Hunting College

An elf covered in fine veil with a light blue radiance carefully held a long-necked glass bottle and poured bright red drink into the tall burgundy cup on the tray. ????

Matthew Cullen's nose moved slightly, smelling a charming fragrance.

The blood of a twelve-year-old virgin, the delicacy of the noble diners under the moon.

The freshman of Jiuyou College sat in a chair stiffly, holding glasses in both hands, and tried his best to show his cousin the elegance and nobility that the Karen family should have.

Opposite him, Sir Friedman didn't notice the sensitivity of his cousin's behavior.

A few palm-sized elves in light blue dresses are gently holding up one of his arms, and one of the elves is holding a warm towel and gently wiping the remaining juice from his hand.

And his other hand slowly flipped a black classic on the desk.

A word came into his eyes inadvertently.

"... You are the salt on the ground. If the salt loses its taste, what can be used to make it salty again? It is useless anymore, so you have to throw it out and let it be trampled on."

"Useless." The Alpha Academy boss looked at these words thoughtfully.

Before Matthew's visit, Sir Friedman was thinking about an upset.

The fact that Arthur Nath stumbled under a few freshmen has spread throughout the school. His old opponents were busy sending invitations to the freshmen, waiting to see the jokes.

How to downplay this matter is really annoying.

Of course, Arthur's idiot should have been directed by others and is trying his best to raise the identity of the new students.

It just seems that the results are not very satisfactory.

Sir Friedman sighed and overlapped the "Bible" in his hand.

"Next month will be the month of the first university hunting meeting. Do you have any plans." Jazz raised his eyes and looked at his cousin.

Matthew just brought the wine glass to his mouth, and when he heard the jazz question, he immediately put the glass down again.

"I plan to form my own hunting team to participate in the freshman competition at the school hunting club." The young vampire hesitated for a moment and added: "If my cousin has any other arrangements, I will follow the arrangements."

"No need. I believe you can achieve good results in the freshman hunting meeting." Sir Friedman's voice is clear, his words are very clear, and his speech is not fast: "Right now there are few of the nobles in the moon you are so motivated. Young man... I can’t help but think of the hunting club in Badmington. At that time, Lord Arthur Ness, who participated in the hunt with us, was as old as you. Although he was a short-born species, there were many aristocrats who lived there. The adventurous spirit that you don’t possess... I remember that you had a great conversation with him."

With that said, he nodded approvingly to Matthew.

Matthew sat on the chair with his waist straight, his hands on the armrests naturally, and calmly looked at the azure blue eyes on the opposite side: "At that time I had received the admission letter from the first university... At that time, Arthur ·Your Excellency Nath talked about the various requirements for admissions to the First University. I am very interested in it. His Excellency Adam of the O'Brien family is also nearby.

"Oh?" Friedman raised his hand with interest, and several elves standing in the air not far away flew to the two of them with a fruit tray lightly: "It's the Lord Adam Carlisle O'Brien Do I remember that several teachers mentioned this young man, and they all said that he has a good talent for Talisman."

"Yes, His Excellency Adam also entered the school this year. He has completely inherited the long and heavy precipitation of his mother, the Carlisle family, and has high rune talent. I believe that even the Daoist of Kunlun will be very surprised to see it." Matthew Holding a thin glass wine glass in both hands, he replied respectfully.

"Speaking of Kunlun, I remember that a new student this year seems to have inherited some of the skills of this holy place. It seems to be quite famous now." Friedman caressed the wine glass in his hand casually, staring at the slightly swaying glass. Red juice, I don't know what I am thinking.

"Do you mean Zheng Qing?" Matthew's heart was slightly agitated, and even his cousin knew that guy.

But he immediately lifted his spirits, and his body became more and more straight: "He is my classmate, in my opinion, he does have a good foundation in Fulu...It is said that he has won several invitations for this."

"Oh!" Friedman nodded slightly: "Yes, I have also heard."

"But this does not conceal the fact that he violated the nine school rules when he first entered the school." Matthew seemed to sigh with a pity: "Jiuyou Academy started to rectify the school style and study style at the end of last semester. My poor classmate happened to hit the gun. The school work committee arranged for a semester night patrol of Linzhong Lake."

