Monster Hunting High School

This is not the first time in recent days that teammates have doubted his ability to control magic.

"I've been in the trial field for six days. Didn't you see me using spells?"

The young public-funded student was indignant in his heart and choked: "Even if you didn't see it, you should have seen me falling from the sky... Could such an obvious flying spell be fake?"

The red-faced wizard turned his face slightly, as if he was a little embarrassed: "Well, it's just a confirmation, a habitual confirmation, there is no bad intention."

"Shit habits." Zheng Qing cursed in a low voice.

"Normal! Normal! Normal!"

Like a melancholy poet, Fatty Xin looked up at the sky, chanted the word several times, then shook his head and sighed: "I must admit, as a member of your team, I always feel that the word 'normal' is too harsh. "Jikou."

Zheng Qing's face turned darker and darker.

"My magic control has always been excellent."

The young public-funded student gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, shook his hands and cast out a binding spell. Four or five slender vines shuttled between his fingers like octopuses, looking very gorgeous: "Like this It's okay...do you think this level of spell manipulation ability will still be out of control?"

Regarding this question, several other members of the Exoneration Hunting Team were noncommittal.

Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and reminded him kindly: "Do you still remember what happened in the freshman competition of the school hunting club last year? Your magic control at that time was no worse than it is now..."

"That was Shadow's doing, it has nothing to do with me!"

Zheng Qing stamped his feet fiercely, and the shadow that was hiding under his feet lazily stretched out a tail and said hello to several 'comrades'.

Li Meng, with quick eyes and quick feet, stepped on it, and the shadow suddenly retracted and emerged from the other side. The little witch immediately stepped over again. In this way, the two brainless people played hide-and-seek and step-mole games around Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing drooped the corners of his mouth and looked at the little witch swirling around him through his nostrils, feeling a little envious for a moment.

"Seprano?" Fatty Xin followed closely behind Xiao Xiao, reminding someone that he was still under probation.

"The blood rune bullets that hurt him have nothing to do with my magic control." The young public-funded student corrected him firmly with a straight face: "Besides, all my rune guns were lost on the Black Prison battlefield."

At the mention of the Black Prison Battlefield, several of the companions who had participated fell silent, and all looked at the young public-funded student with subtle eyes. This made the wizard feel a little embarrassed.

Jiang Yu spoke in a low voice at the right time: "And Satugua...twice."

The first time, he destroyed the son of Tsathogua, and the second time, he completely destroyed a small world. Of course, Jiang Yu was still very kind and did not mention the glorious deeds of someone who destroyed half a street in the North District of Beta Town.

The young public-sponsored student let out a heavy breath and showed some annoyance: "Who would have thought that a dignified outsider would do something to a penniless little wizard? That was completely an accident, and accidents are always uncontrollable!"

Xiao Xiao made a gesture of understanding: "We can continue to give examples, and you can continue to argue, but you can only choose one excuse or fact, just like fish and bear's paw, you can't have both. Of course, as a fortune teller , I prefer to speculate on the greatest possibility of the future through facts.”

"As a client, I will never promise to give up excuses." Zheng Qing said angrily.

He knew the truth of what his companions said, and their concerns were justified.

But knowing is one thing, accepting is another.

This has nothing to do with honor or pride, but because the most fundamental reason for all 'accidents' lies in the forbidden curse hidden deep in his soul, but he has no way of explaining this fact to his companions.

"So, Merlin, please be a little more restrained this time."

Zhang Jixin stepped forward and patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder: "I don't want to follow you to Linzhong Lake after the trial meeting to pick up the feces that the fishmen threw on the shore during the semester."

Zheng Qing sighed.

"Merlin may not be able to bless me." He muttered, and finally listened to the opinions of his companions and sorted out the magic power in his body again: "...if necessary, I should also shout 'Sir bless'."

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After all, Zheng Qing had no chance to shout the words "Sir, bless you".

The preparations before the raid were tedious and complicated.

But the entirety of the fight was lackluster.

After the six hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team used the Disillusionment Curse to approach the camp at the edge of the mountain, they easily wiped out all the ogres staying in the tent with just a few Soft Leg Curses, Chaos Curses and Binding Curses.

An ogre who was drinking soup didn't even have time to put down the bone bowl in his hand before he was tied into a rice dumpling by vines and hung under the beam.

None of the evil-repelling talismans that Zheng Qing prepared for everyone, the magic-replenishing potion that Fatty prepared for everyone, and the dozen or so backup plans prepared by Dr. Xiao Da in case of a failed raid were used.

This is a good thing.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yu and Li Meng began to survey the earth's atmosphere and prepare for the erection of the magic circle; Zhang Jixin and Xin got into the tent and broke the necks of the prisoners one by one - in fact, the work of twisting the necks was It was all done by the red-faced wizard, while the fat man was responsible for wielding a silver knife to cut the most valuable trophies from the prisoners.

For example, the heart of the ogre. This fresh magical material needs to be soaked in absinthe as soon as possible. It can not only become the power source of the alchemy golem, but also provide raw materials for many special-purpose potions, such as Thomas giving Zheng Qing The blood-replenishing potion I took.

Another example is the eyes of ogres, just like the eyes of fishmen or centaurs. After the death of these demihuman magical creatures, their eyes will turn into gems. Compared with natural gems, the texture of these gems may be slightly inferior, but for many students at First University, they do not need precious gems with high purity or brightness, as long as they can meet the experimental requirements, even if They can throw a slug's eyeballs into a mortar and grind them into powder without changing their expression.

There is also the ogre's spinal nerve, which is an excellent carrier for making magic circuits; the ogre's thigh bone, embedded with magic gems to make a staff, will become a popular 'school supplies' for students of Starry Sky Academy; if With more time, Fatty Xin even hoped to skin a few ogres completely. No shop that sells magic books would refuse such high-quality raw materials.

But time is a bit tight after all.

The fat man only had time to peel off their scalps and backs before Xiao Xiao, who was responsible for observing the surrounding environment, alerted everyone.

"The ogre hunting party is back!"

The fortune teller's urgent and clear voice echoed in the ears of every young wizard: "They have circled out of the foothills... They are moving very fast, and they are expected to approach the camp within five minutes!"