Monster Hunting High School

Although First University has many restrictions on the use of escape techniques within the campus, these restrictions are mainly to prevent evil forces outside Phuket Island from invading the campus, and they are all aimed at large-scale, long-distance teleportation spells.

The use of small-scale, short-distance teleportation magic within the guardian formation is not restricted.

Therefore, in the long history of the establishment of the school, the campus of First University gradually developed many magics that have daily needs, such as 'hundred-meter escape technique', 'ten-meter flash', and 'super-precise positioning'.

Of course, not every member of First University can master these unique magics.

In addition to professors, many school workers, researchers, teaching assistants, and even some highly skilled school students can master the improved 'Hundred Meter Escape Technique'.

The aborigines in the Linzhong Lake Fishman Reservation obviously do not have this ability.

Therefore, when the three black-robed wizards had a slight disagreement at the edge of the lakeside forest, the murlocs had not had time to review the reasons for the failure of today's transaction.

In the opposite direction to the three wizards, the five fishmen were spreading out and running towards Linzhong Lake.

They still haven't escaped the patrol's pursuit.

After all, the speed of two legs cannot be faster than that of magic.

For the first time in Iseni's somewhat chaotic mind, she felt an emotion similar to 'envy' towards those nirvana wizards.

If it had the mysterious power of a priest, everyone would definitely be able to return to the bottom of the lake safely tonight. Thinking of this, it clenched its fists unwillingly. 【】

As the person in charge of tonight's transaction between the tribe and the wizard, the tall and sturdy fishman was more worried about whether his tribe could successfully escape the pursuit of the patrol than the lost goods.

Because it sneaked ashore with a few companions without notifying the working committee of the First University and without getting permission from the priests. To use more fashionable words to describe it, their trading behavior is called smuggling.

According to the "Linzhong Lake Fishman Reserve Management Measures", any fisherman who goes ashore for a long time needs to have a fully reasonable reason, and then obtain permission from First University, and a "shore visa" will be issued by the school working committee.

According to the provisions of the Wizarding Code, logging in without permission is the same crime as the aboriginals of the New World sneaking into the wizarding world, and it is an illegal crime.

Once caught, this matter is no longer a prank by a few small fishmen.

The jealous president of Shida University of First University will definitely elevate this matter to the level of a diplomatic dispute.

Although Iseni has not received the priestly inheritance and is not a wise man of the tribe, his long-term experience in dealing with wizards has still given him a good training in wisdom.

Its instinct told itself that it must not be caught by the patrol.

As long as they are not caught by the patrol, the transaction in the forest glade can be excused by the clan for various reasons.

Such as hallucinations, mirages, and frame-ups by evil demons.

Even if the elders of the clan knew the reason later, as a minor fishman, the most he could do was hang him on a coral tree and give him a beating, causing a few layers of fish scales to fall off him.

Once caught, at least he will be banned from the depths of the lake and will never be able to lead the tribe again; at worst, he may be exiled from the First University and become a miserable wandering fishman.

The tragic stories passed down from ancient times tell Iseni that without the power of tribes and priests, it would be difficult for a wandering fishman to survive in the dangerous wizarding world.

What's more, it's an underage fish-man.

Thinking of this, Iseni's originally tired body suddenly received a lot of new strength.

It flicked the fins on its back vigorously, and ran between the big trees and shrubs in long strides. While being careful not to step into the mud in the grass nest, it opened its mouth wide and tried to absorb a little moisture from the dry air.

However, as an aquatic creature, the land environment is too dry for Iseni, and the low air pressure also makes Iseni, who is accustomed to water pressure, extremely uncomfortable.

This makes it much less efficient when running.

Fortunately, it is not far from the big lake. The air near the lake has always been very humid, and its strong body can still hold on.

Although he is unusually tall, Iseni is a little fish-man under the age of twenty. To a fishman whose average lifespan is more than two hundred years old and whose maturity takes more than fifty years, it is really just a child.

As a child, it naturally has many problems common to cubs of intelligent life.

For example, childishness, innocence, self-righteousness, and the impatience of holding back one's breath and wanting to wash away the shame as quickly as possible after being ridiculed by peers.

Iseni's impatience comes from his desire for success.

It really hopes to have some achievements that will stun its friends, so as to wash away the disgraceful connotation of its name, and make all the guys who make fun of it tighten their gills.

Iseni's name comes from a rusty fishhook.

Although aquatic fish people have a sense of psychological superiority over land creatures, this does not affect their love and even worship of the exquisite creations on land.

After the newborn fish-men bite through the egg membrane, the priests of the tribe will always lay out many land creations, allowing the little fish-men with incomplete webbed fingers to grab them at will.

The little fishman will be named after the captured object and use it as his lucky charm.

And what Iseni caught on the day she broke her eggs was a fishhook.

A shiny, thick and short Iseni fishhook with barbs on the hook tip. The fishhook is now hanging on the highest fin on its back.

For fish people, this lucky thing is indeed a bit funny.

But for a fishman with outstanding talents and great ambitions, this matter is not so pleasant.

Iseni doesn't like it when his friends always tease him about his name.

One day, you will sing the praises of this name and offer me golden fishhooks.

With this mentality, the young merfolk resolutely set foot on land, hoping to open up their own new world beyond the control of the old antiques.

Then several black-robed wizards found it.

They hope to buy some sundries that the wizards lost in the water at a low price from the fishmen.

As a leader of the fish-men clan, Iseni also heard about many affairs between wizards and adults in the clan.

For example, helping the wizards collect the fruits and branches of magical plants under the water, helping the school janitor tow the unpowered boats on the lake, or helping certain wizards salvage things that accidentally fell into the water.

Obviously, those wizards who hide their heads when dealing with it, wear black robes, and make strange sounds are not like helpful people.

They hope to acquire more fallen debris.

"If you are willing to help collect those debris covered with mud and covered with seaweed, then the wizard will not owe his friends." The fat wizard who negotiated casually played with the exquisite glass ornaments at hand, and followed the temptations. Adult little fish man: "For the sake of friendship, these things are our gifts to you."