"Oh?" Friedman looked up with interest, and asked with interest: "I remember that last semester Jiuyou College handled three violations of school rules, and one of the students who had a duel in the school was expelled from school. A... Of course, that incident was much more serious than that, after all, a descendant with ancient blood was seriously injured in the duel."

"Zheng Qing's handling should be lighter, after all, they didn't draw out their own books to their classmates." Matthew sighed carefully, and then a worried look appeared on his face: "I heard Your Excellency Ser Ness was also in that conflict. He doesn't matter, right."

"It doesn't matter," Sir Friedman comforted: "Alfa Academy has always cared for its students, not to mention our students have been hurt... Those freshmen should indeed thank Your Excellency Arthur, if not He refuses the right to pursue prosecution, and the Student Arbitration Committee will definitely give them a red notice."

"Yes, we must severely stop this kind of behavior that hurts students at the same school." Matthew was very happy that he had reached an agreement with Friedman. He lowered his head and took a sip of the red drink and saw his hands. Shaking slightly with excitement.

Matthew felt that his pride was back when he could reach agreement with the future senators of the lower parliament on certain opinions and obtained his affirmation.

This is much more significant than those invitations!

The young vampire was secretly proud.

Before I knew it, the sun outside the window shifted to the west very strongly.

Sir Friedman picked up the book in his hand again, leaned it to the side, and looked at Matthew apologetically: "The windows of this room are a little sideways, so the light is not very good during the sun setting, I hope it will not affect it. your turn."

Matthew immediately stood up somewhat restrained, and nodded politely, "I'm already very upset to bother you for so long. If there are no other orders, please allow me to say goodbye."

Sir also stood up, put the book in his hand on the big red desk, and comforted: "It doesn't matter, as I expected, talking with you is a very pleasant thing... I have learned a lot."

The young servant outside seemed to have received the news and appeared at the door of the lounge in time, holding Matthew's black coat in his hand.

Matthew dressed up under the stiff service of the servant, gave the jazz salute again, and then exited the spacious lounge under the guidance of the servant.

"I hope you will not be so restrained next time you come here. Just treat this as Karen Castle... We have the same original blood flowing in our bodies. This lounge belongs to mine, and naturally also yours."

Before leaving, Sir Friedman looked at his cousin mildly, his tone full of encouragement:

"If you want to read books, do experiments, and climb ladders in the future, just use this lounge."

This made the young freshman grateful.

It wasn't until he got out of Friedman's room that he remembered why he came to find his cousin.

However, when he remembered the sense of accomplishment that he had reached agreement with his cousin on certain opinions, he suddenly felt that he didn't need any guidance.

I am a noble kin, and I don't need the approval of those wizards.

With an inexplicable sense of pride, Matthew took a dignified step and turned into the corridor leading to the university.

After sending off the guests, Friedman walked slowly to his balcony, squinting at the soft sunset.

"If that young man from Jiuyou Academy dealt with one or two wild monsters when patrolling...presumably, he would be more famous." Jazz seemed to be muttering to himself.

There are always so few lucky and poor wild monsters on the campus of the first university every year.

There are always a few unlucky ghosts attacked by these wild monsters~www.wuxiaspot.com~ So, the hatred between wizards and monsters is not unreasonable. Jazz shook his head and sighed slightly.

"Yes, Master." The gray-eyed young man leaned slightly and said mechanically: "Twenty years ago, a wild dog rushed into the first university; it was recorded in the school log that he was killed in that year. There are two freshmen for a year, belonging to Alpha College and Jiuyou College."

"Poor boy." Sir Friedman turned back into the room sadly, took the book in the hand of the male servant, and sat back in his chair.

If a wild monster is caught, then Zheng Qing’s reputation will be even greater. The conflict between Arthur Nath and him will be weakened, and his reputation should not be damaged; if you can’t catch it, the wild monster will not be caught alive. Wizard, then a student who was injured or died should make the school chaotic for a long time.

At that time, who else will remember the poor Lord Nath?

"He loves us and uses his blood to free us from sin." Sir Friedman opened the Bible in his hand, very satisfied with his perfect handling. 8