Hunting High School

The first time that weird sound sounded.

The round-faced witch's fingers quickly wiped across the spine of the book, and a light gray halo spread, forming a thin layer of light film attached to the door, window edges and ventilation holes, preventing the sound from spreading outside the room. regional spread.

The gray-haired old wizard raised his hand, signaling the assistants behind him to leave.

Holding the notes in their arms, the young wizards disappeared docilely into the light and shadow that gradually brightened outside the door. The door of the meeting room slammed shut again.

The light gray light film converges more and more tightly.

"Ahem," the skinny wizard covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and coughed twice: "It's fine."

Only then did the translucent glazed case under the clock slowly open with a creaking sound, and a puppet came out—it was wearing a black top hat, a straight tuxedo, dark striped trousers, and a pointed puppet. Scalp leather shoes, a slender civilized stick in his hand, pale face, narrow eyes, and a long, thin nose.

"You shouldn't come out." The round-faced witch glanced at the puppet and said calmly, "At least you shouldn't come out until those children have left."

"Oh, please forgive me, Your Excellency the Great Wizard." The puppet took off its own head, turned around a few times in front of its body, then bent its legs and performed a 'head ceremony', and said sincerely: "... After all, I am just a A puppet has no brains."

"Everyone can see this." James replied with a bad attitude.

"Cough cough," the skinny wizard coughed violently a few times: "Yi said, 'If the ruler is not secret, he will lose his minister, if the minister is not secret, he will lose his body, and if the minister is not secret, he will lose his body. '...ahem...we can tolerate a puppet as a messenger, but we can't tolerate a messenger without a brain."

The puppet put its head back on its shoulders, kicked its pointed leather shoes, and twirled the civilized stick in its hand.

"Tolerance and intolerance is your business, but choosing the messenger is the business of Master 'Magician'." It hopped, kicked, tapped, snapped its four fingers, and walked on the large conference table. , as if on stage:

"My lord reminded you that interrogation is just a waste of time~~ You should hold a hearing as soon as possible. Only in this way can you win your spoils."

"I thought she was also a member of the Council under the Moon, and would be a little concerned about the troubles in Dark Blue Castle." The round-faced witch sighed slightly.

"A group of Life guys in the dark, how can we expect them to watch over and help each other?" The gray-haired old wizard snorted heavily.

The puppet obviously didn't like the old wizard's wording.

It turned its head, there was a creaking sound from its neck, and a pair of dull eyes stared round: "'Guy in the Dark', hey, old man, don't forget your promise to Master 'Magician'... ...The clans under the moon have always been the most important pillar of the alliance!"

"Don't be nervous, he doesn't have any malicious intentions." The round-faced witch quickly interrupted: "...At first, everyone was just holding the mentality of trying this question, and they just hit the rabbits. If you hit the rabbits, you will make money, right? Now the most What matters is Mr. Magician's opinion. Is he sure he wants to hold the Grand Wizarding Conference before the 'Black Hell' event ends?"

The puppet's neck creaked and turned back.

It looked at the round-faced witch, opened its mouth suddenly, and changed into a hoarse and deep voice: "...a country cannot live without a king. Since the headmaster has confirmed that he will leave, he must confirm the successor as soon as possible... This is right. The responsibility of First University is also for the safety of the league."

The three great wizards behind the conference table lowered their heads in unison, expressing enough respect for the voice.

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When Su Shijun left Danhag, the morning light had already painted the sky.

But when she arrived at the black prison, she fell into the world shrouded in night again—the pitch-black earth, the pitch-black clouds, the pitch-black night sky, and there was no light above her head. The magma gathered into red puddles and small rivers, shining with the few lights in this world.

The witch's figure was like a cyan streamer, breaking through the thick black clouds, piercing the dark night sky, and landed on the open space in front of the Hell Castle.

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boom!

The cyan streamer flashed and disappeared, and the aura originating from the great wizard scattered and disturbed, stirring up a fierce gust of wind.

Four illusory blue foxtails swayed behind her, like the most brilliant flames, illuminating the open space in front of the castle. Constructed knights in pitch-black heavy armor stood neatly and silently on both sides of the corridor, holding spears in their hands, and gold and silver intertwined cloud seal seals circulated on the armor.

"All...salute!"

The deep roar echoed in the square, echoing the "crack" sound of gunpoints piercing the night, neat and dense, like a salute played in unison.

In the distance, behind all the windows that could be opened in the castle, dense figures were crowded, staring curiously and longingly at the figure in front of the open space. These are the young hunters who arrived in time after receiving Su Shijun's arrival in the black prison. Hormones destroyed their usual steady shell, revealing a bit of the fiery aura unique to young people.

It's a pity that they only saw a vague figure and four huge, illusory fox tails swaying behind the figure.

Su Shijun's face was covered under the wide hood, only a little white chin was exposed. She was walking on the corridor paved with dark stone slabs, and the sound of her high heels hitting the ground could be heard far away in the empty world.

It seems slow but urgent, quick and solemn.

The witch's figure quickly disappeared into the thick gate of the Black Prison Castle, leaving only disappointing sighs behind the windows.

Unlike ordinary hunting teams, Su Shijun, as a member of the Council of Under the Moon and a member of the Council of Great Wizards, does not need to register at the gate of the Black Prison Castle, but is directly led to the rest of the Council under the Moon by the Black Prison staff room.

It was an empty and gorgeous room.

The emptiness lies in the fact that apart from the coffee table in the center of the room and the large sofa surrounding the coffee table, there is no other furniture in this lounge; the magnificence lies in the Persian carpet woven with golden fleece and mithril silk on the floor and the retro-style chandelier with gold branches inlaid with jade hanging from the ceiling , just simply arranged there, it gave the room a bit of aristocratic atmosphere.

When Su Shijun walked into this lounge, in the center of the room, around the coffee table, there was already the aura of Si Daoyuan and Yuezhi waiting there.

The staff of the castle bowed to leave and closed the door of the lounge.

Click.

Su Shijun let out a sigh of relief, and the four swaying cyan foxtail phantoms behind him slowly converged and became a bit more solid. She took off her hood, revealing her beautiful face.

In front of other senators, the witch has no intention of hiding her appearance.