Hunting High School

Mike King Soprano was sitting on the wreckage of a fallen oak tree, meditating silently. He stepped on the broken skull of an ogre, and his thick dragon skin cloak was thrown on his body indiscriminately. The side, completely ignoring the lining covered with snow.

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After a blizzard, a tall witch strode towards Augustus. She noticed a large black crow about a foot tall squatting on the tree trunk next to the wizard, and frowned slightly.

The crow seemed to be frozen, even if the witch walked in front of her, she remained motionless, her dark eyes were covered with a layer of white, as if her eyelids were covered by a lake of snowflakes.

The witch ignored this abnormality and looked at the wizard sitting on the oak wreckage.

"The hunting area designated by the school has been cleaned up. Mr. Hayato asked if he would stop by to hunt a wild dragon. He got a clue of a wild dragon's lair from the wandering bar, which is not far from our hunting area."

Although the wind and snow were pressing, the witch spoke at a steady pace, as if making a report in the office: "...According to him, it is a Romanian fire dragon. This kind of weather is very beneficial to us."

Soprano still bowed his head, silent.

The crow also remained frozen in place.

The witch lowered her eyelids, without the slightest hint of urging. As the current vice-captain of the Cheung Kei Hunting Team, she is also the vice-chairman of the Cheung Kei Club, and she has long been used to the occasional "sluggishness" that Soprano shows.

After a long while, the wizard seemed to come back to his senses suddenly.

"Gloria," he rubbed his stiff face, his voice was a bit dull: "Without Friedman, what chance do I have of gaining the loyalty of the entire Alpha?"

The witch raised her eyebrows.

"There is no Friedman, there is O'Brien, there is no O'Brien, and there is Black." The corners of her mouth slightly curled up, revealing a mocking smile: "Every corner of Fort Alpha is full of The chaos called freedom, only on this kind of issue, inherits the ancient smell of staleness... The old order is not broken, and the new leader will never be able to win the loyalty of everyone."

Soprano sighed heavily, this kind of hesitation was very rare in him.

"But the traditional order based on the bloodline Talent has penetrated into every corner of this ancient castle." Augustus of the Alpha Academy said in a somewhat erratic tone: "The cycle between the old and the new is like two entangled Yin & rdquo; Yang fish, it's hard to imagine what would happen if they were completely separated."

"This is not your usual attitude." The witch frowned slightly—this feeling of weakness and hesitation was not the Soprano she remembered—she subconsciously glanced at the crow.

The crow remained motionless.

The fat wizard let out a low laugh, grabbed the wide cloak under him, shook it, and shook off the snowflakes that had accumulated on it, and his voice fell like snowflakes: "Because of ignorance, I have no scruples. The more you know, the more bound your hands and feet will be." There are more and more rules and regulations, but it seems a bit timid... You have not been dominated by known fears, so I want to get some advice from you... If there is an opportunity to improve our bloodline, but This opportunity may kill people, many people... Are you willing to take this opportunity?"

"Improve the bloodline?"

The witch's eyes narrowed dangerously: "Dead people are never the focus of your concern. The Cheung Kei Society was born to break the rules of Alpha's bloodline...Alpha is talent first, not bloodline."

"So?" Soprano looked very patient.

"So, what makes you hesitate is not fear, but ambition." The witch pulled out the book, pointed at the suspicious crow, and pointed out the core of the problem coldly: "Now you want to have a complete Alpha Fort, not a Clean Fort Alpha."

"So." The wizard continued to repeat the word calmly.

Gloria hesitated for a second whether to throw a shattering curse now to blow up the crow, but stopped, and suppressed the irritability in her heart, emphasizing: "So, bloodlines were never our goal. Even Talent Not really. Breaking Alpha's stinking shackles and finding the real Alpha is our goal."

Soprano chuckled.

The witch was a little annoyed by his smile.

"you saw it?"

The captain of Cheung Kei's hunting team looked sideways at the big crow, and said in a regretful tone, "Although your proposal is delicious, it really doesn't suit our appetite."

For an instant, Gloria felt that the big crow was about to blink its eyelids with a 'katsa', or open its mouth to make a hoarse cry.

But from the beginning to the end, it maintained that stiff and rigid posture, without moving a bit.

Then, the captain of Cheung Kei's hunting team stretched out his hand, and the big crow slanted out, bumped lightly on the oak wreckage, and silently turned into a cloud of black dust.

"This is?" Gloria raised an eyebrow.

The strong, fat wizard spread his hands and looked innocent: "As you can see, he is an unsuccessful lobbyist. It seems that he wants to make some noise on Winter Hunting... Maybe its owner thinks we are crazy enough, so he hides his head and shows his tail. Come... before you came here, I was frozen into ice cubes just now."

His words were rather vague, and he did not give a more detailed description of the crow.

The witch showed a little hesitation: "Then we..."

"Go and kill the wild dragon that Hayato-kun found." Soprano didn't hesitate at all.

"Don't you need to report? Or remind the other hunting teams on the periphery?"

"The school doesn't need us to report."

Soprano twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a laborious sneer: "I don't think there are many things on this island that can hide from those legends... As for other hunting teams... If the school doesn't remind them, why should we do it for them? Woolen cloth?"

"Besides, we don't know anything except a crow that has turned into dust. It's not my habit to take the risk of being ridiculed and attacked by the Friedmans... It was agreed that I would be the new Augustus, but they gave Friedman the captain position of the Alpha Hunting Team... Augustus's authority was challenged, and my every move was questioned by them... This feeling, sucks .”

"It was your choice back then." The witch tried to maintain a little objectivity and fairness.

"Choice? That innocent word is only in dreams... In reality, there is no chance of choice. If there is a choice, I hope those crows will tear the Alpha hunting team to pieces during this winter hunt."

The fat wizard got up slowly, the huge figure seemed to make Fengxue quiet a lot for a moment, he stepped on heavy steps, and walked into the depths of the wind and snow step by step, the ogre skull that was stepped on by him was very It was quickly submerged by the whistling wind and snow.