Monster Hunting High School

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, which is the second day after the Great Cold, the Forgiveness Hunting Team received a reply letter from the school hunting committee regarding the alliance's assigned tasks.

Then Zheng Qing learned that before the hunting team could carry out their mission, they still needed to go through a three-pronged sword review.

Formal hunting teams organized by current students to participate in tasks designated by the alliance will be reviewed by the professors' joint meeting, the school working committee, and the hunting committee. Therefore, Zheng Qing felt that Trident Sword's review was just a waste of time.

But just like sometimes you actually take off your pants and fart when no one is around, there are a lot of things in this world that seem silly and make sense if you think about it.

In short, after receiving the reply letter, Zheng Qing had no time to complain and immediately summoned the people who had already been prepared by You Zui - Xiao Xiao, Xin, Dylan, Lan Que - plus him, a group of five people passed the school and met Sancha The big clock between swords hurried to the Three-Chased Sword headquarters, hoping to return to school safely before the cafeteria closes at noon.

Good luck.

Because they arrived earlier, they didn't have to wait in line for too long, so it was Yu Zui's turn to collect their 'keys'. Sitting behind the zigzag counter was a fat and white receptionist, who looked like a glutinous rice ball in the freezer. His voice was mechanical and his breath was cold. He didn't look like a living person at all.

Until that little incident happened.

In Zheng Qing's eyes, the 'Nuomi Tuan' suddenly became more energetic.

While the receptionist was checking the information about the Exoneration Hunting Team, Zheng Qing took a moment to look at the furnishings on the table - several stacks of folders of varying thicknesses were stacked randomly on the edge of the table, and the wooden box in the middle was filled with brass keys. , in Zheng Qing’s eyes, those keys were exactly the same.

There is a broken magic looking glass in the corner of the table. Zheng Qing also received a similar gift at Christmas, but he secretly broke it. He felt that this should be the most successful and most failed alchemical product in the wizarding world. It The greatest effect is to tear apart the false illusion woven by language and laws, and tell everyone with cold reality that everyone lives in a society full of malice towards themselves.

Paper cranes of different colors kept shuttling in the air. Zheng Qing could easily guess that those red paper cranes were urgent letters, because they had a small cluster of flames behind their tails when they flew, and they seemed to be unpacked a little slowly. At the slightest trace, the paper cranes will turn into a ball of ashes, while those white paper cranes flap their wings slowly, like big fat geese taking a walk after eating.

A small purple hourglass had no playmate and was flipping somersaults between the documents and the inkstone. Just as Zheng Qing's eyes were chasing the hourglass, a chubby tabby cat poked out from the drawer beside the receptionist. He raised his head and gave a friendly 'meow' to the young public-sponsored student.

"Alice actually said hello to you!"

The equally chubby receptionist had finished stamping the seal. When she saw this scene, she exclaimed in a fuss: "She is usually very shy and never talks to strangers... It's really surprising."

The tabby cat was startled by her voice, and retracted back into the drawer with a swish.

"Here is your key. Take it, choose an unoccupied archway, and just open it and go in." The receptionist warned, while winking briskly at Lan Que, the most handsome student in the group.

Zheng Qing suppressed a smile, took the key, and walked away without even daring to look at Lan Que's expression.

However, before entering the door, he turned sideways and glanced at the swordsman classmate. Seeing his stern face, he couldn't express the mischievous smile that was already on his lips.

"Check your respective badges and appearance," the apologetic diviner suddenly said, reminding: "Hang the Dharma book on your belt, tighten the buckle, don't show timidity in front of the examiner... Fatty, on your collar Got a little cake crumbs on it!”

The slightly divergent thoughts of the young public-funded student suddenly converged.

The group of people filed in under the scrutiny of the door gods. When they crossed the threshold, Zheng Qing felt as if he had passed through a thin layer of soap bubbles, and even heard a faint sound of 'pop' in his ears.

This should be part of the protective barrier within the three-pronged sword, he secretly speculated.

Behind the door is a spacious corridor. The ground is covered with a thick indigo blanket, which makes no sound when stepped on. The walls on both sides are covered with portraits of strange wizards. Many of them are wearing masks. Only Eyes, each pair is drawn vividly.

The Exoneration Hunting Team passed through this corridor quietly and silently under the oppressive gazes of the portraits.

At the end of the corridor is a blue-grey double door.

There is no doorkeeper on the door. There is a small sign hanging on the door that says 'Trident Sword Review Office'. The blank space on the side of the door seems to be an information column. There are many old and new notices stacked inside. The top piece of parchment seems to be It was just posted recently, with a scrawled quill pen on the paper simply writing: 'Notice: The review of the designated tasks of the registered hunting team alliance in 2010 has begun. The deadline is March 31st. Please inform each other of the registered hunting teams. If you have any questions, Please contact the Trident Sword Review Office, thank you for your cooperation! ’

Hooray!

The office door suddenly opened, immediately attracting the attention of the young hunters.

"Please come in."

A slightly tired voice came from the room, followed by a burst of curses: "...Get out of here and don't disturb my work here. Do you think everyone is as free as your archives management office?"

"Let me take a breather and drink some tea!" Another lazy voice replied: "Relaxation? Do you know how many offices I went to in order to deliver these files in the morning..."

Zheng Qing poked his head and looked inside. There were not many decorations in the large office. There were tall bookcases on the left and right, which were filled with dense materials and documents. A huge curved desk took up half of the room. There are no coffee tables or sofas in the area. There are only a few high chairs randomly placed in front of the desk. One of the chairs has been occupied by a tall and thin wizard in black robes. He is holding a cup of hot beer in his hand. drinks.

"Don't worry about me, you can treat me like air."

Noticing Zheng Qing's gaze, the tall and lanky wizard raised the cup in his hand enthusiastically: "...Are you a registered hunting team here to perform tasks designated by the alliance? Are you going to undergo a qualification review?...Well, look at how you are dressed. , must be the rookie hunting team that just passed last year! ...Ha, don't look at me with that admiring look, I just stayed in Sancha Sword for a little longer and have more experience... Except for the newcomers, there is no one else. The hunting team will wear clean and straight robes when performing tasks, and hang the book of law on their belts... as if every dark wizard should be the first to kill you when they go out."