Monster Hunting High School

Kolma opened her eyes drowsily.

Several fireflies flapped their wings and flew slowly past her eyes, finally landing on the shelf of the wine cabinet. They used their mouthparts to explore a small pool of remaining blue liquid on the edge of the shelf. Soon, their plump bellies slowly It swelled up and bloomed into clusters of faint blue light.

Sakura Tavern.

This name flashed through the witch's mind, and her heavy thoughts were dragged out of the bottomless sea little by little, and started to light up one node after another.

who I am?

What am I doing?

Why am I here?

Questions and answers that sounded simple but very complicated emerged one after another, constantly enriching her consciousness, like snowballs rolling down from the top of the snow mountain, getting faster and bigger.

I am Korma, the Grand Wizard of the North District and the Vice President of Fringe College.

This is my home.

I was...attacked in my own home.

She raised her arms and looked at her pale to slightly transparent skin, feeling that she could even directly see the slightly trembling blood vessels and pink muscles under the skin.

call!

The long and cold breath was slowly expelled from her lungs, and she remembered-she received another vice president of Fringe College at the Sakura Tavern and poured him a glass of wine, but the other party attacked her. Both were great wizards, and he advanced earlier, so he originally had some advantages. But the other party took out a legendary level spell.

This is not fair!

A fierce burning flame began to appear in the heart of the witch, burning her pale skin with a blush, and the magic power on her body began to bubble and bubble like boiling water, making the whole tavern buzz. The wine bottles on the shelf collided with each other, making a crisp sound. The lampworm that had not finished sucking the light blue wine shook its wings uneasily, wanting to avoid it, but was reluctant to part with the delicious food in front of him.

"woke up?"

A familiar high-pitched voice came to her ears, like a scoop of cold water, which instantly suppressed her boiling magic power: "——I just woke up, don't be too excited, it's not good for your body."

Colma slowly turned her head.

I saw a chubby little figure sitting at the bar.

It's the Rat Immortal.

Compared with when he first saw him, the Rat Immortal in front of him seemed to have become smaller. But there is no change in appearance. With a chubby rat face, a triple chin, and a bulging belly, the waistcoat on the black robe was tightened, and the slender tail was entangled at his feet, like a long sleeping snake.

In front of it was a row of large and small glass vessels filled with liquids of different colors. Just one look at one of the bottles of light green solution made Kolma's mouth water and she felt that the magic power in her body was a little more active.

"That's a life potion, given by the school."

As if aware of her gaze, the Rat Immortal explained in a brisk tone: "It can help the great wizard quickly recover from physical injuries without any sequelae... It is a very, very expensive magic potion. But don't worry, you are the first As an associate dean of a university, these bills will be paid by the university.”

This explanation did not make the witch feel better.

"Where is Monteria?" Perhaps her voice was hoarse because she hadn't spoken for a long time, and the mention of the name made her suppressed anger rise again.

The Rat Immortal was silent for a few seconds.

"Dead."

It finally spit out these two words, paused, and shook its head: "No, to be precise, it is better to die. It robbed your 'Origin', and led the existence of Xingkong to the school, and it caused too much damage. The rules...so the principal practiced them."

This slightly plain but extremely scary answer once again suppressed the witch's anger.

call!

She let out a long breath.

As a great wizard, although her grasp of the truth is not as accurate as that of legends, she is still able to 'make connections by analogy'. Just listening to the two sentences of the Mouse Immortal is enough for her to deduce too many facts.

But these facts brought her more confusion.

"Principal? The principal has returned to school?"

This was the first thought that came to the witch's mind, followed by other questions: "——What does it mean that it was 'refined' by the principal? Who did it attract? Why? Just because' Yuanshi'? Why does it want to steal my Yuanshi?"

"Come one by one, don't be in a hurry, there's still a long time tonight."

The Rat Immortal picked up the cup containing the potion of life, poured a small cup of green liquid for the witch, pushed it in front of her, and comforted her: "I can tell you slowly..."

The witch couldn't help but grab the cup and poured it into her mouth eagerly.

The Rat Immortal looked at this scene with a smile.

"Montelia is the leader of the crows." He calmly filled in some of the experiences Kolma had missed during this period: "Of course, I believe you have already made some guesses about this."

The witch stared silently at the light green remaining at the bottom of the cup without speaking.

She did guess something.

But because of her own weakness, fear of cause and effect, and the difficult situation in the North District and fringe schools, she kept silent about it. This is not difficult to understand. Why should she do anything when there are so many wizards in the school who are much more powerful than her and do nothing?

The Mouse Fairy did not delve into this point, but changed the topic and continued: "——During the winter vacation last semester, the school and the Trident Sword surrounded and killed the dark wizard Whateley in the Silent Forest. You should also have an impression. Whateley failed in the end. Part of the reason was due to the hunting in the school, but mostly it was due to the natural collapse of its body. Monteria also took the risk of experimenting with the transformation technology that was not yet fully mature. The transplanted demon flesh was out of control, so it had to find a new one. body..."

"Yuanshi." Korma replied softly.

"It's 'Yuanshi'."

The Mouse Immortal sighed softly, nodded, and then shook his head: "Shi Ye Ming Ye. Probably because he successfully stole your Yuanshi, his self-confidence was a little inflated, and he wanted to solve the school's possible pursuit of it once and for all. Kill, so it attracted the star again A certain great existence in the depths of space... Don't ask me who I am, you just need to be one of the most powerful ones... In short, the impact of this incident was too bad, so the principal took action, in full view of everyone Then, he turned it into a war puppet."

"In full view?"

"Half of the legends in the alliance witnessed this scene. It must be admitted that this incident has a great shock to the entire wizarding world..."

"Then the principal..."

"The principal didn't come back. Well, to be precise, the principal only came back temporarily, dealt with this little trouble, and then left again. Exactly where the old man went and whether he will come back... No one dares to say, no one can Don't know. If anyone knows..."