Hunting College

If you want to use a more elegant term to describe the relationship between the wizard and the murloc, then the term ‘lightness’ is more appropriate.

To put it in a more straightforward language, it means ‘mutual contempt’.

For wizards, the murlocs are just a humble fragment in the long history of magic. They are ugly in shape, irritable and low-civilized. Apart from a bit of brute force, they have almost zero mastery of magic skills. As a result, some radical wizards once threatened that if it weren't for the "Witcher's Code" to divide these alien lives, perhaps today's young wizards could only visit this incompetent race in tall glass bottles filled with formalin.

For murlocs, wizards are just a part of many terrestrial lives. In their eyes, everything on land is muddy and muddy, and only fish are the flesh and blood of water. The wisdom in the water is naturally noble, so they always have a sense of superiority from the lungs when they see muddy things.

Zheng Qing has never been able to understand why the stinking murlocs think they are flesh and blood made of water.

But this did not prevent him from judging the atmosphere on the glade.

The tallest murloc held his head high, held his arms, and slowly pulsed his biceps, as if he wanted to mock the few short wizards in front of him with contemptuous eyes.

It's just that the round fisheyes are difficult to express rich connotations by adjusting the height of the eyelids, and its high head makes its eyes look more dull.

The fat wizard on the opposite side seemed to completely ignore its many actions.

"transaction."

Facing these foul-smelling murlocs, the fat wizard obviously lost the interest in speaking, and only uttered these two words in a low tone.

The murloc head curled his mouth boringly, and the fins on his back swung from side to side.

Behind them, two murlocs took heavy steps, grabbed four packages and threw them in front of the black-robed wizards.

"Wow!"

The parcel smashed on the lawn and broke apart.

Zheng Qing's eyes widened.

Wet school bags, ripped notes, herbs in glass bottles, crucibles with silt, even wooden combs with broken handles, chipped mortars, bald brushes, etc., almost all the students fell into Zhonghu's objects can be seen here.

These sundries were scattered on the ground along with the scattered furoshiki, rolled away sparsely, and under the reflection of the moonlight, they showed a somewhat decayed atmosphere.

"Asshole!" A black-robed wizard was obviously not at the arrogant attitude of the fish people. He roared and opened the book in his arms, the pages of the book rustled, and a milky white halo rose from the book.

The fish people's dorsal fins opened almost at the same time, and they took a step back cautiously. The leading tall murloc silently looked at the fat wizard standing among the three. The fins on his back moved slightly, reflecting the disturbing moonlight.

"Come back." The fat wizard lowered his head and looked at the debris, and shouted in a deep voice.

The wizard who opened the book did not hesitate, and immediately returned to the original position.

"Don't complain about my partner's bad temper." The fat wizard whispered in a hoarse voice, "If it weren't for the long time we worked together, I would also be unhappy...these rags...you are begging. Is it?"

While speaking, he raised his head and looked at the murloc opposite.

Because of his head up, his hood slipped a little. Through the moonlight, Zheng Qing could clearly see a generous chin.

The accusation of the fat wizard made the fish people a little uneasy.

The leading murloc put a dorsal fin to stop the riots of the tribe.

"...His...now freshmen are very careful...his... one of my warriors was almost hit by the'North Wind Qiliang'...his..." Compared with the murloc who explored, the leader’s expression ability is obviously more proficient: "...those freshmen...his...even dare to compete with the murlocs...his...his..."

It can be seen that this incident left a very deep impression on the fish people, so much so that it gasped a lot when describing the incident.

"No matter what, the quality of this batch is too low." The fat wizard shook his head and offered a price.

Fish people are obviously dissatisfied with the price, but they don't seem to be familiar with bargaining.

The fat wizard is very insistent on his price.

The glade fell into a strange silence for a while.

"Ah! Bugs!"

A scream broke the silence in the court.

The black robe wizard and the murloc turned their heads almost at the same time and looked at the tall linden tree not far away.

"Someone!" a black-robed wizard yelled, and immediately opened the book in his hand.

And several murlocs opened their dorsal fins at the same time.

Zheng Qing buzzed his head and turned his head to look at the little boy next to him a little angrily.

Lin Guo seemed to have just realized his mistake and was covering her mouth with her hands in a panic.

"I still have to exercise more." The old man Verne didn't seem to be dissatisfied~www.wuxiaspot.com~ just grumbled, stretched out his hand and rubbed the boy's head vigorously, and then rushed towards the clearing with meteors, waving The stick in his hand roared: "Patrol, don't move!"

However, it was too late.

At the same time that Linguo screamed, the wizards in the black robe in the venue fled for the first time. Flicked his sleeves, but didn't disturb a leaf.

And those murlocs who looked a little stupid, got into the woods with agility beyond everyone's expectations, and fled in all directions.

The guests on the lawn disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The breeze blowing from the lake quietly passed the treetops, causing the leaves to collide with each other, making a rustling sound.

The cold moonlight fell on the glade, as if silvering the grasses.

Zheng Qing moved his stiff legs and heels to the old man, and ran into the clearing, looking at the scattered'goods', his mind couldn't turn around.

Just ran away? He scratched his head, always feeling a little funny.

"Catch a murloc, award three credits. That murloc leader has five credits." The old man Verne looked around and gave a big reward simply and neatly: "If you can't catch it, you can get entangled before others arrive. It can also award a credit."

Zheng Qing's breathing immediately rose.

"The murlocs are fierce." Linguo whispered.

"Hold on to your walking sticks, those animals who dare not deal with you." The old man waved his hand nonchalantly: "If you have gadgets such as suppression talisman on hand, you can hit ten of these stinky fish far away from the lake. ."

As he said, he glanced at Zheng Qing with a meaningful look.

Zheng Qing did not notice this scrutiny gaze.

Hearing the clattering sound from the depths of the woods, he almost immediately took out his grey cloth bag and began to search for suitable talisman in the paulownia box.