Monster Hunting High School

Zheng Qing drank the small cup of tea for an hour.

He would never dare to let Su Ya make him a second cup of tea. Who knows what else she might cause trouble. He just wanted to huddle quietly in a corner alone, waiting for the call from the eldest lady of the Su family.

But even with this small wish, Su Ya refused to let him come true.

Every two minutes, the little fox girl would politely ask him if he wanted to drink tea, eat fruit, have some snacks, warm towels, take a shower and change clothes, and find a singer for him. A little girl who plays music, or a young boy who can do tricks, and so on.

After the tragic experience of the first cup of tea, Zheng Qing was not sensitive to the question of "do you want it or not" - besides, he couldn't understand at all why, as a wizard, he wanted to watch others perform tricks.

It wasn't until an hour later that Su Shijun returned to Qingqiu Mansion.

Zheng Qing stood up and breathed a heavy sigh of relief, almost feeling the urge to burst into tears.

"came back!"

Perhaps the emotion contained in his words was too rich, which frightened Su Shijun so much that he stood at the door for a long time without daring to come in.

With one foot hanging in the air, she carefully looked at the young wizard a few times, and after confirming that he was in no condition other than a little agitated, she finally relaxed, put her foot on the floor, and walked into the living room.

"What's going on?" Su Shijun adjusted her glasses that reduced the charm and looked at Zheng Qing: "You look like someone has cheated you out of hundreds of jade coins... Su Ya, give me a cup of green tea. "

As she spoke, her eyes glanced at Zheng Qing's bottomed tea cup, and added: "Two cups, give him one too."

Zheng Qing couldn't help but burp.

The little fox girl who had been standing next to her responded happily, and instead of running away as usual, she followed the maid's rules and trotted to the tea room in a good manner.

"I only drank a cup of tea." The young public-funded student said emphatically to the hostess of Qingqiu Mansion.

"Well...it means you're not thirsty." Su Shijun didn't understand the profound meaning of Zheng Qing's words and just followed his meaning.

Zheng Qing was speechless and choked.

Because there were no outsiders, Su Shijun seemed very relaxed and lay down on the big sofa without any image. After eating some fruit and a few snacks, she finally noticed that there was someone in the room looking at her eagerly.

Su Shijun adjusted the big red-framed glasses on his face, sat up slightly, and coughed softly: "Well, you know why I asked you to come here."

Zheng Qing's mouth twitched.

I don’t know, no one has said it, and besides, you didn’t ‘call’, you just ‘pulled’ me over from the air.

He shook his head honestly: "I don't know."

Su Shijun sighed heavily.

"You are now the Major Arcana, so you must be aware of risks." She held a purple-red grape between her fingers. She did not see her casting a spell or making any other movements. The thin skin on the grape rose lightly, and she It peeled off, revealing the crystal clear flesh. By the way, it was also wrapped with two grape seeds squeezed out of the pulp, and they fell into the fruit plate on the coffee table.

"Is it dangerous to be a Major Arcana?" Zheng Qing suddenly remembered the angry challenge of a certain professor years ago, and said with horror: "Is it because Professor Trudeau challenged me to a duel? Can I abstain... Or, can I Give up the title of Major Arcana?"

Apart from making him more eye-catching and causing a lot of trouble, that damn title seems to have no other use - there is a solidified summoning spell on the Merlin Medal and it is also a powerful talisman; every title of a public-funded student You can also get a scholarship of ten jade coins during the academic year. These are real benefits.

Relatively speaking, the 'world' of the Major Arcana seems too 'bland'.

It is not difficult to understand why Zheng Qing was willing to give it up.

Hearing this, Su Shijun rolled his eyes at him: "It's so fresh... so naive. You don't need to worry about Trudeau. He's not a trouble. He just drank a few too many glasses of cat urine and his brain short-circuited. The school has helped you stop it." to meet his unethical demands.”

Zheng Qing suddenly felt that the haze that enveloped his heart had dissipated a little.

This incident was like a small thorn in his heart. He would think about it from time to time when he returned home during the Chinese New Year. Every time he thought about it, it made him look sad. Several times when he was taking a nap, he dreamed that he was being raped by someone whose face he could not see clearly. The wizard hung him up and beat him, making him scream and scream, and a large group of onlookers laughed loudly.

"If it's not him, then what's the danger?" With the pressure gone, Zheng Qing's tone became much lighter: "Or is it that the school requires the Major Arcana to submit a paper every year? Then I will never be able to complete it."

The witch pinched the pulp of the grape with her fingertips, pondered for a moment, and seemed to have finally made up her mind.

"This question is a little complicated... Let me start from the beginning." Su Shijun looked at Zheng Qing quietly: "Do you still remember when I explained Poseidon's life experience to you?"

The young public-funded student suddenly felt that there were many small thorns or stones on the chair, which made him feel uncomfortable. He couldn't help twisting his body and said "hmm" with a heavy nasal voice: "I remember you said, Bo." Seidon is the witch fetus formed by discarding part of your blood, right?"

Su Shijun nodded.

"I also said that when you met me, I was completely prepared, only a little 'seed' was missing." When the witch discussed this topic, there was no trace of embarrassment on her face, but she looked abnormal. Seriously, but this still can't completely calm Zheng Qing's chaotic mind.

"Yes, that's right." He agreed in a low voice.

In fact, from the beginning - the last time the two of them discussed this issue - he really wanted to ask Beauty Su what the so-called 'seed' was like.

But this problem is really difficult to discuss.

"I think you have always wanted to know what happened to the 'seed' I got from you, right." No matter how calm Su Shijun's mentality was, she could not help but have a trace of emotion on her face when such details were mentioned repeatedly. flush.

Zheng Qing glanced at a peeled pomegranate on the table, tapped his head slightly, and then quickly returned to its original state.

"That 'seed' is a wisp of 'breath' on your body," Su Shijun's answer made Zheng Qing feel relieved, but for some reason, he also felt a vague and unspeakable sense of regret.

In order to get rid of this strange feeling, he raised his arm, exaggeratedly sniffed the smell on his body, and said to Su Shijun with a smile: "The breath on my body still has this effect? ​​What about the elves who live with me?" Not very dangerous!”

The joke was a bit vulgar, and the young public-funded student immediately regretted it before he finished speaking.