Hunting High School

If you want to use a more elegant word to describe the relationship between wizards and murlocs, then 'phase light' is perfect.

To put it more bluntly, it means 'mutual despise'.

For wizards, the murlocs are just an inconspicuous fragment in the long history of magic. They are ugly in shape, irritable, and low in civilization. Apart from a bit of brute force, they have almost zero mastery of magic skills. So much so that some radical wizards once threatened that if the "Wizard Code" hadn't divided these alien life forms into reservations, perhaps today's young wizards could only visit this incompetent race in tall glass bottles filled with formalin.

To the murlocs, wizards are just one of many terrestrial life forms. In their eyes, everything on land is made of mud, and only fish are made of water. The wisdom in water is naturally noble, so they always have a sense of superiority from the bottom of their hearts when they see turbid objects.

Zheng Qing has never been able to understand why the stinking murlocs thought they were made of water.

But this did not prevent him from judging the atmosphere in the glade.

The tallest murloc raised his head, crossed his arms, and slowly pumped his biceps, as if he wanted to mock the few little wizards in front of him with contemptuous eyes.

It's just that it is difficult for the round fish eyes to express rich connotations by adjusting the height of the eyelids, and its high head makes its eyes look more dull.

And the fat wizard on the opposite side seemed to completely ignore its many actions.

"trade."

Facing these foul-smelling murlocs, the fat wizard obviously lost interest in speaking, and just spit out these two words in a low tone.

The leader of the murloc curled his lips in boredom, and the fins on his back swung from side to side.

Behind them, two murlocs took heavy steps, grabbed four packages and threw them in front of the black-robed wizards.

"Wow!"

The package hit the lawn and exploded.

Zheng Qing's eyes widened.

Wet schoolbags, torn notes, Medicinal herbs in glass bottles, crucibles with silt, wooden combs with broken handles, chipped mortars, bald brushes, etc., almost all students fall into the The objects of Linzhong Lake can be seen here.

These sundries scattered all over the ground along with the scattered furskins, and rolled away in a mess, showing a somewhat decadent atmosphere under the moonlight.

"Bastard!" A black-robed wizard was clearly dissatisfied with the murloc's arrogance, growled, and opened the book in his arms. The pages of the book rattled, and a milky white halo rose from between the books.

The dorsal fins of the murlocs opened almost at the same time, and they took a cautious step toward retreat. The leading tall murloc looked silently at the fat wizard standing among the three of them. The fins on his back fluttered slightly, reflecting the disturbing moonlight.

"Come back." The fat wizard looked down at the sundries and shouted in a deep voice.

The wizard who opened the book didn't hesitate, and immediately returned to his original position.

"Don't complain about my companion's bad temper." The fat wizard whispered in a hoarse voice, "If we hadn't been working together for a long time, I would be unhappy too... these rags... you are begging Is it?"

While speaking, he raised his head and looked at the murloc opposite.

Because of his head up, his hood slipped down a bit, and under the moonlight, Zheng Qing could clearly see a broad chin.

The fat wizard's accusation made the murlocs a little uneasy.

The leading murloc waved its dorsal fin to stop the clansman from commotion.

"... Hiss... Freshmen are very careful now... Hiss... When one of my warriors was 'picking things up'... he was almost hit by someone with the 'Northern Wind Qiliang'... Hiss..." The same as the previous one Compared with the murlocs who were investigating, the leader's expressive ability was obviously more proficient: "... those freshmen... hiss... even dare to compete with the murlocs... hiss... to compete for strength... hiss..."

It can be seen that this incident left a deep impression on the murlocs, so much so that when it described this incident, it gasped a lot more frequently.

"In any case, the quality of this batch is too low." The fat wizard shook his head and offered a price.

The murlocs were clearly dissatisfied with the price, but they didn't seem familiar with how to bargain.

And the Fat Wizard is very insistent on the own price.

The glade fell into an eerie silence for a moment.

"Ah! Bugs!"

A scream broke the silence in the arena.

The black-robed wizard and the murloc turned their heads almost at the same time, looking at the tall Bodhi Tree not far away.

"Someone!" A black-robed wizard yelled, and immediately opened the book in his hand.

And several murlocs opened their dorsal fins at the same time.

Zheng Qing's head buzzed, and he turned his head to look at the little boy next to him angrily.

Lin Guo seemed to have just realized that Own made a mistake, and was covering Own's mouth with both hands in panic.

"You still need to exercise more." Elder Verne didn't seem to be dissatisfied at all. He just grunted, stretched out his hand and rubbed the little boy's head vigorously, then strode towards the clearing in the forest, waving the wooden staff in his hand, He shouted: "Patrol, don't move!"

However, it was too late.

At the same time as Linguo screamed, the wizards in the black robes immediately fled away. With a wave of his sleeves, not a single leaf was disturbed.

And those murlocs who looked a little silly sneaked into the forest with agility beyond everyone's expectations, and fled in all directions.

The guests on the lawn disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The breeze blowing from the lake gently brushes over the treetops, causing the leaves to collide with each other and make a rustling sound.

The cold moonlight fell on the open space in the forest, as if it had coated the grass with silver.

Zheng Qing moved his stiff legs and followed the old man, and ran to the open space, looking at the scattered 'goods', he couldn't turn his head around.

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Just run away like this? He scratched his head, always feeling a little funny.

"Catch a murloc and get three credits. That murloc leader gets five credits." The old man Verne looked around and offered a big reward: "If you can't catch it, you can successfully entangle it before others arrive. It can also award a credit."

Zheng Qing's breathing immediately became rapid.

"The murloc is very fierce." Lin Guo whispered.

"Hold on to your canes, those beasts dare not do anything to you." The old man waved his hand nonchalantly: "If you have small things like suppressing charms on hand, you can kill ten of these stinky fish that are far away from the lake. .”

As he spoke, he glanced at Zheng Qing with meaningful eyes.

Zheng Qing didn't notice this scrutinizing gaze.

Hearing the clattering sound in the depths of the woods, he almost immediately took out his own gray cloth bag, and started rummaging through the paulownia box for a suitable talisman.