Monster Hunting High School

"Would you like to follow up and have a look?"

"Under the nose of a great wizard?"

"but……"

"There are no buts. The task we received was just to record her whereabouts after leaving school, 'recording' rather than 'interfering'! Did you write down the fact that she entered the Gini Hut?"

Not far from Zhu Si, at the corner of a grocery store at No. 27 Gu Diao Street, two wizards in black robes were arguing quietly but fiercely.

They were similar in stature, and they all wore wide hoods. Their faces could not be seen clearly, and their entire bodies were hidden in the shadows of the corners, blurry, as if a gust of wind could blow them away.

Any wizard who is good at tracking and hunting can see here that these two wizards have used a very clever concealment magic, so even if a North District wizard is carrying a bag of frogs a few steps away, He looked around vigilantly as he passed by, but did not cast suspicious eyes on this corner.

"I have written it down," after hearing his companion's rhetorical question, the wizard who was the first to speak was slightly weaker, but stubbornly repeated: "But..."

"The 'but' has nothing to do with us."

His companion interrupted patiently but impatiently: "Taking a step back, assuming that the Rat Immortal is really staying in the Gini Cabin now, what are we going in for? Serving tea to the legendary boss? Can we be smarter... …We are just two small registered wizards, and we only received the simplest low-level mission, so we don’t need to cause trouble for ourselves.”

The four words "Legendary Boss" are more convincing than any unnecessary words.

The shadows in this corner were quiet for a moment.

Only the faint rustling of the quill tip across the parchment could be heard.

After a moment, the first wizard spoke again and sighed softly: "... Great Sage Kolma and Lecturer Zhu Si look to be about the same age... I wonder what they will talk about."

"Curiosity killed the cat." The companion said disapprovingly: "When performing tasks, we need to use our brains, but we can't use our brains... In addition, according to the instructions in the task book, the age difference between the two of them is too big. It's just Lecturer Zhu Si. The situation is special, so the two people seem to have similar temperaments.”

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Zhu Si didn't know the two little tails suffixed behind her.

Or maybe she knows, but doesn't care.

After all, even she herself didn't quite know what she was doing in this cabin. Wizards' inspiration - which may also be called 'whim' - is in most cases the result of a passive function of divination.

Just like 'the cicada wakes up before the golden wind blows', before the autumn wind rises, the cicada has already noticed the clues. Of course, this clue was not so detailed that she could predict the origin of this 'Kini's Magic House'.

The witch stood in front of the white walls and black tiles, silently looking at the two-story building with a simple shape, focusing on the small garden outside the building for a moment.

There are several cherry blossom trees that are growing extremely well in the garden. Although it is late autumn, under the influence of magic, those few cherry blossoms are still blooming very wantonly, blooming in the night with an aura that is hard to ignore.

Yes, momentum.

Zhu Si felt that it was difficult for him to use words to describe the appearance of those cherry blossoms in bloom.

Jingle Bell!

The witch raised her head and looked around, only to see the copper bell hanging on the arch-shaped door automatically swaying in the wind, making a series of crisp sounds.

Squeak.

The door opened, and a tall witch stuck her head out, curiously looking at the visitors outside. Ever since Korma became a great wizard, there have been very few unannounced guests in the Gini hut - especially this guest who was invited in by the great sage.

Zhu Si frowned slightly.

She noticed the ups and downs of the magic power on the witch. It was not weak, but it gave people an erratic feeling like duckweed water. And she also noticed a few strands of silver in the witch's hair, which exuded a dead color.

"welcome."

The person who opened the door politely gave up his seat.

Zhu Si thought about it for a few seconds, then smiled and walked in. This is the choice of old-school wizards, who trust their own inspiration more than detailed and careful plans.

After passing the main entrance and walking around the white courtyard wall for a short while, the two finally stopped in front of a half-open wooden door on the first floor. There was no door god hanging on the door, and there were no couplets on the left and right sides of the door frame. Everything was revealed from top to bottom. A smell called shabby.

Zhu Si remembered the nameplate outside the gate. The first floor was a place called "Sakura Tavern". She thought that this should be the Laoshizi Tavern.

Boom, boom, boom.

The guide knocked on the door politely - in Zhu Si's opinion, this was purely a matter of taking off his pants and farting. Through the gap between the half-closed door, she had already seen the bar in the house shrouded in bright light, and The tall, silver-haired witch sitting behind the bar.

tall and big?

Zhu Si raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on the magic waves rippling around the witch, and he had some more guesses in his heart.

"Please come in."

A slightly hoarse voice came from the front of the bar: "Catherine, go up and tell them that magic practice needs to be in moderation... It's already very late today, let them all go back."

"Yes, Great Sage." The witch who led the way bowed respectfully outside the door, left the guests beside her, turned around and left quietly without any hesitation.

North District, Great Sage, a familiar but unfamiliar name immediately appeared in Zhu Si's mind. She said she was familiar because she had heard the deeds of this great wizard with a "legendary" experience more than once since she returned to school; she said she was unfamiliar because she had not dealt with this great wizard yet.

Creak.

The guest pushed the door open and walked in. After getting rid of the night outside, his eyes suddenly became a little brighter. Several thick magic candles hung upside down under the wooden beams. The melted wax oil clung to the candle wicks, trembling, being sucked into the burning flames, turning into light and spreading throughout the room.

Except for the silver-haired witch, there was no one else in the tavern.

"In the past, the Sakura Tavern could only raise fireflies."

Seemingly noticing the customer's gaze, the witch in front of the bar tilted her head, propped up her chin, and explained lazily: "And saying you can afford it is putting your face on the line... because those light bugs used to suck. There is dew in the morning and evening, and a little bit of bad wine spilled by the guests... so the light here is always dark... Now that we have money, we can light magic candles, and we light several at a time. It looks bright and feels comfortable.”

What she said was interesting, and Zhu Si heard it as well.

However, the guest still did not make a sound, but continued to look up and down the layout of the room, looking at the great sage of the North District, Korma, who was far away but very close to him.