Monster Hunting High School

There is a simple transitional music between the two dances, which is an organ solo. The melodious and cheerful music is like the evening breeze blowing through the branches, provoking a group of birds to sing low.

The young wizard and witch slowed down their dance, but their bodies were still close together, and they seemed to have no intention of separating.

"The rhythm of the next song should be a little more relaxed, and it won't be as stressful as this one." Jiang Yu's expression became obviously more relaxed. Zheng Qing's panicky dance steps earlier were a disaster. It was not until the music slowed down that the young public-funded student regained his feeling and kept up with the witch's rhythm.

"Merlin, actually... I didn't dance that badly, I was just a little nervous." Zheng Qing muttered in a low voice, thinking about how to prove himself through the next dance, and the heat on his face finally subsided a lot. , allowing him to feel the coolness in the night wind again.

Then he started racking his brain for something new to talk about.

There was a clear cough in my ear.

The boy blinked in confusion, because the witch who was close at hand did not cough. He looked around and saw that the nearest witch to the two of them was more than ten meters away.

"Is there any problem?" Jiang Yu was sensitive to the confusion in Zheng Qing's expression.

"Maybe it's an auditory hallucination." The boy's tone was a little uncertain. At the same time, he finally remembered the content of the emergency training at Qingqiu Mansion - if you feel that the chat atmosphere has become awkward and you have nothing to say, talk about some art. Nonsense is the best option.

"Music, dance, clothing, and architecture, these beautiful concepts fill the void beyond magic in our world." Zheng Qing said in a tone that sounded like he was reciting poetry.

Jiang Yu looked at him with strange eyes and said nothing.

This is different from what Su Shijun taught. Shouldn't she say something? This thought flashed through Zheng Qing's mind, he coughed dryly, and then continued to ask: "Do you know why wizards are obsessed with art?"

Jiang Yu chuckled: "Why?"

"People are obsessed with art, because art is the only trace we leave in this world... It has gone through the same history as us, and it tells the truest joy and depression." The boy repeated what he had recited with a serious look on his face. After many times, I am very satisfied with myself for being able to express such in-depth and nutritious content.

However, it was beyond his expectation.

The witch didn't seem to buy into the topic.

"Do you think dancing with me is boring?" Jiang Yu squinted her eyes and the smile disappeared without a trace.

Zheng Qing stumbled a little, feeling that his dance steps were going to be messed up again, so he smiled dryly: "I don't quite understand what you mean..."

Jiang Yu didn't speak, but a breathless laughter came from the boy's ears - this laughter was exactly the same as the crisp cough before. This time, Zheng Qing finally found the reason for the 'auditory hallucination' source.

He tilted his head very hard and looked over his shoulder.

A little fox as big as a thumb was holding his belly, laughing so hard in his ear that his four hazy and fluffy tails were like four arms, beating Zheng Qing's shoulders randomly, crackling.

A chilling feeling rushed from his tailbone to his forehead, making him shiver involuntarily.

Hallucinations are all hallucinations.

He murmured in his heart, trying to turn his head, trying to ignore the little fox on his shoulder. But his dance partner did not ignore the meaning of this 'illusion', and looked at the little fox with burning eyes.

"Member Su?"

Although there was a hint of doubt in Jiang Yu's voice, her tone was very sure, and a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes - after all, foxes with four tails were rare, and even fewer at the dance.

"Eh? Eh!"

The little fox who was originally laughing seemed to have realized that he had accidentally exposed his whereabouts, and the hair bounced off Zheng Qing's shoulders. In just a blink of an eye, he changed from a thumb-sized fox to a thumb-sized beauty, and returned to his usual self. A reserved and elegant image, of course, the four tails are still undulating and swaying behind him.

"Sorry, I just came here to inform my dance partner that I should be preparing the next song."

After becoming smaller, Su Shijun's voice was clear and his tone was much more lively. After explaining his purpose, he turned to criticize the topic that the wizard had just started: "By the way, I should have told you, 'I was left speechless at the dance. You can only say that kind of nonsense when you say it... It's very rude to say that in front of a lady. Why do you think that an outstanding witch like Jiang Yu, who comes from a noble family, is not familiar with this kind of routine? ?”

After saying that, she tugged on the hem of her skirt and nodded politely to Jiang Yu: "I am here to apologize for my dance partner's rude behavior."

Jiang Yu did not accept Su Shijun's apology.

She pretended not to see the translucent little man on Zheng Qing's shoulder, still holding his arm with one hand and putting her other hand on his, and continued to spin slowly on the grass.

The transitional organ solo was coming to an end, and the prelude to the third dance began to sound intermittently. The cello, clarinet, oboe and flute made the sound of spring one after another, but Zheng Qing could not feel the warmth of spring, and his whole body felt like being... A freezing feeling.

"The rhythm of this next waltz is relatively slow. If you follow my dance steps, you won't go wrong." The witch in a red dress reminded the boy in a soft voice.

Zheng Qing swallowed carefully.

There was a pinching pain in my ears.

Thumbelina on her shoulder was using both hands to tug on his earlobes, reminding her in a loud voice: "I warned you, you only have one dance!"

At this moment, Zheng Qing very much hoped that a stone would fall from the sky and knock him out.

Mr. Xu Shi heard his prayer.

A sudden voice suddenly appeared in the ears of the three wizards.

"If you all can't make up your mind, how about leaving him to me?"

Accompanied by a happy sound, a huge black-painted red-soled high-heeled shoe that looked like a small boat fell from the sky. It seemed to be heavy but was actually light, and trampled the young wizard and witch under their feet.

Zheng Qing subconsciously took a step back, and his hand had already touched the gray cloth bag at his waist. On the contrary, Jiang Yu was much calmer and could even hold down the boy's hand that was about to draw out the rune gun.

After coming back to his senses, Zheng Qing realized that the huge high-heeled shoes just seemed to be just some kind of spiritual illusion.

But not the owner of the high heels.

At this moment, the owner of the high heels was standing in front of Zheng Qing with a smile.

"Colma?"

Su Shijun's slightly surprised voice sounded in Zheng Qing's ears. At the same time as the uninvited guest appeared, the senator of the Yuexia Parliament walked out of a hazy light - as the guest of honor at the Yuexia Ball, after noticing When the aura of the strange wizard suddenly appeared, she rushed to the scene immediately.