Monster Hunting High School

The memo was short.

Su Shijun didn't read for long.

But in just ten seconds, Zheng Qing felt like he was walking on the road smoothly, suddenly stepped on the air and fell straight off the cliff, with a strong feeling of weightlessness. It was also like plunging into the bottomless deep sea, cold and cold. The feeling of darkness rushed towards him, overwhelming him instantly.

The young public-funded student's expression was stiff, and he was digging his toes into his shoes in embarrassment. For the first time in his life, he desperately hoped that he could master some kind of advanced magic that could make him disappear into the air instantly.

A few minutes ago, he and Su Shijun were chatting about 'children', 'father', 'male master' and other exciting topics. A few minutes later, she caught a green paper crane.

This gave the young public-sponsored student an inexplicable and absurd delusion of being caught in bed.

"very good."

The owner of Qingqiu Mansion unexpectedly praised the boy once, with an unfathomable expression: "In the Moon Council, showing emotions means weakness. People prefer wizards who remain calm enough no matter where they are. That will make them feel at ease." , your expression is very good now, worthy of praise."

Zheng Qing wanted to put on a smile, but he suspected that the cells on his face had been frightened and lost the ability to regulate facial muscles.

"But," the witch's eyes returned to the piece of paper, and she repeated a certain key word with a very doubtful tone: "...Send flowers?"

The wizard finally felt that some of the cells in his tongue and mouth had regained a little vitality: "Ah...ha, haha...there have been a lot of things recently...I almost forgot."

"You gave flowers to other girls? On Valentine's Day? And took a memo?"

"Friend, very good friend... Xiao Xiao told me that adults should have such politeness." Zheng Qing did not hesitate to throw another big pot at the doctor, and at the same time tried to change the subject: "I'm not even sure. Use magic to conjure a bouquet of flowers, or buy a bouquet of flowers... Is there a place that sells flowers in Beta Town?”

"You can pick a bunch randomly in the yard. The small garden of Qingqiu Mansion is the best in the entire Beta Town." The witch suggested calmly: "But don't pick off Su Ya's seven-color flowers...otherwise she will curse your."

Zheng Qing suspected that there was someone else who wanted to curse him.

"May I?"

There was a hint of false surprise on the wizard's face, and his voice was distorted to the point where he was embarrassed to hear it: "What flowers do you think I should pick?"

"You want me to help you choose flowers for other witches?" The last trace of smile on the manor's face disappeared, and he stared at the wizard expressionlessly, as if thinking whether his brain was sucked out by monsters during the winter vacation hunting mission. "Now I really believe you ate the crows' beans."

For a second, Zheng Qing felt a slight surprise deep in his heart. He felt that he had finally found someone who could really take the blame. But immediately, he realized that he had not eaten the paper crane when it was born. The copper beans, the target of blame, are like soap bubbles in the sun, bursting into pieces.

At the same time, the witch's previous question made him feel very familiar.

This damn strong sense of déjà vu.

Just for a moment, he suddenly remembered the scene where he had asked a certain witch to pick a dress for another witch a long time ago. But compared with that time, the situation now was completely different.

"Oh, no, there isn't."

The wizard realized belatedly and finally realized what stupid thing he had done, and immediately made up for it: "I mean, I won't bother you with this matter, I can handle it myself... Huh..."

The young wizard let out a heavy breath and gave up the struggle.

Since ancient times, routines have been unreliable, only sincerity can win people's hearts.

It is very unwise for an ordinary little wizard to be secretive and hesitant in front of a great wizard. The so-called 'eyes like a torch' is more than just an adjective for the great wizard. Zheng Qing didn't think Su Shijun could guess the truth of the matter with his intelligence and keenness.

If you be honest, you might be able to keep a whole body.

The wizard was thinking sadly, and quietly glanced at the witch behind the desk - at this moment, she was holding a porcelain cup in her hand, lowering her head and sipping the warm milk inside. The pale green letter paper was lying on the large desk. On the paper, the folds on the letter paper are twisting hard, as if they want to change back to the shape of the paper crane.

He swallowed and said quietly but seriously: "I mean, I wish I could say that she and I are just ordinary friends, or that I'm not as bad as you think... but that would make me It's more hypocritical. You're fine, really. I totally understand if you want to beat me up."

Su Shijun put down the porcelain cup and looked at the boy with intriguing eyes.

"I never thought that I would get a 'good guy card' in my lifetime," she said in a dull tone, reaching out to pick up the green letter paper on the table and flicking it: "...even if I say this kind of thing, , probably no one would believe it.”

Zheng Qing's eyes twitched slightly, remembering the night when he was beaten.

Suddenly I felt that I was guilty of a great sin.

However, the witch's next words made him raise his head in shock.

"As for beating you up, that's not enough." Su Shijun lowered his eyelids and wrote lightly: "First of all, you are a little kid, and you can't do anything to ruin the Qingqiu family; and secondly, domestic violence is I violate the "Wizard Code". I am the Grand Wizard of the Alliance and a member of the Parliament under the Moon. I should set an example... You don't want Dongdong to lose his father at a young age... Well, if I beat you, you Can you not send flowers?"

cannot.

Zheng Qing looked back without confidence, but did not dare to say these two words.

He didn't know whether the sudden surge of courage at this moment was because the witch had just used a bad word like 'little chick', or because she mentioned the words Poseidon and 'domestic violence'. The conversation and atmosphere in the room were particularly strange.

Tuk Tuk.

Several gentle knocks sounded outside the door, interrupting the strange atmosphere.

Zheng Qing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had risen from a deep sea dive. Su Shijun knocked on the table, and the study door opened silently. The head maid of Qingqiu Mansion stood outside the door, saluted the two people in the room, and then walked in quietly.

"Three commissioners from the Umbrella Investigation Bureau came outside the door, claiming that there are some topics related to the security of the alliance that need to be communicated with Master Zheng Qing." The head maid reported in a concise and comprehensive manner.

Zheng Qing suddenly realized that the Wu League Investigation Bureau was the official name of the Three-pronged Sword. He hadn't heard it for a long time, so he didn't think of the term at the first time.

But why is the Three-pronged Sword looking for me?

"Three-pronged sword?" Su Shijun asked him the doubts in her heart. She tortured the piece of letter paper in her hand and frowned slightly: "Why are these guys here so early in the morning...Did they say anything specific?"

Although they are both within the alliance, the relationship between the Trident Sword and the Moonlight Council has always been relatively subtle, and the two sides rarely have private exchanges on weekdays.

"'No comment, miss,' was their answer." The head maid conveyed the meaning of the black robes outside the door very completely and seriously.

Su Shijun wrapped the letter paper folded into thin strips around her finger - it looked like she wasn't going to give it back to the wizard, and of course, Zheng Qing didn't have the guts to ask for it back - she turned to look at the wizard, her tone a little more serious. Joking: "You can let the three-pronged sword block the door of Qingqiu Mansion... What else did you do during the winter vacation besides killing a great wizard?"