Hunting College

Remember [New] for a second,! "Would you like to follow up and take a look?"

"Under the nose of a great wizard?"

"but…"

"No buts. The task we received was to record her whereabouts after leaving the school, 'record' not 'interference'! Did you write down the fact that she entered Gini's hut?"

Not far from Zhu Si, at the corner of a grocery store at No. 27 Gudiao Street, two wizards in black robes were arguing quietly and fiercely.

They are of similar stature, wearing wide hoods, unable to see their faces, and their entire bodies are hidden in the shadows of the corners, blurry, as if a gust of wind can blow them away.

Any wizard who is good at tracking and chasing can see here that these two wizards have used a very good stealth magic, so even a few steps away a North District wizard is carrying a bag of frogs. He looked around vigilantly as he passed by, and did not cast his suspicious eyes on this corner.

"I remembered it down," after hearing the rhetorical question of his companion, the wizard who spoke first was a little weaker, but stubbornly repeated: "But..."

"'But' has nothing to do with us."

His companion patiently and impatiently interrupted: "Take a ten thousand steps back, assuming the Rat Fairy is really staying in the Gini's hut now, what are we going to do in it? Bring tea to the legendary boss? Just keep your head up... We are just two small registered wizards, and what we have received is only the simplest low-level task, so we can't make trouble for ourselves."

The words 'legendary boss' are more convincing than any extra saliva.

The shadows in this corner were silent for a moment.

Only the faint rustling of the quill tip over the parchment could be heard.

After a while, the first wizard spoke again and sighed softly: "...The Great Sage of Korma and Lecturer Zhu Si look about the same age...I don't know what they will talk about."

"Curiosity killed the cat." The companion said disapprovingly, "We need to bring our brains when we perform the task, but we can't bring our brains... In addition, according to the instructions in the task book, the two of them are too different in age, it's just the situation of Lecturer Zhu Si. It's special, so the two people look similar in temperament."

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Zhu Si didn't know the two little tails that immediately followed her.

Or, she might know, but don't care.

After all, even she herself didn't quite know what to do in this hut. Wizards' inspiration - which may also be called 'impulse' - is in most cases the result of passive divination.

Just like 'the golden wind does not move the cicada beforehand', the cicada has already noticed the clue when the autumn wind has not yet risen. Of course, this clue is not detailed enough that she can predict the origin of this 'Kini's Magic Cabin'.

The witch stood in front of the white walls and black tiles, silently looking at this simple two-story building, and her eyes focused on the small garden outside the building for a while.

There are several cherry trees in the garden that are growing very well. Although it is the end of autumn, under the influence of magic, those cherry trees are still blooming very recklessly, blooming in the night with an unstoppable momentum.

Yes, momentum.

Zhu Si felt that it was difficult for him to use words to describe the appearance of those cherry blossoms in full bloom.

Jingle Bell!

The witch raised her head and looked at the sound, only to see the copper bell hanging on the arch-shaped gate without wind and automatically, swaying gently, making a series of crisp sounds.

Squeak.

The door opened, and a tall witch stuck her head out, looking curiously at the visitor outside the door. Since Colmar became a great wizard, there have been very few such unannounced guests in Gini's hut - especially this guest was invited by the great sage to enter the door.

Zhu Si frowned slightly.

She noticed the undulating magic power fluctuations on the witch's body, not weak, but like the water of duckweed, giving people an erratic feeling. And she also noticed a few strands of silver mixed in the witch's hair, and the silver gave off a deadly color.

"welcome."

The door opener politely gave up his seat.

Zhu Si thought about it for a few seconds, then smiled casually, raised his foot and walked in. This is the choice of old-school wizards who trust their own inspiration more than elaborate and careful planning.

After passing the main entrance and walking around the white courtyard wall for a short time, the two finally stopped in front of a half-closed wooden door on the first floor. There was no door **** hanging on the door, and there were no couplets on the left and right of the door frame. A smell called shabby.

Zhu Si remembered the nameplate outside the gate. The first floor was a place called 'Sakura Tavern'. She thought that this should be the Naroshzi Tavern.

dong dong dong.

The guide knocked on the door politely - in Zhu Si's view, it was just taking off her pants and farting. Through the gap between the half-closed doors, she could already see the bar in the room shrouded in bright light, and the bar The silver-haired, tall witch sitting behind.

tall and big?

Zhu Si raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on the wave of magic power rippling around the witch, and there was more speculation in his heart.

"Please come in."

A slightly hoarse voice came from the front of the bar: "Catherine, you go up and tell them that magic practice needs to be controlled... It's very late today, let them all go back."

"Yes, Lord Great Sage." After the witch who led the way respectfully saluted outside the door, she left the guests beside her, turned around and left quietly without any hesitation.

North District, Great Sage, a familiar and unfamiliar name immediately appeared in Zhu Si's mind. She said she was familiar because after returning to school, she had heard the deeds of this great wizard with a 'legendary' experience more than once; com because she hasn't dealt with the great wizard.

creak.

The guests pushed the door in by themselves, and after getting rid of the night outside the door, their eyes suddenly brightened. Several thick magic candles were hung upside down under the wooden beams, the melted wax oil clinging to the candle wicks, trembling, and being sucked into the burning flames, it turned into light and spread all over the room.

In the tavern, except for the silver-haired witch, there was no other figure.

"In the past, only light bugs could be raised in the Sakura Tavern."

Seemingly noticing the gazes of the guests, the witch in front of the bar tilted her head, propped her chin, and explained lazily: "And saying 'affordable' is like putting gold on the face... Because those light bugs used to **** morning and night. The dew, and a little bit of bad wine spilled by the guests survived... So the light here has been very dim... Now that we have money, we also light magic candles, and light several at a time. For nothing else, just watch the light , feel at ease."

What she said was interesting, and so was Zhu Si's listening.

It's just that the guest still didn't make a sound, but continued to look up and down the layout of the room, looking at the great sage of the northern district, Colmar, who was far and very close to him.