Hunting High School

A sugar beetle shook its tentacles, and quickly crawled outside along the cracks in the nougat floor tiles. Although the candy house was still filled with the same sweet smell as before, the little bug was still sensitive to the disharmony hidden under the sweet smell, and fled in a panic.

Very clever and decisive, the young vampire came to a conclusion secretly.

Matthew stood behind his cousin, lowered his eyelids, and fixed his eyes on the button-sized, shiny bug, watching it crawl across the cracks in the nougat bricks, around the peppermint flower pots, over the chocolate threshold, and finally Disappearing in a pile of creamy foam, I felt a sense of satisfaction from the bottom of my heart.

It's just that he can't express this feeling that has nothing to do with reality. Instead, he should maintain a stiff smile on his face and make others aware of his focused expression-this is not easy, but for Matthew, who has received an elite education from the Karen family, it is really a kind of double-tasking. Basic skills.

Even though his mind was a little distracted, the young vampire still didn't lose track of every conversation between his cousin and Mr. Soprano.

"...We just bought this mansion in the morning, and you didn't come here before we had time to rest. It can be seen that you care much more about Cheung Kei Club than a, and it's no wonder that hunting team a This year the ranking has dropped a lot.”

Soprano sat behind the light yellow soda cracker table, although his tone revealed strong sarcasm, his expression remained gloomy and unchanged: "Of course, what I'm more curious about is that there are not twenty or thirty people around. Slave, who gave you the courage to come to my place...and bring a little suckling vampire with you."

When he said the last sentence, Soprano looked at Matthew Karen with deep eyes. The young vampire, who was originally angry because of his offensive words, suddenly became excited under this gaze, and immediately remembered his cousin's previous teachings. In the end, he did not do anything disrespectful, but subconsciously exposed his sharp fangs a little.

"It seems that the prices offered by those murlocs in Linzhong Lake this year are good, and you have earned a lot of gold." Sir Friedman finally spoke, chuckling in a low voice, and said slowly: "Otherwise, your You can't be so confident...and rent such a big mansion."

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As he said that, Sir raised his head, wrinkled his nose, sniffed, then immediately took out a white silk handkerchief from his arms, covered his mouth, and added in a low voice: "No wonder, since I first entered the door, I felt that this candy store The smell of the house is a bit weird... You are the only one in Fort Alpha who is willing to ask for the stinking copper coins of those murlocs."

Soprano's face became more and more gloomy.

Matthew looked anxiously at his own cousin, then glanced at the officers of the Cheung Kei Society standing behind the shadows, moved his fingers lightly, and slid to the pocket on the side of the robe.

Through the thin silk and satin, the hard feeling from the edges and corners of the book in his pocket made him feel at ease immediately.

It's just that the two big men who were talking seemed to be very comfortable with the atmosphere of ridiculing each other, and the fat wizard sitting behind the table didn't seem to have the urge to throw a cup for a sign - Soprano even took the time to change his sitting position.

Sir Friedman turned sideways, highlighting Matthew next to him.

"Let me introduce you," Jazz tilted his head politely, and said to Soprano, "This is my cousin, Matthew Karen, and today I will take him to familiarize himself with this castle...By the way, He is the son of Earl Angelet Karen and Countess Lindsay O'Brien Karen, not some young vampire."

"Isn't he a freshman?" Soprano snorted.

"The first grade is different from the first grade." Sir Friedman raised a finger and shook it lightly: "Matthew's class is Astronomy 08-1, which is the one where Lao Yao is the counselor. Class... You know, Lao Yao's class is not so easy to get into. Fortunately, there is still some face at home, and it doesn't take much effort."

Hearing this, a subtle expression suddenly appeared on Soprano's face—this was the first time Matthew saw the fat wizard's face change, but it didn't seem to be a good thing for him.

"That's right." Soprano twisted his lips and squeezed out a weird smile: "The first grade is different from the first grade... If I remember correctly, there is a male male student in Lao Yao's class, Won the best hunter in this year's freshman competition? Looking at it this way, the class led by Dean Yao is really extraordinary."

Matthew took a light breath.

After more than two months of enrollment, because he often stays in Sir Friedman's lounge, he has gradually become aware of the quarrel between Zheng Qing and his cousin—although the turmoil has gradually subsided, and Arthur Ness has also been affected. Although he received the due punishment, the final result of this matter still made the Jazz unhappy, so that in the lounge, few people would mention someone's name.

"...A few days ago, there were many strange rumors at the school, such as I scared a certain rare public student with a nightmare curse, and someone released a wild monster in the middle of the night, and so on. "Speaking of which, the fat wizard lowered his voice slightly: "Of course, we know that these are all rumors...very, very childish rumors."

"Maybe you should have a good chat with that young man named Zheng Qing, so that there is no room for these nonsense remarks to continue to ferment."

Hearing these words, which were part warning and part persuasion, Friedman immediately thought of Sima Yi's failed plan and the kappa demon who was chopped into pieces by the lake, and his mood became worse.

He stared at the fat wizard expressionlessly for a few seconds, wondering how much the Fatty on the other side knew.

After a pause, he turned around, pointed at the fat wizard behind the table, and said to Matthew:

"You should have guessed it, this is Soprano... Sorry, it's Mr. Mike King Soprano. The newly elected vice-chairman of the Alpha Student Union, the president of the Cheung Kei Club, and an important member of His Excellency Augustus One of his partners, his Cheung Kei hunting team ranked 17th in the whole first university, only one or two places lower than our A hunting team. Of course, maybe you have heard of his ineffective Little Brother, who is in The pig demon that was suppressed in Daming Square..."

"Eleventh," the fat wizard sitting behind the table suddenly leaned forward, and smiled maliciously at the two guests, the fat on his cheeks trembled happily, biting the words, added in a clear voice : "The Cheung Kei Hunting Team is now ranked eleventh."

"Perhaps today you are only taking your cousin around Alpha Fort, so there is inevitably some lag in the news—of course, we all know that your news has always been inaccurate—in the latest issue of "Glorious In "The Way of the Hunting Team", Cheung Kei's hunting team has already surpassed A, ranking eleventh among the official hunting teams of First University." (To be continued)