Hunting College

The ancient Merlin, a powerful wizard who is proficient in alchemy, divination and transformation magic, has left countless legends in Europa and many new worlds outside the territory. He is famous for his staidness and wisdom.

"The diehard wizards have always moved around in the name of the Merlin wizard."

After having business affairs, Fatty Xin finally stopped worrying about the food expenses of edamame, and said in a pretentious analysis: "Senior Sister Linda told me that this is not the first time they have done something. Every year they secretly carry out illegal dimensional experiments. There were eight out of ten times, but they were all quietly suppressed by Dan Hagg's people."

"I heard that many members of the Dark Council are also their people." Zhang Jixin immediately added: "You all remember what happened on the battlefield of the Black Prison..."

"Have you found this kind of nameplate before in the wizarding world?"

Zheng Qing pointed to the simple pattern drawn on the mulberry paper and suddenly asked. This is the sketch of the nameplate on the spine that he just sketched out based on his impression.

"It's not the same." The fat man looked down at the sketch on the paper, and finally shook his head: "The information collected in the editorial department shows that in the past this type of conformity was mostly carved on stone...this is the first time that it was carved on a bronze medal."

"Perhaps they thought they were revolutionizing."

"madness."

Xiao Xiao helped his glasses and interrupted the discussion of several companions, with a somewhat disapproving tone: "Those stubborn wizards are old-fashioned knight novels. They always think that they can become heroes, join secret organizations, assassinate tyrants, and then world peace... …I don’t know that it has always been order to maintain world peace, not violent resistance."

Hearing the word'order', Zheng Qing subconsciously raised his ears and stopped the quill in his hand—under the quill, a sketch of the cat fruit tree has been outlined on a piece of new mulberry paper, and the empty branches are dotted with a Hair dumplings of different sizes.

"What about the backward order?"

The young public-sponsored student asked very interestedly: “Don’t we need to use violent resistance to improve, change, or even break the old order, and then establish a new order?"

"Every organization, every hunting team, and every religion is maintained through order, without exception." Xiao Xiao glanced at the captain, and continued: "The reform of order must be gradual, and we want to break it through brute force. Those who were originally in order but tried to establish a new order are either lunatics or saints."

"Well, you are considered reformist." Zheng Qing touched his chin, recalling his middle and high school history textbooks, and thoughtfully commented: "This means weakness, compromise, and surrender."

Xiao Xiao's eyebrows were raised suddenly.

But before he could continue to argue, the stick figure man behind the classroom door suddenly yelled: "The monster with a pipe in his mouth just left its office!"

There was a sudden silence in the classroom.

After a while, someone asked unconfidently: "What is it talking about?"

"What kind of nonsense is it like a monster?" someone immediately replied.

After looking at the door again, the stick figure man closed his eyes, curled up in the grass with few weeds, as if he was just talking in sleep.

The noise in the classroom gradually reappeared.

Zheng Qing lowered his head, grabbed the quill, and started drawing on the mulberry paper again. This time, he drew two hair **** of different sizes under the tree, the large black, the small white, and the tail hooked. Together, forming a crooked heart shape.

"What are you doing?" Fatty Xin squinted, looking down at the quill pen in Zheng Qing's hand.

"It's boring, just draw whatever you want." The leader of the Youxin Hunting Team didn't change his face, and skillfully changed the subject: "Have you confirmed your course selection? What did you choose on Wednesday afternoon?"

"Mystery Code, my brother said, as long as you are a normal grown-up wizard, you can get a high score in this course." Zhang Jixin slapped his chest vows: "Trust me, it's absolutely correct to choose it!"

"Really that simple?" Fatty Xin obviously didn't believe that the school would openly release water on the curriculum.

"Of course, the usual classwork may be a little bit more..." Zhang Jixin scratched his head, and said something rare: "Whatever you want, you must be prepared to lose something. To lose the mulberry and harvest the mulberry is nothing more than this. ."

Zheng Qing was noncommittal and turned to look at Fatty Xin.

The fat wizard did not speak, but smiled and looked at Xiao Xiao: "Doctor, what did you choose?"

"Magic Cosmology."

Xiao Xiao pushed his glasses and replied calmly: "I originally wanted to choose Kabbalah divination, but considering the influence of astrological theory on divination, I decided to lay a solid foundation... Magic cosmology is one of the classic theories of the dimensional school. One, it's worth studying seriously."

"I chose it too." The fat wizard slapped his face hard.

"Are you sure?"

The red-faced wizard kindly persuaded: "I've heard of that course. It's very difficult. Every year, someone fails the course... Listen to me, choose the occult code to pass it easily!"

Fatty Xin was obviously hesitant, but after glancing at Xiao Xiao, he made up his mind again: "That's it. Learn with the Ph.D. The final grades will not be too bad..."

"I think you are just too lazy to use your brain, want to copy the doctor's homework." Zheng Qing not only interrupted the fat wizard's determination, and said quietly: "It is usually a little bit painful, and it is better to pass at the end of the term, or it is easy to cry at the end of the term. ...You must think about it."

"The unexplainable Cannibal King passed Linzhong Lake!" The stick figure villain behind the door suddenly wailed again, shocking everyone in the classroom again.

"Why is it cramping!" Fatty Xin turned his head and looked in the direction of the classroom door, and found nothing unusual. He couldn't help cursing and grinning: "Look back and draw a tigress next to it, scratching it to death, dare you see it? Dare to shout every day."

"Ghost knows." Zheng Qing replied absent-mindedly after crumpling the mulberry paper that had just been painted into a ball~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

"What are you going to take?" The fat wizard retracted his gaze, looked at the young public-funded student, and resumed the topic just now: "With the elder or with us?"

He naturally grouped himself with Xiao Xiao.

"Not sure yet." Zheng Qing vaguely, glanced at the front row of the classroom subconsciously. Unlike the witches who are noisy and chatting, the witches sitting in the front row of the classroom are carefully preparing for the new courses that will start tomorrow, one or two, and their learning attitude is embarrassing.

"Isn't that sure?" Fatty Xin learned Zheng Qing's answer in a weird manner. The two eyebrows squeezed and squeezed on his big pie face as if dancing, causing Zheng Qing's heart to burst out immediately. The urge to cut them off.

He took a deep breath.

Then spit it out slowly.

"I mean, I plan to choose magical creatures." The young public-sponsored student looked at the fat man kindly, for very good reasons: "After all, besides a fox, I still have a dog, a snake, and a group of little ones. Elf. It doesn't hurt to learn more about magical creatures, does it?"