Monster Hunting High School

"Good afternoon, everyone, the plane has arrived at its destination, First University."

"The plane has stopped. Please pack your belongings and hold your pet tightly. Please pay attention to safety when picking up items from the luggage compartment. If you have checked luggage, please go to the First University School Working Committee's special plane to claim your luggage. Collect your package at "

"The temperature outside the cabin: minus ten degrees Celsius to above zero degrees Celsius. The high winds are around level 18, and the low winds are level two to level three. Please pay attention to relevant protection."

"The cabin door has been opened. For the safety of you and others, please exit the cabin in order."

“Thank you for choosing Um Meng Yuetxia Airlines to fly.”

"See you on your next trip."

Elegant sounds are played repeatedly in the cabin along with soothing music.

Zheng Qing opened his eyes drowsily and felt his nose was a little itchy.

"Sneeze!" He sneezed heavily.

Li Meng's clear laughter came to my ears.

Poseidon squatted on Zheng Qing's chest as if he was taking credit, wagging his tail at the little girl.

"You are a fox, not a dog." Zheng Qing rubbed the little guy's head and muttered. Then he frowned, always feeling that the word dog had a strong sense of déjà vu.

"You finally woke up. We were hesitating whether to hand you over to the teacher." Li Meng put her face in front of Zheng Qing, and the fragrance of a little girl came to her face: "Is your head okay?"

"Very good, very good." Zheng Qing tilted his head in embarrassment.

There were two people in the opposite aisle. The young monk Shi Yuan was sorting out his scriptures; the beautiful girl with burgundy waves was pulling out her red plain robe from the bag.

Looking up, the cabin was full of freshmen who were putting on robes over their coats.

"Quickly change your clothes and change into a long robe." Xiao Xiao poked his head over, took a look at his face, and nodded with satisfaction: "You look good, so hurry up, the school gate won't be too open. Long."

The little fox stepped on Zheng Qing's belly and shouted loudly in his ear.

Zheng Qing lowered his head and saw a pair of big black pearl-like eyes on the little guy's back.

It was the injured green elf.

"Why is she still with Poseidon!" Zheng Qing said in surprise.

"Where do you want her to go?" Xiao Xiao sighed: "That flight attendant is her master, you know."

As he spoke, he lowered his voice and looked around.

Zheng Qing knew what Xiao Xiao meant.

The vicious murder on the special plane is still a secret. In order to keep the journey safe, the staff on the plane repeatedly told them, the freshmen, to keep silent about the matter.

This kind of thing is easy to understand.

"So, she is homeless now?" Zheng Qing felt a little unbelievable: "Aren't they employees on the plane? The airline should be responsible for this!"

Xiao Xiao let out a short, sharp laugh.

"In the wizarding world, elves are not citizens with the ability to act." Li Meng explained very seriously from the side: "They are owned by wizards personally."

"Personally owned by the wizard?"

"To be precise, they are not the personal property of wizards. Because in modern times, this kind of expression will trigger protests from some sympathetic wizards - using this kind of expression for thinking creatures can easily remind people of slavery." Xiao Xiao While putting on his red robe, he replied: "So in the modern wizarding code, these elves are recognized as 'valid individuals who form an independent contract with the wizard'."

"Although it sounds awkward, you are saying that these elves only have a contractual relationship with the flight attendant. The airline does not need to be responsible for them, that's what you mean." Zheng Qing's heart was heavy, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Li Meng nodded quickly next to him and looked at Xiao Xiao with admiration.

"You mentioned to me before that elves are social creatures." After a moment of silence, Zheng Qing slowly spoke: "Where are her little friends?"

He still remembered that when Xiao Xiao introduced the elves to him before, he mentioned that these little beings lived in groups, and their lives were closely linked to the wizards who cultivated them. Each wizard has his own unique elf-nurturing potion, and these elves will live on those potions from the moment the seeds sprout until they disappear from this world.

And now, the elf's master, the flight attendant, died in the hands of the demon.

What would happen to these little guys without the potion?

Zheng Qing suddenly felt a little panicked in his heart.

On Poseidon's back, the little elf screamed, his voice weak and trembling. The pair of transparent wings on her back had been carefully smoothed and applied with ointment, and they hung awkwardly on both sides of her body.

