow!

In the direction of his wave, the tauren phalanx spread out to both sides like a tide, and the intensive sound of hooves sounded like waves lapping on the rocks. There was a neat rhythm in the chaos, revealing the confused and lonely figure in the team.

"Is this the Minotaur in the bronze medal you had before?" Old Yao bit his pipe and showed a hint of interest: "It looks pretty good... No one wants to experiment on you!"

His face turned dark, obviously he heard something strange in his heart.

"Does the alliance educate contractors like this now? Why do you think we want to skin them and cramp them!" The dean of Jiuyou College turned to look at Chairman Shi Hui with a dark face.

The witch replied calmly: "Because in the impression of most contractors, there are no summoning spells with three legendary wizards standing outside, so they will inevitably be a little frightened. But this is not entirely a bad thing..."

She turned to look at Zheng Qing and curled her lips slightly: "...At the very least, when you use the summoning spell in the future, you don't have to worry about being backlashed or encountering a situation where you are unable to do your job."