Monster Hunting High School

"We need a moment to renegotiate our deal with you."

The captain of the hunting team finally answered the old house owner like this.

Another tentacle stretched out from behind the door, reached into the cauldron, stirred the bubbling mushroom soup, and then retracted.

There was a faint rustling sound behind the door.

Zheng Qing tried hard not to imagine that a big octopus was hiding behind the door and licking his tentacles.

"The soup is not yet cooked." After the rustling sound stopped, the owner of the old house was very tolerant and gave the guests more choices: "You still have some time to make the final choice."

Guests from other worlds gathered at the entrance of the small courtyard away from the crucible, forming a small circle.

Jiang Yu directed the group of glowing mushroom figures. A small group gathered in the center of the circle to provide necessary light for this impromptu meeting. The rest were blocked between the small circle and the main door of the room to ensure that the famous person behind the door The dark wizard named Engla doesn't do anything secretly.

In order to facilitate the shock, Nikita and Zhu Zhu were also arranged to join this small circle, with their backs to the main entrance of the house, opposite Zheng Qingzheng, and were covered by the muzzles of the rune guns. For safety reasons, a wide gap was left between them and the others, enough to accommodate a Banner.

The banshee was not dissatisfied with this arrangement and acted very cooperatively.

"Should we accept this deal?" At the beginning of the discussion, Zheng Qing expressed his concerns frankly to his companions: "This is not the first university, and the supplies we bring are very limited... His memory is contaminated by the stars. , this is very dangerous, very dangerous thing.”

Almost everyone agreed with this conclusion.

Except Xiao Xiao.

He held the thick black notebook and flipped a brush between his fingers, whirring like a windmill: "Do we have any other choice? The water eyes in the Skye River were destroyed, and the trees in the Enchanted Forest were destroyed." The cave was also destroyed..."

Zheng Qing felt a little blushing. Fortunately, the night was shrouded and the light of the mushroom villains was a little dim. Others may not notice this.

"...If we give up this shortcut, we must face a long road back." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, looked around, and paused for a moment especially on Zhu Si: "We must consider the health of our companions. …and our studies.”

"That's right!" The red-faced wizard let out a strange cry: "The final exam is coming soon! If you don't take the exam, will you be repeated in the grade? That would be too embarrassing! I will be beaten to death by my brother!"

"Instead of worrying about repeating a grade, it is better to worry about whether you will be expelled from the school." Fatty Xin's faint voice sounded next to Zhang Jixin: "Our current behavior has seriously violated school discipline. Considering everyone here..."

The fat man's eyes slid over Jiang Yu, and he immediately changed his words: "...Everyone here, excluding the squad leader, has been punished by the school before, especially our captain, who is still on probation... I have There is reason to suspect that the school will expel us all directly because of this incident.”

Zhang Jixin looked like he was suffering from a heavy blow.

"That is to say, we must go back as soon as possible." Xiao Xiao stopped the brush jumping between his fingers and held it in his hand: "So we have no choice."

Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief, raised his arms, and pinched his eyebrows.

The swelling pain in the sea of ​​consciousness bothered him, making it always difficult for him to concentrate his thoughts. But on the other hand, this swelling pain made his thoughts become extra sensitive, and it was easy to capture some thoughts that he had once ignored.

"But it's difficult, very difficult... He wants to forget the faces of the gods," the young public-funded student slowly repeated the old house owner's request, and said slowly: "How do we complete this transaction?"

There was silence for a few seconds.

"How about the Forgetting Curse?" Zhang Jixin was the first to propose this suggestion, but it seemed that he didn't have much confidence in his suggestion, so he looked at Xiao Xiao expectantly: "Doctor, is there anything more powerful than the ordinary Forgetting Curse? Forgetting spell?"

Xiao Xiao shook his head.

"The casting of the Forgetting Curse is based on the wizard's understanding of memory and soul, and is also based on the superb manipulation skills of magic." He adjusted his glasses and simply explained: "The deeper the understanding, the more precise the manipulation of magic. The effect of the Forgetting Spell will be stronger. As for the few of us..."

As he spoke, he looked around and shook his head:

"...Perhaps if we cast the Forgetting Spell at the same time, it will be slightly more powerful. However, this power can at most make a top registered wizard lose part of his memory... What level do you think this Mr. Engla belongs to now?"

Although the owner of the old house has been hiding behind the door and has not directly faced the young wizards, considering that he almost made everyone lose control with just his words before, the relevant answer is self-evident.

"At least he is a great wizard." Zhang Jixin replied affirmatively: "I am still somewhat sure of the aura of the great wizard...His tentacles and the power of speaking can only be possessed by a great wizard."

"A very old wizard." Fatty Xin added at the same time: "Do you remember what he called the Great Elder Atal? 'Little Atal', which means that when the old man Atal was very young, he He is already a very powerful wizard.”

"The great wizard was polluted by the starry sky and was on the verge of losing control." Jiang Yu also gave his own analysis: "When we first approached the house and were pulled into the illusion, it was a very clear example... Based on subsequent contacts, we can It was judged that he did not have much ill will towards us, but he cast an illusion on us uncontrollably. This is a very typical display of loss of control. "

"There are also those tentacles and the influence of his previous memories." Zheng Qing was still frightened when he thought that the owner of the old house put his companions in danger just by recalling his past events: "If he rushes out of the house next moment, waving I don’t think it’s strange at all that the tentacles strangled us one by one.”

A thin tentacle poked out from behind Zheng Qing, swaying in the broken sunlight spitted out by the mushrooms, as if greeting the young wizards.

This tentacle startled the young wizards who were concentrating on the meeting.

Zheng Qing almost pulled the trigger and shot it.

"Relax, take it easy." A string of eyes and several big mouths suddenly appeared on the tentacle, and they spoke to the small circle at the same time: "I appreciate the caution and attentiveness of all the students... I am indeed a big student. Wizard...but I must emphasize that my current state is very stable. You just entered the illusion and it was just a protective magic that I cast for safety."

"At the same time, I would like to remind you that the wizard who casts the Forgetting Curse will establish some kind of secret connection with the consciousness that endures the Forgetting Curse... In other words, that wizard may need to endure the backlash of memory."