Hunting High School

"Do you want to follow in and have a look?"

"Under the nose of a great wizard?"

"but……"

"There is no but. The task we received was to record her whereabouts after leaving the school, 'recording' rather than 'interfering'! Have you recorded the fact that she entered the Kini hut?"

Not far from Zhu Si, at the corner of a grocery store at No. 27 Gu Diao Street, two wizards in black robes were arguing quietly but fiercely.

They are similar in stature, they all wear wide hoods, their faces cannot be seen clearly, and their entire bodies are hidden in the shadow of the corner, blurred, as if a gust of wind can blow them away.

Any wizard who is good at tracking and hunting can see here that these two wizards have cast a very clever magic of stealth, so even a North District wizard is carrying a bag of frogs a few steps away. He looked around vigilantly as he passed by, and he didn't turn his suspicious eyes to this corner.

"I remember it." After hearing the companion's question, the first wizard who spoke was slightly weaker, but he repeated stubbornly: "But..."

"'But' has nothing to do with us."

His companion interrupted patiently but impatiently: "Take a step back, assuming that the Rat Immortal is really staying in the Kini Hut now, what are we going to do in it? Do you want to pass tea to the Legendary Boss? Can you use your brains... ...We are just two small registered wizards, and we only received the simplest low-level task, so we don't want to make trouble for ourselves."

The words 'Legendary Boss' are more convincing than any extra saliva.

The shadows in this corner were quiet for a moment.

The only faint sound could be the rustling of the quill tip across the parchment.

After a while, the first wizard spoke again and sighed softly: "...The Great Sage of Kerma and Lecturer Zhu Si seem to be about the same age... I don't know what they will talk about."

"Curiosity killed the cat." The companion said disapprovingly: "When performing tasks, we need to use our brains, but we can't use our brains... In addition, according to the instructions in the task book, there is too much age difference between the two of them. The situation is special, so the two people seem to have similar temperaments."

...

...

Zhu Si didn't know the two little tails immediately behind her.

Or, she may know, but not care.

After all, even she herself didn't quite know what she was doing in this hut. The inspirations of wizards - which may also be called 'whims' - are in most cases the result of a passive function of divination.

Just like "the cicadas are aware of the golden wind before it moves", the cicadas have already noticed the clues before the autumn wind blows. Of course, this clue did not go into detail enough for her to know the origin of this 'Kini's Magic House'.

The witch stood in front of the white walls and black tiles, silently sizing up the simple two-story building, her gaze focused on the small garden outside the building for a moment.

There are a few cherry blossom trees that are growing very well in the garden. Although it is late autumn, under the influence of magic, those cherry blossoms are still blooming very recklessly, blooming an aura that is hard to ignore in the night.

Yes, momentum.

Zhu Si felt that it was difficult for him to use words to describe the appearance of those cherry blossoms in full bloom.

Jingle Bell!

The witch raised her head and followed the prestige, only to see that the copper bell hanging on the archway-shaped gate swayed automatically without wind, making a series of crisp sounds.

Squeak.

The door opened, and a tall witch poked her head out, curiously looking at the visitors outside the door. Ever since Kerma became a great wizard, there have been very few unannounced guests in Kini's hut—especially this guest was invited in by the great sage.

Zhu Si frowned slightly.

She noticed that the magic power fluctuated on the witch's body. It was not weak, but it gave people a feeling of erratic like duckweed water. And she also noticed a few strands of silver mixed in the witch's hair, which exuded a color of death.

"welcome."

The person who opened the door gave way politely.

Zhu Si thought for a few seconds, then smiled, walked in. This is the choice of wizards of the old school, who believe more in their own inspiration than in elaborate and careful planning.

After passing the main entrance, they walked around the white courtyard wall for half a circle. The two finally stopped in front of a half-covered wooden door on the first floor. There was no door god hanging on the door, and there were no couplets on the left and right sides of the door frame. A breath called shabby.

Zhu Si remembered the nameplate outside the gate, the first floor was a place called 'Sakura Tavern', she thought this should be Naluoshizi Tavern.

Boom boom boom.

The guide knocked on the door very politely—in Zhu Si's opinion, it was purely taking off his pants and farting. Through the gap between the half-closed doors, she had already seen the bar in the room shrouded in bright light, and The silver-haired, tall witch sitting behind the bar.

tall and big?

Zhu Si raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on the magic fluctuations around the witch, and he had some guesses in his heart.

"Please come in."

A slightly hoarse voice came from in front of the bar: "Catherine, go up and tell them that magic practice needs to be restrained... It's very late today, let them all go back."

"Yes, Great Sage." After the witch who led the way respectfully saluted outside the door, she left the guests beside her, turned around and left quietly without the slightest hesitation.

North District, Great Sage, a familiar but unfamiliar name immediately appeared in Zhu Si's mind. She said she was familiar because she had heard about this great wizard with a 'legendary' experience more than once after returning to school; she said she was unfamiliar because she hadn't dealt with this great wizard before.

creak.

The guest pushed the door open and walked in. After getting rid of the night outside the door, his eyes suddenly brightened up. A few thick magic candles hung upside down under the wooden beams, and the melted wax clinged to the wicks, trembling, being sucked into the burning flames one by one, turning into light and spreading throughout the room.

In the tavern, apart from the silver-haired witch, there was no other figure.

"In the past, the Cherry Blossom Tavern could only afford lantern bugs."

Seemingly noticing the gazes of the guests, the witch in front of the bar tilted her head, propped her chin, and lazily explained: "And saying 'affordable' is considered a slap on the face... because those fireflies used to suck Dew in the morning and evening, and a little bit of bad wine spilled by the guests to survive... So the light here is always dark... Now that we have money, we can also light magic candles, and we can light several at a time. Not for anything else, just Looking at Liangtang, I feel comfortable."

What she said was interesting, and Zhu Si listened to it as well.

It's just that the guest still didn't make a sound, but continued to look up and down the layout of the room, and looked at the great sage of the North District, Korma, who was far away but very close to him.