Monster Hunting High School

"Is there really a dark wizard living here?"

"That's what Old Man Atal said."

"But in my impression, a dark wizard's house shouldn't look like this," Zhang Jixin glanced at the beautiful lawn and the rounded bushes trimmed around the lawn, and then looked at the lazy gatekeeper. , and the somewhat stupid Knockermon, murmured and repeated: "...It shouldn't be like this."

"What should that look like?" Zheng Qing asked back: "A row of whomping willows are planted outside the house, and a few rows of piranha are planted? The skeletal dog guarding the house has a deformed head, and the saliva it spits can corrode the granite. ? And the knocker beast should answer visitors’ questions in a sinister voice? ”

"It doesn't have to be a skeleton dog," the red-faced wizard corrected seriously: "It could be a three-headed hell dog, it could be a tiger, or it could be an unnamed monster made up of several creatures stitched together."

"Or a sphinx." This topic attracted Jusi's attention, allowing her to escape from the entanglement of sleepy people. She added enthusiastically: "You have to guess the riddle before entering. If you can't guess it, you will be killed by the sphinx." Eat it!”

"Sounds full of prejudice." Fatty Xin commented objectively.

"But isn't this what everyone thinks of dark wizards?" Zhang Jixin spread his hands and complained: "Solitary, gloomy, living in a sparsely populated place, raising an old cat with hair loss, and three or four hateful cats. Act as a servant..."

"Squeak!"

The door of the old house was pushed open, interrupting Zhang Jixin's complaints and the small-scale discussion among the uninvited guests. Zheng Qing subconsciously raised the rune gun in his hand, as if an abomination would appear in front of him the next moment, dragging its pace slowly and dripping with pus and blood.

But obviously, the owner of this beautiful lawn in front of his house does not have the poor aesthetic sense of ordinary dark wizards. What appeared in front of the guests was not a dirty and ugly Stitch Monster, but a dark wizard.

True dark wizard.

A hairless wizard with black skin and striking white teeth, wearing traditional robes.

"Who are you looking for?" the black wizard politely asked the visitor who knocked on the door. The brass door knocker beast on the door immediately shut up after the black wizard appeared, biting the ring obediently and stopped making any sound. sound. The stone beast on the steps was as lazy as ever. Even when the door was opened, its tail didn't wag more than twice.

Nikita looked at the dark wizard in front of him in surprise.

She hadn't recovered from the scene in front of her, and many of the plans she had hatched in her heart turned into bubbles in an instant. Similar to her were the young wizards not far away, but the others were simply surprised by the image of the person who opened the door, and did not have many thoughts running through their hearts in an instant like a banshee.

People with dark skin are not uncommon. There are many dark-skinned wizards in First University, but no one would call them ‘dark wizards’. The school’s more conventional name is ‘African wizards’.

"Perhaps my memory is biased?" Zheng Qing stared at the person who opened the door rudely, and murmured to his companions: "Perhaps Elder Atal said that there is a dark-skinned wizard living in this old house... …and not a dark wizard?”

"A true dark wizard." Fatty Xin said with a serious face.

"This also explains why the lawn outside this house is so beautiful." Zhang Jixin seemed to breathe a heavy sigh of relief. He was still worried about the incompatibility between the image of the dark wizard in his impression and the temperament of this house.

Compared with the two of them, Xiao Xiao was much more cautious: "Everyone heard Atal say 'dark wizard', not 'dark-skinned wizard'... There is no reason for everyone to confuse this concept. ”

"He is just a servant." Jiang Yu, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke up and reminded his companions in a low voice: "Have you seen his robe? Linen robes are only worn by servants... and the ones on the robe are The buttons are gold-plated and have a coat of arms stamped on them, but the collar and belt are not.”

"Aren't there many students wearing linen clothes in the school?" Fatty Xin asked habitually.

"It's different. Just like in school, vampires and werewolves can sit at the same table and eat peacefully, but outside they might tear down the entire restaurant before the desserts are served." The witch made an interesting comment. For example, he replied softly: "It is an ancient rule to use linen as servants' uniforms to distinguish the masters' silk clothes...Few families do this now. Only some ancient families with a long history may still Keep this tradition alive.”

"The wizard who lives in seclusion in the dreamland must indeed be very old." Xiao Xiao nodded thoughtfully.

Zheng Qing looked at the witch with admiration.

"How can you see so clearly?" He did not hide his curiosity: "from such a long distance...such small details..."

"Because the complete spell 'The Moon is Feiwei' can not only be used for lighting," Xiao Xiao helped Jiang Yu answer Zheng Qing's doubts: "Each of those little mushroom figures is the eyes of the caster... …Have you never used this spell before?”

Zheng Qing looked away with some guilt.

Because 'Biyue Feiwei' is a spell outside the curriculum. The spell involves multiple interdisciplinary subjects such as transformation, energy evocation, and summoning. The spell casting skills require high requirements, and there are many alternative spells, such as 'Fluorescence', which is known to primary school students. "Twinkle", or the slightly more advanced "Yiyao Xingxing", "Moonrise is bright", "Sunrise is bright" and so on.

Therefore, Zheng Qing has not really studied this spell - in fact, when walking at night, he prefers to bring a pack of fireflies, which is convenient, cheap and saves magic power - naturally, he does not know how to use this spell. Other effects of the lighting spell.

"Who are you looking for?" The dark wizard who opened the door patiently repeated his question. His eyes swept over the young wizard who was whispering not far away, and then returned to the banshee's eyes: "Outsiders are not welcome here. ”

He did not specify whether it was someone outside this house, someone outside the dreamland, or someone 'other than the wizard'. But it was clear that he intended to end this brief and rude encounter.

"Hello, we are here to visit the owner of the house." The banshee seemed to have finally recovered from the black skin of the person who opened the door, and replied with some frustration.

"Outsiders are not welcome here." The dark-skinned wizard replied in a calm tone.

Nikita seemed to realize something. He looked at the person who opened the door carefully, paused for a moment, and then spoke again: "The great elder Attar of Ussa City recommended us to come over... He is a respected elder."

Then the banshee immediately noticed that when the person who opened the door heard the word 'Atar', his head tilted slightly in an unknown way, as if he was listening to something.

But this might just be her illusion, because the person who opened the door turned his head to the side and immediately smoothly received an invitation: "Please come in... Elder Atal is the forever honored guest of Engla Mansion."