Hunting High School

Hearing Kerma's question, the gray-robed witch took a small breath, and it took a long time before she mustered up the courage to speak again.

It's just that this time, her voice became much weaker, and she was not as chic and natural as before: "...I was asking, would you like some green bees? Your complexion looks a bit bad..."

She originally wanted to ask where Kerma's beautiful long silver hair was dyed, and what the mysterious rune on her forehead meant, but she couldn't help but ask another question.

Kerma lowered her eyelids, trying her best to restrain the breath that escaped from her body. Although the conjurer was not as disturbed as the school wizards when facing her because he was not sensitive enough to magic, they could also feel the increasingly oppressive atmosphere in the hall. This is not the consequence that Colmar had hoped for.

The witch's self-restraint worked quickly.

The morning glory in the flower pot was the first to react, quietly opened its petals, and hummed softly again:

"...

at the mercy of fate,

Resisting recklessly,

till death

..."

"Catherine, let everyone gather," the owner of the Kini Cabin took a deep breath, his hair was calm and his eyes were a little firmer: "I have an experiment that needs cooperation."

Catherine is the gray-robed female juggler, and one of the jugglers with the highest 'magic skills' in the Kini hut. When Korma is not in the club, she will be in charge of the daily operation of the Kini hut.

It is the duty of these magicians to cooperate with Korma to do some "grey experiments".

This is also the customary rule of most similar clubs in the northern part of Beta Town. After all, knowledge is priceless. Even if you do charity, you will never harm yourself and benefit others. It's just that compared with other clubs, Korma's daily experiments are very gentle, and there are very few unethical behaviors such as human body modification, species hybridization, soul analysis, and new magic human experiments.

The gray-robed witch immediately cheered up: "Got it!"

Soon, the young magicians who were sitting loosely in the hall gathered together and sat in a circle. Colmar was behind the bar preparing the materials needed for later experiments, and Catherine presided over the ceremony.

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"According to the request of the owner of the kini hut, we are now selecting assistants for the seventy-ninth experiment." The gray-robed girl, holding a slanted ponytail similar to Kerma's, walked to the center of the circle, looked around, and heard a voice severe:

"As usual, it is the turn of whoever the handle of the spoon points to... If someone wants to quit, there is still time."

The people sitting around looked nervous, a few girls were even trembling slightly, but no one withdrew.

Because quitting means leaving the Gini hut, which means losing the opportunity to learn magic knowledge for free, which is a consequence they cannot bear.

But everyone knows the dangers of participating in magical experiments. Even though the magic experiment at the Kini Cabin has always been known for its mildness and low negative effects in the North District, it doesn't mean it's risk-free. Just last month, a male juggler burned his brain because of participating in magic experiments, and was finally sent by his family to work as a private worker in the Bilgewater Alchemy Workshop—it was an alchemy workshop opened by goblins, and after entering it, he would take the remaining life In exchange for coins, no one expects him to come out again, not even his family members.

Kerma knew these things.

She has always known.

But she didn't stop it, and she didn't intend to stop it. If she didn't change the weak spellcasting ability of the magicians, even if she saved a thousand bond workers in the Bilgewater Alchemy Workshop, she wouldn't be able to save the thousand and one.

As the saying goes, "teaching a man to fish is worse than giving him a fish".

This kind of story only strengthens what she is doing now, the path she has chosen.

Sinan was placed on a maroon high stool, and the shiny spoon that had been rubbed quietly lay on the smooth copper plate. Black oxide copper and green copper rust were mixed together, filling many of the copper plates. Tiny ravines. Those ravines are the formation and rune traces of Sinanshang.

Catherine twirled the spoon vigorously, then sprinted back to the edge of the circle and sat in an empty seat. She is also a member of the jugglers and needs to participate in this 'lottery' event.

Different from ordinary Sinan, this Sinan is actually called "Siqi" more appropriately, because it is not an instrument for measuring direction, but an alchemical tool for measuring luck. According to the user's request, it will look for a wizard with the most "luck" in a certain period of time. This is one of the reasons why Kerma's experiments have less negative effects.

The magicians sat together, leaning on their hands, bowing their heads, praying softly:

"We are all mortal..."

"From the moment of birth to death..."

"Those who travel far..."

"Why don't you leave earlier..."

"Every moment of life is being overlooked..."

"Only Death, let us be equal..."

"All the roads in the world have been trodden..."

"There is only the last piece of pure snow, beckoning to us behind the swamp of Death..."

"It's my turn..."

"It's my turn..."

"It's my turn..."

At first, the prayer voice was very low and a little messy, but with the buzzing sound of Sinan's spoon handle, and as the prayers gradually cleared their minds of distracting thoughts, the prayer voice became more and more orderly and louder.

Until the end, the sound wave echoed in this empty hall, shaking the door and window glass to buzz and tremble.

Korma held a bowl of concoction and stood outside the circle, quietly watching the devout expressions of the young magicians. Compared with the more and more intense sound waves, the fluctuating magical fluctuations around her became more and more slight. The strong desire of her companions was like a tranquilizer, which completely calmed the witch's heart.

finally.

The spoon spinning on Sinan's copper plate stopped.

Ding, a crisp sound came from the copper plate, and the original loud prayer stopped abruptly.

The jugglers can look up.

Some people raised their heads bravely and looked directly at Sinan; some people kept their eyes closed when they raised their heads, and they were still praying in whispers; Forehead, just pricked up his ears to hear the companions beside him exclaim in a low voice.

Catherine was, of course, one of the bravest of those jugglers.

She raised her head and opened her eyes, and then she saw Sinan's slender spoon handle facing her eyebrows.

The young female Juggernaut stood up calmly, her voice trembling slightly, and announced:

"The selection of assistants for the seventy-ninth experiment has been completed."

"Elected, Catherine Stewart."

There was a low sound of breathing around the circle, some were shocked, some were disturbed, and some were relieved. The high stools under the jugglers creaked ominously, and everyone raised their heads to look at the female juggler who stood up.

She held her head up, revealing her snow-white neck, like a brave swan.