Monster Hunting High School

After the Magic Literature class on Tuesday afternoon, Professor Monteria asked Zheng Qing to help carry the homework that had been put away before class today to his office. There is no doubt that this is an excuse because Downton usually does this work.

But today, under the professor's insistent gaze, the monitor shrugged and quietly slipped away.

"It won't take you too much time."

Professor Monteria's voice was a little tired, and his tone was not as harsh as before. Perhaps because they met frequently, Zheng Qing rarely looked at his former laboratory mentor seriously. This time, he suddenly noticed at a close distance. There are a lot of white hairs in the professor's gray hair, and his cheekbones seem to have become higher: "——You can do time conversion in my office, which is safer than those empty study rooms."

Zheng Qing was not surprised that a great wizard at the vice-president level of the college knew about this.

He agreed honestly.

Deep down in my heart, I was wondering what the professor wanted to do with me - the most likely reason was the Edge College's 'Giant Weapon' project. The professor was one of the people in charge, and I was the only 'healthy' qualified person in existence. Maybe there was something special about it. Things need to be reminded; the second possibility is that he is working as a teaching assistant at the Edge College. Starting from this week, due to various reasons, his Thursday afternoon classes have been canceled. I think the professor may come to talk to me about work; of course; , and the worst possibility is that his performance in the magic text class was too poor during this period, and the professor planned to let him fail the class.

With Professor Monteria's stern style, it's not impossible.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Professor Monteria, who was walking in front, suddenly spoke.

"...I heard that you went to the Sakura Tavern to celebrate after winning the 'Special Contribution Award' yesterday?" The professor didn't look back and seemed to just ask casually.

Zheng Qing's first thought was where did he get the news? You must know that at that time, You Zui and his group were wearing invisibility charms while entering and exiting Gudiao Street, and even the reporter from the Beta Town Post failed to catch their traces.

But immediately, he reacted.

The Cherry Blossom Tavern was opened by another vice-president of Fringe College, so it was not surprising that Professor Monteria knew about it.

"It's not really a celebration, it's just a get-together." Even though he knew that the professor's back was to him, the boy couldn't help but wave his hand and quickened his pace slightly awkwardly: "Hei, that thing about the dark prison, We are purely lucky. During the party last night, everyone repeatedly stated that they would never get involved in such dangerous things casually in the future..."

Having been a good student for more than ten years, Zheng Qing knows best what teachers like to hear.

But Professor Monteria’s focus today doesn’t seem to be here.

"There is no concept of 'pure luck' in this world, there are only two concepts of 'luck and misfortune'."

The professor shook his head, his voice was not loud, but Zheng Qing heard it clearly: "——You must have been to the North District of Beta Town many times, how do you feel?"

How about what?

very good? The development of the North District is indeed very good now.

Very bad? From the perspective of Jiuyou Academy, it would feel bad to have another academy sharing the cake.

"...It feels very complicated." The boy finally chose a compromise and said vaguely: "Thinking about the lively but embarrassing scene I saw when I first went to the North District...it's completely different from now."

Thank God.

The professor did not continue to press him about what the differences were.

Instead, he sighed softly and suddenly stopped by Linzhong Lake.

"It's better to be the number one university."

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the dog lying down and taking a nap under the shade of the rockery not far away: "The government is friendly and people-friendly, and it is leisurely and comfortable. Even if the dog in the school falls asleep, he always has a smile on his face..."

This was quite true. Zheng Qing looked at the dog that was giggling in his sleep and nodded silently.

"...I also visited the North District back then."

The professor changed the subject: "Do you still remember? The expressions on everyone's faces there were numb, and there was no light in their eyes. Not to mention dogs, even people, could not squeeze out a smile on their faces. And change all this What is it? Is it the mercy of the wizards in the high wall? No, it is the wizards in the North District who have mastered the power and chose to stay in the North District instead. hope."

Zheng Qing felt uneasy after hearing these words.

His eyes kept wandering around.

I can't help complaining in my heart - after all, this is still a school, and people are coming and going, but they don't care about saying things like 'high wall wizard', 'show mercy', etc. Even if you are the dean of a fringe college, you can't help but complain. It can't be so scary!

"...Do you know why those North District wizards can endure it for so long?" The professor suddenly asked another question.

Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment.

"Because they know resistance is hopeless?" he replied tentatively.

The professor shook his head and said something in a plain tone that made Zheng Qing's hair stand on end: "-There is no hope in life, and there is no hope in resistance, so why don't they die? Compared with the desperate and powerless reality, death has more to do with them. It’s a relief. So why don’t they just die?”

Zheng Qing was silent.

He felt that today's topics had completely exceeded his expectations.

"—Because they have seen the sun."

Professor Monteria did not expect the boy's answer, his blue-grey eyes moved slightly, and he paused for a moment at the small green dragon hanging on Zheng Qing's ear, and said meaningfully: "Because they have seen the sun, they can endure the darkness. Likewise, they no longer endure the darkness because they have seen the sun.”

Zheng Qing vaguely felt like he had heard these words somewhere.

He couldn't help but raise his head and look at Professor Monteria, who was looking sideways at Linzhong Lake. For some reason, he suddenly felt that his blue-grey eyes were a little green - maybe it was the reflection of the lake, or maybe it was just the light. .

bite!

A crisp voice sounded, interrupting the boy's thoughts.

He subconsciously raised his hand to catch it, and a golden copper coin fell into his hand. There was an animal head that looked like a bull's head embossed on the copper coin, with an iron ring biting in its mouth.

This is?

The boy looked stunned.

"The key to my lab."

Professor Monteria wrote lightly: "You have been to the Advanced Magic Text and Bloodline Research Laboratory before. Since becoming the deputy dean of Fringe College, that laboratory has not been in operation for a long time. And because of the Fringe College project, I will probably be very busy during this period and may not have time to go to the laboratory. Since you are now a teaching assistant, I will leave this matter to you. You can also check it out every ten days and a half. Review your lessons in the lab, there are many good textbooks there.”