Monster Hunting High School

When Andrew mentioned Tuesday night, Zheng Qing didn't react for a while.

But he did a little calculation in his sleeves and immediately remembered the luckiest night in the entire selection process. That day he drew the Hound of Tindalos before the game, and then spent the whole game safely in the transparent glass ball.

"Tuesday?"

The young public-funded student glanced at his companions beside him, and said with some hesitation: "...It's almost the same as usual. The hunting team will gather after dinner. There is no training... What, what happened?"

"No, no, what's the matter?"

Andrew laughed and looked at him: "This is the First University. It is stable and harmonious, the sunshine is calm, and the years are quiet. Nothing can happen... If something happens to the First University, it will not be at my level." The wizards who can handle it...catch the centaurs illegally hauling goods at the North District Pier, go to the homeless bar to check the black market transactions, and send the young wizards who are in heat on the street back to school before the curfew. This is my level. "

What he said was very skillful and reasonable. Hearing this, the young public servant beamed and immediately gave up the worries he had just a moment ago.

"What are the black market transactions in Wandering Bar?" Zheng Qing asked smoothly.

"Many," the fat wizard looked at him with a smile: "For example, certain magical biological materials that are prohibited from trading, such as black magic notes, and unauthorized trading of talismans... You know, standard talismans are the same as tobacco. Alliance Exclusive.”

He raised the burned cigarette in his hand.

The smile on the boy's face immediately stiffened a bit.

"I know." He replied dryly.

"Naturally, naturally, many young people have the idea of ​​​​earning some extra money. People do not work with officials. When I was young, I often went to vagrant bars to sell after-school homework for talismans." The chubby Mr. Commissioner rushed to the young public-funded students. With a wink, he suddenly changed the topic: "Oh, by the way, I just mentioned the second-order battle formation... In addition to the Bofu clan, do you also have other second-order battle formations?"

Xiao Xiao had been watching with cold eyes.

At this moment, he finally couldn't help it and sneered: "It's an interesting insinuation... but I want to remind you that you are seeking inside information about the participants of a regular hunting competition. This is illegal."

The smile on Andrew's face slowly faded.

He looked deeply at the short wizard.

"Maybe." Mr. Commissioner took out another cigarette, snapped his fingers, and lit it. His whole face was suddenly submerged in the thick smoke: "It depends on what you think, boys... Although I like hunting. I also like to place bets while watching games, but I won’t ruin my career just for this hobby.”

Xiao Xiao frowned and pushed up his glasses: "The only second-level battle formations that you have mastered so far are Bofu's battle formations. Because the first practice requires the use of relevant formation spirit essence blood, the only thing we can get is Bofu's essence blood. …”

"This is indeed a key point." The commissioner of the Three-pronged Sword nodded thoughtfully, smoked half of the cigarette in one breath, and then took a deep breath: "At first, Hilda wanted to get Thomas to practice the second-level battle formation. , it’s stuck here... Otherwise, maybe your current practical class teacher will be me, hahaha... Where did you get Bofu’s essence and blood? "

This time, it was Zheng Qing who answered him.

"Qingqiu Mansion."

The young public-sponsored student had realized that this was not an ordinary 'fan meeting'. His voice was a little nervous and he spoke quickly: "Member Su from Qingqiu Mansion is our instructor for the selection. For her, she is a little bit Bo Fu." Blood is not a precious magic material."

"But you should master the second-level battle formation before the trial, right?" Mr. Commissioner keenly caught a small contradiction and frowned: "As far as I know, this kind of battle formation is not just a few short-term battles." You can master it in one night, right?"

"You have many contacts with Qingqiu Mansion, not just this time."

Xiao Xiao patched it up for Zheng Qing: "Last Christmas, when we were preparing the pumpkin cart for the school to use for the holiday, we helped out at the mansion...otherwise, Councilor Su would not easily agree to our request this time."

"Sorry, it's a professional habit." The pudgy wizard smoked the cigarette in one gulp, rubbed it, and wiped off the dust between his fingers on his robe. His eyes glanced at the almost empty classroom: "...That lady is also sorry. A member of Sin, I remember her name is Jiang Yu?”

Maybe he heard his name.

In the classroom, the witch raised her head in confusion and glanced at the door.

Zheng Qing smiled at her, shook his head to indicate it was okay, and then turned to look at Andrew with a serious expression: "If you have anything to ask, you can ask directly. There is no need to beat around the bush, beat around the bush, or disturb every one of my team members... We are not your prisoners.”

He used honorifics.

This is not polite, but a sign of unfamiliarity.

"He's a bit like the captain of the 'Super Hunting Team'." The chubby commissioner first praised Zheng Qing, and then sighed sadly: "There are no prisoners, just a casual chat... If something really happens, It's time for you to get a subpoena from Dan Hager...Young men, you're just too sensitive."

"Really?" Zheng Qing looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes."

Andrew nodded affirmatively, looked up at the boy, and suddenly laughed: "Think about last year, the first time I saw you, you followed Thomas, like a little quail that had just left the nest... Now you are able to face it with tact. All this... As the saying goes, 'jump on the dragon's back, be prepared for a bump on the dragon's back'... The life of a wizard is so unpredictable."

He seemed to be summarizing and reminding.

Before Zheng Qing came to his senses, the fat wizard waved goodbye: "Sorry, I took up so much of your time and made you smell the smoke for a long time... To be honest, I don't think you will be in any trouble. … But that’s what my job is—walking around and talking to people.”

Zheng Qing doesn't think Sancha Sword's job is just to 'chat'.

He looked at his companions, all of whom had serious expressions - there was nothing worse than a black eye.

"I'll ask my brother." Zhang Jixin nodded, turned and left.

"I'll go to the editorial office of the school newspaper and have a look." Fatty Xin was no longer in the mood for snacks.

Xiao Xiao patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder: "I'll go back and burn a piece of turtle shell... But I thought about the three-pronged sword's eucalyptus, even if I burn all the turtle shells I saved, it shouldn't be a big deal. ”

Zheng Qing glanced at the bamboo slips in his arms.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yu walked out of the classroom and looked at the other people leaving in surprise: "I saw you guys had been standing at the door for a while, why did you all leave as soon as I came out...Who was that just now? ?”

"A friend came to ask for an autograph book."

Zheng Qing was smiling, standing at the window and looking down, and saw the short and fat figure of the Three-pronged Sword Commissioner leaving the teaching building, passing through the small garden, and finally disappearing at an uninhabited corner.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

ps, just because of this jealousy, I made this dumpling~——I mean, compared with the emotions, I care more about the dialogue between the characters_(:3」∠)_