Hunting High School

The noon sun hung in the center of the northern sky, without a cloud. In the blue background, there is only a big black bird, spreading its wide wings, soaring between the sea and the sky.

The venomous sunlight fell on the sparkling sea, reflecting charming colors.

This is an empty sea. From the front to the place where the sea and the sky meet, there is nothing abrupt and strange, only the thick and colorful blue.

The gentle sea breeze blows across the water surface, pulling out the shoals of flying fish underwater, facing the sun, and flapping their wide fins.

What startled this group of little creatures was not some ferocious marine predator, but a three-masted sailing ship with a length of 100 meters.

A black sailboat sleeping peacefully on the sea.

The whole body of the ship is black and shiny. The black hull seemed to be glazed, shining in the sun.

Five dim square sails were hung on the first two main masts, and a big triangular schooner was hung on the last mast; the sails were all spread wide, but the black ship stood strangely in place, not moving a muscle. The surface of the sea, which was several miles away, was not turbulent.

On the deck at the stern of the ship, there is a wind lamp, the light is weak, and the flame is bright green. But even on this day when the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, the lamp shone brilliantly, enveloping the whole ship in its own light.

Several thick ropes were tightly tied to the mast with the bow slanting forward towards the sky, running through the entire black ship, and firmly tied to the thick mast in the center of the ship.

Below the bowsprit, there is a statue of a Banshee with folded hands.

The scarlet eyes of the banshee shone slightly, she looked like a stranger, and her whole body was as white as jade, in stark contrast to this black ship. She is only covered with a layer of tulle, but there is a thick crimson chain wrapped around her neck, arms, and around her body.

Dozens of large snakes with thin scales that are as thick as arms are coiled above her head. At this moment, these gloomy cave enthusiasts are drooping weakly under the scorching sun, spitting out letters, and hanging on the mast that looks like a spear at the bow.

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Warm days always make people feel lazy.

Laziness creates an air of lethargy.

The deck was empty, and there was no crew member diligently cleaning the deck, and even the rope hanging from the mast didn't bother to shake it.

On the roof of the cabin was a sackcloth recliner.

On the reclining chair, a black-haired young man wearing a pink polo shirt and white and green floral beach pants held an open copy of "Ms. Blossoming" on his face. There was a faint snoring sound from under the magazine.

On the mainmast directly behind the sleeping young man, a big bald man in coarse cloth shorts hung his head drooping, motionless and lifeless. He opened his arms, like the crucified Jesus, his strong body was full of scars.

In front of the ship's side on the left side, there was a tall blond young man reclining. With a thick cigarette in his mouth, he squinted and remained motionless, staring at the fishing rod in front of him.

Perhaps he was the only sober man on deck.

The black sailboat stood alone in this calm sea area, with only rolling waves in sight. The sober fellow has no other pleasure than fishing.

But even this little fun slowly melted away under the strong sunlight.

"Damn it!" the blond youth cursed angrily.

His fishing rod has not had a chance to reel in since morning. The calm sea is like a piece of blue glass without any waves. The piece of intestine hanging from the hook didn't even attract blowflies.

"Could it be that these wizards have done too many poison experiments recently, and even flies hate their flesh and blood?" The blond young man speculated maliciously, and raised his head bored.

Then he saw the black dot hovering high in the sky.

"Damn flat-haired bastard!" The young man took a deep puff of his cigarette.

It's all the big bird's fault.

He raised his eyelids, glanced at the black spot in the sky with his scarlet eyes, and blew out a smoke ring heavily.

In the center of the smoke ring, the big bird stretched its wings as if nothing had happened.

Since the captain discovered a pair of wizard's eyes hanging above his head, he ordered everyone to hoist the sails and drop anchor.

So the black boat stopped at this place where there was only one bird shitting.

Originally, at this time, everyone should be listening to the sirens singing ditties on the white sandy beach of the Mediterranean Sea, slaughtering two Minotaurs raised by the parliament under the moon, and expressing their praise to the beautiful moon.

Unexpectedly, it was ruined because of a big bird.

"Harry!" The blond young man threw half of the cigarettes in his hand into the sea, stared at the deck chair on the roof of the cabin, and shouted angrily: "Have you really not picked out any bird eggs recently? That flat-haired beast is in our The top of my head has been spinning for three days!"

The snoring under "Ms. Dodo" stopped, and the young man in a pink polo shirt covered his ears with his hands, muttered a few words, turned sideways, and pointed his ass to the blond young man beside the side of the boat, continuing to enjoy the comfort in the sun .

The blond youth narrowed his eyes again.

A trace of blood flashed in his pupils, and a violent smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

The anger accumulated for three days only needs an unfounded reason to be detonated.

Maybe after doing it, the two of them will be beaten up by the captain, and then hung on the mast to dry.

But if he didn't do it, he was worried that he would be burned to ashes by the smoldering fire in his heart.

The blond-haired youth rubbed his palms together, making a series of fine air explosions.

With his butt facing him, the young man in a pink polo shirt tensed all his muscles, and the snoring under "Ms. Duo Duo" disappeared without a trace.

The serpents with thin scales hanging on the bowsprit seemed to feel something, straightened their necks one after another, and hissed at the blond-haired youth and the pink-clothed youth.

The naked head of the thick and big man hanging on the mast shook slightly.

For a moment, a strange silence fell on the deck.

At this time, there was a 'pop', as if the light sound of air bubbles being poked and burst came from the bow of the ship, breaking the silence on the deck.

With this soft sound, a slim figure appeared at the tip of the bowsprit.

The sound of high-heeled shoes thumping hurriedly sounded, and this figure stepped on catwalks and trotted across the mast all the way.

When passing by the bottom of the mast, the figure snorted coldly and stomped its feet heavily. The snakes with thin scales crawling around the mast looked at their companions who had been stomped twice, screamed in horror, fled in all directions, and rolled back. The head of the banshee ship figure.

"Nikita, I haven't seen you for a few years. Your temper has grown a lot." The blond young man followed the severed snake meat, watching it fall into the sea, and said in a rather unfriendly tone: "When will the Lich King's people be able to kill you?" Played wild in the sea."

The calm sea rolled over. A group of small white fish submerged the snake meat like foam. Before a trace of blood spilled out, the snake's flesh melted into the snow-like foam.