Monster Hunting High School

The second class in the afternoon has ended. 【】

According to the average student's point of view, it is already time for school to end.

But for many good and enterprising children, the time for reading has just begun.

This is Shushan Pavilion.

The first university has a library of nine schools.

Behind the tall glass wall, at each table sat good students studying seriously. Only the library of Jiuyou Academy can have such an atmosphere.

Just like a proverb circulated in the wizarding world:

“One can always find Jiuyou’s students in the library, Alpha’s club in the lounge, one can always meet the wounded in the starry sky in the hospital, one can always hear Atlas praying under the statue of the god. "

Nicholas thought about this proverb and walked quietly deep into the corridor along the shadow cast by the sun in the museum.

Sometimes he always suspected that there was something wrong with the school's roster, allowing a student like himself who was incompatible with the atmosphere of Jiuyou to enter the school.

In his opinion, whether it is Alpha Castle or the Starry Sky Rubik's Cube, it is a more desirable place than Jiuyou Academy.

He no longer had the exact memory of the last time he entered Shushan Pavilion.

Maybe it was the first year when I entered First University, the first day after entering the school?

At that time, he still harbored longing in his heart, dreaming of achieving a career in this wizard's palace and comforting his mother's spirit in heaven.

Then what?

He shook his head, his memory a little blurry here.

I only vaguely remember the continuous sneezing, laughing, stained books, and the librarian’s angry shouts.

Nicholas shuddered and shrank his path deeper into the shadows.

Although he has the blood of a sublunar creature, he does not suffer from the sun allergy that most sublunar creatures suffer from. Walking in the shadows is partly due to nature, and partly because he doesn't want others to notice him.

As a top student who has repeated a grade twice, it would be embarrassing no matter what if he met his senior classmate in such a sacred place as the library.

His nose twitched slightly.

The strong aroma of books came from all directions, making him slightly uncomfortable.

For a hybrid werewolf, even though his natural ability to smell has been greatly weakened, he is still much more sensitive than the average wizard.

The scent of books that intoxicated many people was just a strange smell mixed with dust, ink, dried insect corpses and rotten wood in his nose.

Smelling it in his nose always made him have the urge to sneeze.

This was one of the reasons why he basically did not study in the library for three years after entering school.

But now, he had broken the shackles he had placed on himself.

For school, for my sister, and for the unattainable dream deep in my heart.

Nicholas took a hard breath, holding back his itchy nostrils, and carefully searched for the fragrance among the mess of smells.

That smell that belongs to her.

…

Liu Feifei was lying on the desk with a copy of "The Philosophy of Magic" in front of her.

But her mind was not in the book at all.

The afterglow of the evening passed through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows and enveloped her gently, as if covering her with a soft veil.

She stared at the test paper in front of her in trance. She didn't know what she found, and couldn't help laughing.

"How stupid." She muttered, "You can get all these answers wrong!"

Then she suddenly woke up, blushing, covering her mouth, and looked around cautiously.

Fortunately, no one else noticed his gaffe.

The desk she chose is located next to the floor-to-ceiling window in the corner of the second floor of Shushan Hall. As far as the eye can see, there are tall bookshelves all around. There were only two desks placed between the bookshelf and the corner of the wall.

The other table was separated from her by a bookshelf that stuck out of her head, and only half of her figure was exposed.

There seemed to be two students sitting behind the table, but they had been arguing fiercely in lowered voices, completely ignoring themselves.

ignore.

Liu Feifei's face suddenly showed a trace of sadness, and she was a little distracted.

Maybe it's because of the same feeling of loneliness that I can have more in common with him, so I agree to this.

She was a posthumous child, and her mother disappeared when she was very young. The most profound impression in my memory from childhood is my grandmother’s huge aquiline nose.

The granddaughter also killed her own son. The old grandmother hated the girl who caused her family's bloodline to be cut off, and she never had a good look in front of her.

When she was five years old, she was kicked out of her home and lived with her great-grandmother who lived alone in the mountains.

There were no neighbors on the mountain, and my grandma was very hard of hearing. She would often say a few or five sentences before my grandma would agree loudly.

With no playmates of the same age and no one to talk to, she gradually got used to chatting with the little animals in front of and behind the house.

When she was a little older, her great-grandmother gave her a bowl of medicine.

She still remembered that in order for her to drink the smelly bowl of medicinal soup, her great-grandmother moved her little feet and drove many big white geese to block her in the house.

If she were asked to choose again, she still couldn't accept the taste of that medicinal soup.

But she would find a way to add a lot of sugar and honey to the soup to make it less difficult to swallow.

After all, it was a bowl of enlightenment soup.

It wasn't until she entered First University that she gradually learned how valuable that bowl of medicinal soup was.

At that time, she only remembered that there were many more things in her mind overnight. Words, numbers, spells, magic, a huge new world appeared before her eyes.

The next days will be much easier.

She helped her great-grandmother go to the mountains to collect herbs every day during the day, and at night she read those moldy old books under her great-grandmother's oil lamp.

Until she received the admission notice from First University.

Until she set foot in school for the first time.

Until she met him.

She has never attended a wizard's school, nor has she had much experience dealing with other wizards, nor has she received selfless help from others.

So when Nicholas destroyed a book so he could cast a spell on her, she was terrified.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." When she asked for compensation, the thin boy with dark yellow skin and eyes that were always trembling involuntarily comforted her: "It's because my spellcasting level is not good enough, it has nothing to do with you."

"But," Liu Feifei mustered up her courage and looked at him apologetically: "I will always make it up to you. My great-grandmother said that wizards cannot owe others in their hearts."

The boy hesitated for a few seconds.

"You are a government-funded student, so you must be very good at studying." He looked at the girl sincerely and asked, "Can you help me with my homework?"

Liu Feifei did not hesitate and immediately nodded seriously.

"That's it," she took his hand and shook it hard.

Now.

Nicholas was already beginning to regret his proposal.

He passed through several rows of tall mahogany bookshelves and took a cautious look.

"What are you looking at? Come on!" The girl called softly from behind the desk in front of the floor-to-ceiling window: "Where are your textbooks?"

"It's in the bag." The freshman tugged at the corner of his clothes uneasily, his eyes only dared to fall on the girl's robe.

He turned his head and vaguely saw two familiar figures sitting behind the table not far away.

"How about we change places." He rubbed his shoes on the ground uneasily and whispered, "There seems to be people from our class over there..."

"Why!" The girl flipped her hair and raised her head to look at him: "The seats in the library are always tight. I can occupy this seat thanks to the name of a public-funded student... We just read books and study, even if others see that there are what relationship?"

"I'm afraid you will be embarrassed." This mixed-race werewolf who was very famous in Beta Town found that it was always difficult for him to muster up courage in front of girls. He muttered: "It's not good for you if others see you with me."

When the sun falls on the girl's face, the tiny hairs appear particularly clear.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the original dissatisfaction in her heart disappeared instantly.

"It doesn't matter." She lowered her head and flipped through the book: "If others feel uncomfortable, that's their business."