Hunting High School

In the early morning of May, it was not so cold anymore.

Perhaps there is still a bit of coolness in the air, but the budding flowers on the branches and the singing of birds one after another in the forest shatter the coolness, making people more courageous to face life.

Jiang Yu still got up very early today.

But unlike in the past, today she didn't put too much thought into her attire, but like other Jiuyou College students, she wore a bright red gown with a three-finger-wide black belt around her waist. There is no walking ban, no jade ornaments, no hairpins, and no long gloves made of silk.

This overly plain attire was very rare for any witch from a family.

But today it is very necessary.

Because Jiang Yu promised Elena that today she will participate in a magic ceremony performed by the gypsy witch as a supervisor. She must ensure that no one at the ceremony will recognize Own because of her attire.

The curtains hadn't been drawn yet, so the light in the room was dim. Li Meng's slight snoring sound came from behind the tent, appearing satisfied and comfortable. Usually at this time, Jiang Yu would unceremoniously pull open the curtains and lift Li Meng's bed, let the cold wind and sunlight wake up the sleeping little witch, and then drag her to the library to do her homework.

But today, Jiang Yu pressed her finger on the test tube containing pink blood in the corner of the dressing table, sighed slightly, and decided to give Li Meng a vacation.

"Only this time, not next time."

The witch muttered to herself silently, stuffing the test tube into the interlayer of her handbag. When she pulled her hand out, her fingers touched a piece of cold metal in the handbag, which made her shiver involuntarily.

It was a Beretta double-barreled rune gun. Although the appearance was a bit old, the formation on the gun body and the rune on the barrel were intact, and it had been maintained recently. A very reliable feeling.

This rune gun was given to her by Irina yesterday afternoon.

Along with this talisman gun, there was also a talisman bullet with a bright red tip.

"Although all preparations have been made, under any circumstances, accidents must be considered." When the gypsy witch said this, her tone was very relaxed, as if she hadn't noticed how terrible what she said: "If If the magic circle is out of control, use this gun to attack the door in the center of the magic circle; if I lose control, shoot me with a gun... You know, that is the right choice."

"The talisman bullet is specially made. There is only this one. When using it, you must seize the opportunity."

Recalling so far, Jiang Yu seemed to feel that what his fingers touched was not the cold barrel of the gun, but hot coals, and he withdrew his hand suddenly. His face turned pale in the dim light.

"Is it that dangerous?" Jiang Yu's face was also pale when talking with Elena yesterday afternoon: "If it is really dangerous, can you be prepared to do it? Don't use your own life to make unnecessary sacrifices. "

"Preparation? Always prepare... Even the best fortuneteller can't always find the most suitable time to do something. And today's ceremony is actually part of 'preparation'. If it's that simple I have to keep procrastinating on my tasks, and what I want to do will never have the possibility of success.”

Elena's answer was very serious, and her eyes were very firm - anyone who looked into her eyes could read the firmness in her heart: "I am ready to sacrifice everything."

Jiang Yu could read from the eyes of the gypsy witch that even if she refused to provide the spirit witch's blood, Irina and her companions would not suspend the ceremony, and the result of her refusal, except for the backlash of the silent contract , will only reduce the success rate of that ceremony even more.

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This is destined to be a dance on the tip of a knife.

The witch took a deep breath, calmed down her chaotic thoughts, and raised her hand to check the time.

Six o'clock in the morning.

She finally stopped hesitating, reached out and grabbed a red mask placed in the corner of the dressing table, stuffed it into her handbag, got up and walked out of the dormitory. It was a smooth red mask, except for a pair of eyes, there was no more decoration on the surface of the mask.

"boom."

The door of the dormitory was gently closed, with a low sound, but it unexpectedly alarmed a sleeping little witch.

"Hey? Did anyone go out just now?"

Li Meng, who was sleeping in a mess, suddenly sat up, rubbed her eyes, and muttered twice. Then she was vaguely aware of the dim light in the room:

"Well, my cousin hasn't woken me up yet..."

Before she finished speaking, the little witch slammed down on the bed again, seized the precious weekend time, and went to play chess with Duke Zhou again. The stuffed bear curled up in the corner of the little witch's bed, opened its mouth, and seemed to want to say something, but the moment it was about to speak, a little white foot came out of the bed and blocked its mouth viciously .

The plush bear decisively chose to continue paralyzing.

...

...

Also this morning, in a cramped gray dormitory, Nicholas paused on the tip of his penitent pen.

Compared with before, this room looks much messier.

but more colorful

A pot of luxuriant Sijiqing was placed on the desk, and some lazy fireflies were lying on the thick leaves, shining green light. The lantern bugs, who have worked hard all night, can only cast a soybean-sized light at this moment, illuminating the area less than one foot around.

But it doesn't matter, the cold white light in the morning has passed through the narrow window and fell into the room, providing more abundant light for the owner of the room.

Nicholas straightened the thick stack of letter papers on the table and stuffed them into a huge envelope.

Last night, he wrote letters to his mother all night.

Confess his recklessness, his incompetence, his sorrow. Just like the situation he faced when he entered the first university in his first year, yesterday when he heard the words that came out of the alpha student's mouth, he swung his own fist without hesitation.

Originally, he thought that after two years of college life, after being admonished and punished by the school, he had matured and could face this situation and no longer lose control.

But the moment he swung his fist yesterday, he finally realized that he was wrong.

"No one can insult you to my face."

"Even if I have to make a third choice, I will continue to shake my own fist, Mom." He wrote at the end of the letter: "You gave me my first life, you gave me birth; Second life, let me and Liz get rid of the life of a magician. I have nothing to repay you except life."

"May Merlin bless you forever."