Hunting College

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Sir Friedman's lounge is very spacious.

The huge French windows were tightly closed, and blood-red velvet curtains were hung there half-hidden, with two gold hooks with silver tassels hanging beside them. Through the bright windows, there is an endless azure blue in the distance, and a flock of flying geese can be vaguely seen under a few sparse white clouds.

Unlike the habits of most wizards, the portraits hanging in this lounge are just two very ordinary oil paints. There is no magic effect attached to the portraits, so naturally there is no shadow of an old man attached-of course, from From an artistic point of view, these two oil paintings are both very talented and do not lack the so-called'artistic soul'. So when Zheng Qing first saw them, he almost threw a few silent charms.

Of course, following the witch, he finally noticed the mystery between the portraits, did not throw out the silent symbol in his arms, and maintained a bit of stability that a boy should have.

Jelena did not notice the subtle movements of the boy's heart.

While leading the way, she casually introduced Zheng Qing to the furnishings in this lounge-as if this were her own home-giving people a very strange feeling: "...the two oil paintings are painted on the left. The old man sitting on the chair with his face is Tony J. Black, the patriarch of the Black family with a long history. The book under his hand is the basic rule that must be followed by Parliament throughout the month— -"The Code of the Moon"."

"The old handsome guy on the right is John Hugh Cullen of the Cullen family, a legend among vampires. The cup in his hand is said to be the Holy Grail of the Blood Clan...Of course, no one has ever proved this. It’s a gossip circulating outside."

"And the maroon wooden table behind you is said to be made of a coffin board where a vampire who surpassed the great wizard once slept. Only Friedman can bear this blessing... "

Listening to the introduction of the witch, the public servant who was originally relying on the maroon desk suddenly felt a chill on his back, with a horrible feeling, and immediately bounced off the edge of the table and avoided it far. At the same time, he was reviewing his carelessness from the bottom of his heart-he knew that these vampires had unique hobbies, and he even touched the things in this room carelessly.

"As for the terrace in front, that is the purpose of my coming here today."

Having said this, Elena turned around, and she did not know when she turned out her set of tarot cards again.

"Did you bring the Knight of the Scepter?" She suddenly asked nonchalantly.

Zheng Qing was stunned and reacted immediately.

"Take it, take it." As he said, he immediately opened the gray cloth bag and found the card that had lost most of its brilliance from a small purple wooden box.

A few weeks ago, the witch heard that he had a nightmare, so this card was given to him to calm the nerves. Although it has long expired, Zheng Qing has always been with him as a souvenir.

The witch's eyes waved, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"I just said I want to give you a gift..." Seeing Zheng Qing slightly opened his mouth, as if she wanted to refuse, Ilena immediately raised the tarot card in her hand and shook her head: "This is a gift, you must Take it...choose a card."

The young public servant tweaked for a few seconds, hehe smiled-although this excuse was very old-fashioned and hypocritical, but in the society, he unconsciously got these habits-then he squinted , Drew the scepter knight who had just been stuffed back from the tarot card.

Compared with other cards, the color of this scepter knight is obviously a little bleak, and after being touched by him for a long time, it is more or less contaminated with his breath, which is the most recognizable.

Seeing his choice, the witch couldn't help but curl her lips: "You are cheating... Now, before giving you gifts, tell me first, how did you kill so many monsters on the hunting ground? You really cheated. ?"

Zheng Qing heard this, subconsciously felt a bit wronged, and couldn't help but argue: "Why cheated? You also saw it on the hunting ground... the big black... tiger, it killed the monsters and followed me..."

Thinking of the documents that the professors had kept him secret, Zheng Qing knotted his tongue, and the'big black cat' that was going to be exported immediately became the'big black tiger', but Irina only acted when he was anxious, and did not Pay attention to this detail.

But obviously, she was taken aback by the boy's sudden momentum.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm also listening to everyone." The witch obviously realized the sensitivity of this question, and couldn't help but explain: "...You were saved by our hunting team on the hunting ground, and in the end, You got the title of the best hunter, we didn't get anything. Everyone was a little bit upset in their hearts, and naturally there was rumors... I'm not saying you cheated, I don't mean it at all."

Zheng Qing was still a bit annoyed at first, but after seeing Jelena's performance, the anger disappeared a lot.

He waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "This kind of thing, there is no way to theory... After a while, everyone will naturally have other topics."

"The Knight of the Scepter, with a fortune, march towards the unknown. This is both courage and recklessness." Irina took the card from Zheng Qing again, and pulled the topic back to the present: "I think , I know what gift to give you."

"You didn't prepare before?" Zheng Qing's words obviously had no brains.

As soon as he spoke, he regretted it immediately, and couldn't help but explain: "I mean, I thought the gift you were going to give was a prepared gift bought from a store..."

"Gifts, why buy them from the store?" The witch looked a little surprised: "Given a gift, I must give my beloved thing! Otherwise, how to reflect its preciousness?"

This is so reasonable that people cannot refute it.

Zheng Qing's lips trembled, admiring this logic deeply.

"You turn around, I'll prepare it first." The witch suddenly spoke, pushing away the boy.

Zheng Qing immediately turned around obediently, and at the same time, a variety of timely pictures appeared in his mind ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and various sweet words that might be used later. Thinking about it, he felt that his nose was a little hot, and when he reached out his hand, he had a nosebleed.

"Ashamed, ashamed... Whenever something big happens, be quiet." The boy muttered to himself, and at the same time quickly took out a few Ganlin symbols from the gray cloth bag and patted them on his nose.

"What are you whispering about?" The witch asked briskly from behind: "Okay, turn around!"

Zheng Qing took a deep breath.

Efforts to squeeze out the various charming images in his mind, his body turned back stiffly.

"Hey, this is a gift for you! I just packed it!" Irina held a square wooden box and held it up in front of Zheng Qing with a look of dismay: "You must cherish it... "

She told me to turn around just to wrap the present...

Zheng Qing looked at the criss-crossed golden ribbons on the box with a dull expression, the remnant thoughts in his heart were beyond words.

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