Monster Hunting High School

Su Shijun's suggestion is very exciting.

But it doesn't make people completely reassured.

"Then... about the procedures..." Korma licked her lips, her voice still hesitant.

It is not difficult to pluck wool from a sheep.

But if this sheep has magic and has marked every fiber of wool on its body, then harvesting wool becomes a very risky thing.

As the former vice-president of the student union, the sage of the North District knows better than anyone else the cumbersome and harsh approval system of First University. This is why she did not pay attention to her former alma mater when the pressure in the Gini House was greatest. go.

She didn't want the North District wizard to bear heavy shackles and burdens as soon as he was born into this world.

"Now is a special period, and special circumstances naturally require special treatment... There is definitely no problem with the procedure."

Su Shijun adjusted his huge red-rimmed glasses with confidence: "The patrol team needs a full set of patrol equipment, a lot of talismans and potions, a library to check information on strange magical animals, and a laboratory to hold illegal cross-border creatures. … These reasons are very reasonable.”

Next to her, the fat witch who had been listening to the two chatting finally couldn't help it and coughed heavily.

"This is Dan Hager!" The receptionist tried to sound stern, but her smiling expression betrayed her efforts: "...You cannot discuss certain immoral or even illegal content in my office! "

"In the name of Kyuubi," Su Shijun raised his hand in a pretentious manner and said solemnly, "Everything I do is for First University!"

This is flawless, correct nonsense, in every sense of the word.

The three witches laughed at the same time.

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After watching Kolma's figure disappear into the depths of the corridor, Su Shijun slowly withdrew his gaze.

Then a brand new roll of parchment was thrust into her hands by the fat witch.

It is also an application form.

Stuffed along with this roll of parchment were an emerald green quill and a parchment pad sprayed with perfume. Su Shijun flicked his fingers, and the parchment unfolded in mid-air. Lying on the mat, his quill filled with ink danced an elegant circle, leaving lines of beautiful cursive characters on the application form.

There was still a hint of ambergris-spiked citrus in the air, which mixed with the perfume on the parchment mat to create a more complex and rich scent.

"It's great to be young, always full of energy and courage." The fat witch took a deep breath and said with emotion: "Although I don't like the domineering style of that school, I must admit that they are very successful in cultivating young wizards... …You are like this, and so is the great wizard just now.”

"Colma is younger than me."

"Younger than you?" The fat witch opened her eyes wide in surprise, then thought of something, and said thoughtfully: "I remember a piece of news circulated by Dan Hager some time ago...It is said that a student at the First University used a dangerous... The magic circle harnesses the power of foreign gods and achieves the rank of great wizard... Is it her? "

"Yes." Su Shijun nodded silently and continued to stare at the emerald green feather pen dancing on the parchment.

"That's the Outer God!! Merlin on top!!" The fat witch tapped her chest a few times randomly, but she didn't know which god she was praying to: "Why do people still believe in the power of the Outer God in this era! Hundreds of years ago, Danha Are there not enough meatheads and lunatics sent to prison by the Georgian Criminal Court?”

"You also said it was hundreds of years ago." The senator of the Moon Parliament finally moved his eyes away from the parchment and glanced at the fat witch beside him: "Thanks to the development of modern magic theory... today's young people People are more courageous and luckier than their predecessors hundreds of years ago.”

"The speech that is full of freedom is really enviable." The fat witch sat behind the large desk, propped up her chin, and looked melancholy at the beautiful member of the Moon Parliament: "You lived up to what I imagined. ...Beauty, knowledge, family background, children...even when I was on a business trip! When I was an apprentice in the Mage Tower, I also dreamed of wandering around with the Dharma book, adventure, hunting, and then marrying my comrades with souls... instead of like Now, at the Danhag entrance reception, I have received the ‘Best Service Medal’ for ten consecutive years, but there is no one to celebrate.”

Su Shijun coughed twice violently.

The quill dancing in mid-air trembled, and the cursive characters on the parchment suddenly became a little thicker. A very small stain, but very noticeable.

"Congratulations on winning the prize," the senator of Yuexia Parliament dryly defended: "Besides, the child was an accident."

"Yes, I understand, yes... all children are accidents." The fat witch's tone became more melancholy: "But I have lived so old that I have never encountered even such an accident... I can only imagine a Platonic story. A love that comforts a wounded heart.”

Su Shijun felt that he was hurt more now.

She is not a tree.

But to some extent, she clearly took on the responsibility of a tree hole.

"Ordinary life contains more tiny bits of beauty," Su Shijun read a lot of chicken soup articles, and it was easy to find words suitable for the fat witch: "Like the fragments of gems scattered in the gravel, they are worthy of our careful selection."

"I prefer one pound, large pieces, or a whole gem." The fat witch curled her lips and expressed her gratitude to Beauty Su for her comfort: "Only when you hold it in your hand can you feel a heavy sense of happiness."

The congresswoman pursed her lips and glared at the quill.

The quill trembled slightly, the pen tip slid a little faster, and the application form was completed in the blink of an eye. Su Shijun waved to the group of elves helping to take care of their coats.

"It was a pleasure chatting with you." The senator of the Parliament under the Moon took her cloak and allowed the elves to kiss her fingertips. Then she put the cloak back on her body and looked at the fat witch with an apologetic smile on her face: "But I'm afraid we don't have any more time... The committee members listening to the report should be impatient."

"They were just in a hurry," the person in charge of the reception desk betrayed his colleagues without hesitation: "Otherwise there would be no way to reflect their importance and professionalism."

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"Interrogation is a very important and professional job, and no minor mistakes are allowed."

In another office far away from the reception desk, a gray-haired old wizard was pinching his beard and said to the newly hired male assistant behind him: "So every word you say during the questioning must be complete and accurate. record it."

"Okay, sir." The male assistant quickly copied this sentence on the title page of the notebook. After feeling the old wizard's satisfied gaze, he boldly asked in a low voice: "...So, we can really meet today. Congressman Su? Congressman Su Shijun of Yuexia Parliament?”