Monster Hunting High School

Before convincing Zhu Si, the Exoneration Hunting Team had another option.

That is Professor Monteria in this magic text class.

If Professor Monteria can be invited to serve as the instructor of Xun Sin, he will naturally be much more reliable than that girl Zhu Si. Maybe he can get something good from the professor's laboratory.

Although the professor has repeatedly expressed his attitude of not participating in the school hunting competition to the hunting team who consulted him, as the saying goes, good girls are afraid of pestering men. Uncle Liu asked Mr. Zhuge to visit the thatched cottage three times and never give up. At the moment, he is just asking shamelessly after class. It's just a matter of words, so what's there to be embarrassed about?

What if the professor was just being arrogant and testing the determination of these young hunters?

With this naive idea, Zheng Qing and the others took a rare initiative. They moved their seats forward a few rows before going to class. Despite the strange looks in their eyes from other students in the class, they behaved actively and seriously throughout the class. Including Fatty Xin, the four people raised their hands to answer questions even more times than Downton.

It's a pity that Professor Monteria was perfunctory in teaching, and the positive attitude of Zheng Qing and others was just a wink to the blind man. He suspected that the professor might not even realize that they had changed seats.

But it doesn’t matter, as long as the professor can feel their ‘enthusiasm and eagerness to learn’, even if there is a little bit more kindness in the later ‘negotiations’, it will be good.

The bell rang, and as soon as the professor shouted the word 'get out of class is over', the four members of the group sitting at the front all stood up and looked at the professor who was starting to sort out the lecture notes.

But someone is faster than them.

"Professor Monteria."

The soles of Matthew Cullen's feet seemed to be greased. Before Zheng Qing jumped out of his seat, he slid to the desk and bowed slightly to the professor with a smile: "I am Matthew Cullen, the leader of the Cullen Hunting Team. team leader……"

"I won't participate." Professor Monteria interrupted Matthew in a low voice without raising his head.

Zheng Qing laughed secretly and lined up behind Matthew obediently, planning a second wave of attacks.

Many students in the class were also aware of the recent hotly debated school hunting party selection task, and they all craned their necks to look at this scene with curiosity and amusement.

However, what made Zheng Qing very concerned was that Downton and Nicholas did not come forward. Could it be that they had already found a suitable instructor?

The sense of urgency in the hearts of young public-funded students has increased a lot again.

Matthew had obviously expected the professor's rejection, and there was no embarrassment on his face. He just seized the opportunity to provide his own terms: "If the professor is willing to serve as the instructor of our hunting team, the Cullen family is willing to provide certain resources for the professor's laboratory." Private sponsorship…”

The laboratory named after the professor's surname at First University has the right to choose external partners. Capital in the wizarding world is also willing to sponsor such laboratories, but any choice is two-way. Based on Zheng Qing's understanding of Professor Monteria , he is not like a wizard who is short of jade coins.

Sure enough, after hearing the young vampire's first words, the professor raised his head, the gray hair on his forehead slightly brushed, revealing two sharp eyes.

"The Cullen family in the New World?"

His eyes fell on Matthew's red robe: "I actually saw people from the Cullen family in Jiuyou Academy... I don't need sponsorship, but if John is willing to lend me the Holy Grail for a while... um... for one night, Then I will accept your invitation."

The full name of 'John' in Professor Monteria's mouth is 'John Hugh Cullen'. He is the ancestor who led the Cullen family to become a member of the Lower Moon Parliament. He left Europe three hundred years ago and established a huge family in the New World of North America. Industry.

The 'Holy Grail' mentioned by the professor is one of the holy weapons of the Vampire Clan. It is said that the cup can accumulate the original blood of the Vampire Clan to help extend the lives of old vampires with declining Qi and blood.

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Any wizard with a little common sense can tell that the professor has put forward a condition that cannot be fulfilled. Matthew also knew this - regardless of whether he, a cub, had the authority to reach such an agreement with a wizard outside the family, simply lending the sacred weapon might cause some radical elements in the family to tie him to a thorn and burn him to death.

And it is said that the Holy Grail is sleeping with the ancestor John in the huge group of coffins under the Karen Castle. God knows if those ancestors will have their teeth pulled out because of such a trivial matter.

The young vampire's face turned pale and his smile became much stiffer.

This is more in line with his vampire temperament.

"The Holy Grail is the most precious holy object of all vampires. I'm sorry that I can't agree to your conditions." Matthew made his position clear first, then gritted his teeth and added: "If your experiment needs to use the essence and blood of the vampires, I can do it at school." After the game, I will assist you in your experiments as an assistant researcher.”

This is a tactful way of telling the professor that he can serve as a blood bag.

This determination is surprising.

The severity in Professor Monteria's eyes faded a bit, and he nodded approvingly: "That's not to say... I haven't fallen to the point of drawing blood from imps for experiments... Instructor, I really don't have time, and the recent experiments The laboratory is at a critical moment...but if you are really interested in bloodline research, you can take the time to apply to join my laboratory."

After that, he tucked the prepared handouts under his arm and prepared to walk out of the classroom.

Matthew sighed in frustration, glanced at Zheng Qing and his group who were about to step forward, lowered his eyelids, and left the desk with heavy steps.

His sigh was like a heavy stone, weighing on Zheng Qing's heart.

Although the conversation Matthew had just had with Professor Monteria was brief, the young vampire's determination and the professor's attitude were very clearly displayed before his eyes. Zheng Qing didn’t think he could offer a more sincere condition than ‘Matthew’s own essence and blood’.

Xu noticed the hesitation of several wizards. Jiang Yu, who had just come to the side, took a step forward, followed the professor's steps, and followed him outside the classroom.

Several boys looked at each other and followed closely behind.

"professor."

The witch smiled sweetly and raised a stack of parchment in her hand: "This is the homework I collected after class. I have already checked it on my own. The common mistakes made by the students have also been marked and listed on this piece of paper. …”

Professor Monteria stopped and glanced at the witch in surprise, showing a rare smile. Zheng Qing was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue. It was the first time he saw this cold-faced professor smile.

"Thanks for your hard work."

The professor took the pile of parchment and hesitated for a moment, seeming to be thinking about how to reward this outstanding student who solved his troubles: "Well, if you have any difficulties..."

"We have an excellent hunting team and want to participate in this school hunting competition." The witch's face was slightly red, and her smile was a bit shy, as if she was very sorry for her behavior of embarrassing the professor, and added in a low voice: "It's the Exoneration Hunting Team, those who participated in the Battle of Black Prison... won't cause you any trouble, we can solve it ourselves."

The wizards following her nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

This should be a sure thing now.

Zheng Qing was thinking secretly in his heart, looking at the back of the witch in front of him, his face filled with gratitude. He wished he could rush up to her right now, cheering, lift her up and throw her into the air.