Hunting High School

"A mirror is a magical thing."

"It can reflect the beauty and ugliness of the world, diffuse the brilliance of the sun and the moon, distort the gap between reality and falsehood, and build bridges between the worlds of life and death."

"Every mirror reflects a corner of the world."

"Countless mirrors, countless corners, glue these corners together, it is the shadow of the complete world. It is also the 'world in the mirror' that wizards often refer to."

"We are now standing in this real but false world."

The gentleman stood beside Zheng Qing, his voice was like a whisper, very soft, as if he was observing a cloud of fine dust, if he spoke a little louder, the dust would fly up and he would lose the opportunity to observe.

Compared with Mr. Zheng Qing, his voice was much louder.

"Is this the world in the mirror?" The wizard walked to the door of another room and looked in through the glass on the door. Inside was a small bedroom. Several girls were sitting in a circle. Charms, joss sticks and other things, chanting words.

The boy vaguely heard the words "Bloody Mary".

"...I thought the world in the mirror would be very gorgeous." The young public fee student glanced at the second door, looked at the third, fourth, and even the end of this long corridor, and finally shook his head: "...I didn't expect it to be so simple. Is every door here a mirror?"

"To be precise, it is a mirror that has endured magic." The gentleman corrected him gently: "Not just any mirror can form the own mirror door. Only the mirror that has undergone magic rituals and communicated with the elves in the mirror world can be opened." There are own doors."

"Elves? Are there elves in this world?"

"Any world has its fairies. Just like any flower has its own bees."

"Where are the elves? Why can't I see them?"

"It's up to you to discover it yourself." Having said that, the gentleman paused for a moment, with a hint of distress in his tone: "You just thought the world was 'simple', and it was because you were with me. My Existence magnifies your 'order' and makes this world lose room for self-expression... This is a little bit beyond my expectations."

"Order?" The boy looked thoughtfully at the deep corridor, as well as the torches and doors on both sides of the corridor. Come to think of it, this place is really quite regular.

"Since you're following me, you won't be able to feel the charm of this world. Then you'll have to go on your own for the rest of the journey." The gentleman patted the boy on the shoulder and asked, "Do you know how to get rid of getting lost?"

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"Direction and belief." Zheng Qing replied: "And 'Determinate Fangzhong'."

The former one was learned in the library of Jiuyou Academy. There is too much knowledge in the library, and students without faith and direction can easily lose themselves in the vast ocean of knowledge.

The latter is a spell, a directional spell commonly used by hunters to locate at night.

"Very good." The gentleman smiled with satisfaction: "Then before you set off, let me tell you one last note... Plato once made a very interesting analogy, if a prisoner in a cave, from childhood to adulthood He can only see the shadows on the cave walls, thinking that those shadows are the only real existence, then when he returns to the real world, his self-consciousness will be shattered by the reality of the world."

"So, finally, and most importantly, you can't get lost in the mirror world for too long. Otherwise, even if you return to the real, the world view will be severely damaged by the stimulation of false and real."

The young wizard nodded cautiously, and silently visualized the own rune gun in his mind.

Then he felt his husband push him hard, causing him to fall forward involuntarily. When he got up, the surroundings were no longer the deep and narrow corridor, but a thick white mist.

Like the mist that Mr. had brought him here before.

Zheng Qing's Colt python resolutely emerged in the mist, shaking the muzzle, alert to any slight movements around it. Soon, the fog cleared, and the wizard immediately noticed a black shadow flashing past not far in front of him.

"Don't move!" he yelled.

The mist dissipated faster.

After a few seconds.

Zheng Qing looked at the huge mirror in front of him, and at the young wizard who was also holding a rune gun in the mirror, with a vigilant expression on his face, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"I was scared to death," he changed his hand to the gun, wiped the sweat from his palms on his robe, and muttered, "...I thought it was the elf in the mirror that Mr. said."

While speaking, he stepped forward, wanting to see the mirror clearly.

This mirror is very similar to the mirror in the gazebo, with the same marble base, Roman relief columns on both sides, and a line of words carved on the lintel above the mirror.

But just like the mirror in the gazebo, Zheng Qing also couldn't see what was written on the lintel. It was as if there was a layer of fog covering it.

Wanted to take a closer look.

But hesitated Half step.

Zheng Qing didn't know why there was an anxious expression on his face. This is very abnormal. He thought for a while, and planned to put away the talisman gun first, and hang a stack of meditation and Bixie talismans on himself.

The talisman spear in his hand collapsed into a cloud of blue light spots.

The boy's face froze.

Because the 'he' in the mirror also put away the rune gun - but 'he' put the rune gun back into the gray cloth bag.

After realizing that the movements were inconsistent, the movements of 'Zheng Qing' in the mirror also froze for a moment.

Then he raised his head and smiled apologetically outside.

"I knew you were a fake!" The 'Zheng Qing' in the mirror obviously reacted quickly, shouted, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled out the rune gun from the gray cloth bag again and pointed it at Zheng Qing outside the mirror.

But obviously, the speed of 'thinking' in the brain is much faster than the speed of 'hands-on'.

'Zheng Qing' in the mirror hadn't completely pulled the rune gun out of the gray cloth bag, a gun barrel protruded from the center of Zheng Qing's forehead, and a dim blue halo glowed over the barrel.

"boom!"

There was a muffled gunshot.

"Wow!!"

The crackling sound of a mirror being shattered.

The terrified expression of 'Zheng Qing' in the mirror slowly subsided amidst the cracking sound, and then showed a sinister smile to the guest outside the mirror: "...it's very fast."

The cracked expression looked extremely happy amidst the broken sound of "哗啦啦".

Zheng Qing's heart sank.

After the huge mirror was shattered, it was not scattered all over the place as expected. Instead, it floats in mid-air and revolves around Zheng Qing. Like a giant windmill.

White mist surged up like a tide.

When the windmill stopped, the fog receded again. The huge glass mirror with only one side has now become hundreds of pieces. Surrounding the wizard, it was like a huge maze, enclosing him in it.

In each mirror, there is a Zheng Qing, smiling and greeting him.