She pulled the long hair on Poseidon's neck and hid her body tightly in the white hair.

The little fox wrinkled his nose and twitched his ears carefully.

"Still in that lounge." Li Meng whispered from the side: "With that flight attendant."

Zheng Qing glanced at Xiao Xiao.

"Not a good idea." Xiao Xiao seemed to know what he was thinking, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "You can't save them. Not even the airline can save them. Without the potion, they only have less than a month to live. ”

"Is there really nothing we can do?" Zheng Qing muttered.

"Yes." Xiao Xiao raised his head, with a cruel smile on his lips: "The Philosopher's Stone, the Fountain of Youth, the Flat Peach, the Yellow Plum, and the Nine Turns Golden Pill. These will all do."

Li Meng lifted up his leather shoes and kicked him hard several times.

Xiao Xiao looked at Zheng Qing expressionlessly, not even patting the small footprints on the brand new red robe.

Zheng Qing's heart sank little by little.

Although he knew very little about the wizarding world, he also knew what the terms Xiao Xiao mentioned were like.

Even if the wizard obtained those legendary treasures of heaven and earth, he would probably cherish them so much that he would not bear to use them. Not to mention being used on these elves who don’t even have full rights in the wizarding code!

Zheng Qing didn't speak anymore, just turned around and squeezed through the crowd, rushing to the lounge.

There was no one in the restaurant.

A group of new elves are diligently tidying up the tables, chairs and tableware.

The green light around them is still so gentle and soft, and the singing voice is still melodious.

The door to the lounge was ajar and unguarded.

Zheng Qing plucked up the courage and opened the door.

In the corner, the green light around the group of elves was dim, still surrounding the body of the flight attendant.

They were repeatedly collecting the cold and black blood flowing on the ground and feeding it into the mouth of the flight attendant.

Their originally clean and translucent wings were stained with thick blood stains, and their thin tentacles were also solidified with blood scabs on their foreheads.

A few brave elves even used their bodies to block the big hole in the flight attendant's chest, and while trying to massage the cold heart of the female corpse, they loudly greeted their companions.

They were trying to save a life that was long gone.

The female corpse leaning against the wall did not move at all.

She raised her head, her lips were slightly open, and there were a few turbid tears hanging from the corners of her closed eyes.

Zheng Qing's nose was a little sore and his eyelids were a little hot.

"She's dead." He stood at the door, sniffing and trying to speak in a normal tone.

The elves all raised their heads and looked at him blankly.

The look in his eyes as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

Zheng Qing couldn't hold it back any longer and burst into tears.

"Follow me!" he shouted. He has never felt that his choice was so right: "I will find a way to let you live!"

Not a single elf moved.

They just turned around and looked at the flight attendant sitting in the corner quietly and blankly.

"I believe you are wise."

"Just like I believe I can save a group of innocent lives!"

"If you want to live, then come with me."

"Let's try to survive together!"

"If you refuse to leave, I will knock you out, stuff you into a sack and take you away!"

Zheng Qing roared, his whole body trembling.

The sound of tableware falling to the ground came from the restaurant.

Zheng Qing did not look back.

He wiped his face and raised his arms.

The elves hesitated and landed on his arms one after another.

Zheng Qing turned around.

Several friends whom I had just met were standing there.

Li Meng's eyes were red, but there was a bright smile on her face.

Xiao Xiao silently recorded something in his notebook.

Lan Que held his sword and looked at the elves seriously.

Little monk Shi Yuan smiled, clasped his hands together, and preached softly:

"Namo Amitabha! Good! Good!!"

"We are looking for you. We are about to get off the plane. Change your clothes quickly." Li Meng sniffed and shouted loudly.

Zheng Qing looked back at the female corpse in the corner. The tear in the corner of her eye just slipped across her cheek and fell to the ground.

In the restaurant, the new elves lined up neatly and landed on Zheng Qing's forehead one by one, touching him gently with their tentacles.

At the entrance of the restaurant, several flight attendants covered their mouths and gestured thumbs up at him with red eyes.

The young captain of the guard team, with gray hair, patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder and handed him a piece of parchment:

"Sign it."