Monster Hunting High School

A sugar beetle shook its tentacles and quickly crawled outside along the cracks in the floor tiles laid by Nougat. Although the candy house is still filled with the same sweet smell as before, this little bug is still sensitive to the disharmony hidden under the sweetness, and can't help but run away in a hurry.

Very smart and decisive, the young vampire secretly came to a conclusion.

Matthew stood behind his cousin, lowered his eyelids, and stared closely at the shiny little bug the size of a button, watching it crawl through the cracks of the nougat bricks, go around the mint flower pot, cross the chocolate threshold, and finally Disappearing into a pile of creamy foam, a feeling of contentment and sadness arises in my heart.

It's just that he can't express this feeling that has nothing to do with reality. Instead, he should maintain a stiff smile on his face and let others realize his focused expression - this is not simple, but for Matthew, who has received an elite education from the Cullen family, multitasking is really a waste. A basic skill.

Even though he was a little distracted, the young vampire still didn't miss every word of the conversation between his cousin and Mr. Serprano.

"...We just bought this mansion this morning, and before we had time to rest, you came without warning. It can be seen that you care about Cheung Kei Association much more than 3A. No wonder the 3A hunting team The ranking has dropped a lot this year.”

Seprano sat behind the light yellow soda cracker table. Although there was a strong sarcasm in his tone, his expression remained gloomy without any change: "Of course, what I am more curious about is that there are not twenty or thirty people around. Follower, who gave you the courage to come to my place... and bring a little vampire with you."

When he said the last words, Soprano looked at Matthew Cullen with deep eyes. The young vampire who was originally angry because of his offensive words suddenly became excited under this look. He immediately remembered his cousin's previous teachings. In the end, he did not do anything rude, but subconsciously exposed his pointed little fangs. a little.

"It seems that the prices offered by the fishmen in Linzhong Lake this year are good, and you have made a lot of gold." Sir Friedman finally spoke, laughing in a low voice, and said slowly: "Otherwise, your You can’t be so confident... and rent such a big mansion.”

As he spoke, Jazz raised his head, wrinkled his nose, sniffed, and then immediately took out a white silk handkerchief from his arms, covered it to his mouth, and added in a low voice: "No wonder, I felt like this candy store has been there since I first entered. The smell of the house is a little weird... You are the only one in Alpha Castle who is willing to ask for those fish-men's stinky copper coins."

Soprano's expression grew darker.

Matthew glanced at his cousin uneasily, and then glanced at the Cheung Kei Association officials standing around in the shadows. He quietly moved his fingers and slid them to the side pockets of his robe.

Through the thin satin, the hard feeling coming from the corners of the Dharma book in his pocket immediately made him feel at ease.

However, the two talking bosses seemed to be very adaptable to the atmosphere of ridicule. The fat wizard sitting behind the table didn't seem to have the urge to throw a cup to show off - Serprano even had the time to change his sitting position.

Sir Friedman turned sideways and revealed Matthew next to him.

"Let me introduce you," Sir tilted his head politely and said to Serprano: "This is my cousin, Matthew Cullen. Today I will take him to get familiar with this castle... By the way , he is the son of Count Angele Cullen and Countess Lindsay O'Brien Cullen, and he is not a young vampire."

"Isn't he a freshman?" Soprano snorted.

"There is a difference between the first grade and the first grade." Sir Friedman raised a finger and shook it slightly: "Matthew's class is Astronomy Class 08-1, the same one where Lao Yao is the counselor. Class...you know, it’s not easy to get into Lao Yao’s class. Fortunately, I still have some dignity at home, so I didn’t waste much effort.”

Hearing this, a subtle expression suddenly appeared on Soprano's face - this was the first time Matthew saw the fat wizard's expression change, but for him, this didn't seem to be a good thing.

"That's right." Seprano twisted his lips and forced out a weird smile: "The first grade is different from the first grade... If I remember correctly, there was a male student in Lao Yao's class who was paid by the government. Won the best hunter in this year's freshman competition? If you look at it this way, the class led by Dean Yao is indeed extraordinary."

Matthew took a small breath.

After enrolling for more than two months, because he often stayed in Sir Friedman's lounge, he gradually became aware of the discord between Zheng Qing and his cousin - although the turmoil has gradually subsided, and Arthur Ness has also been affected. The Jazz received the due punishment, but the final result of the matter still made the Jazz unhappy, so much so that few people in the lounge would mention someone's name.

"...A few days ago, there were many strange rumors in the school, such as me scaring a certain public-funded student with a nightmare curse, and someone letting a wild monster out in the middle of the night, etc. At this point, the fat wizard lowered his voice slightly: "Of course, we know that these are all rumors... very, very childish rumors."

"Maybe you should have a good chat with that young man named Zheng Qing, so that these nonsense comments won't have room to continue to ferment."

Hearing these words that were half warning and half persuasion, Friedman immediately thought of Sima Yi's failed plan and the kappa monster that was cut into pieces by the lake, and his mood became even worse.

He stared at the fat wizard expressionlessly for a few seconds, wondering in his heart how much the fat man opposite him knew.

After a pause, he turned back, pointed at the fat wizard behind the table, and said to Matthew:

"You should have guessed that this is Soprano... I'm sorry, it's Mr. Mike King Soprano. The newly elected vice president of the Alpha Student Union, the president of the Cheung Kei Association, and an important figure of His Excellency Augustus One of his partners, his Xiangqi hunting team ranked seventeenth in the entire first university, only one or two places lower than our 3A hunting team. Of course, maybe you have heard of his incompetent younger brother, who is in Daming. The pig demon that was suppressed..."

"Eleventh," the fat wizard sitting behind the table suddenly leaned up and smiled maliciously at the two guests. The fat on his cheeks shook with excitement. He bit the words and added in a clear voice. : "Cheung Kei Hunting Team is now ranked 11th."

"Perhaps you are only taking your cousin to visit Alpha Castle today, so the news is inevitably lagging behind - of course, we all know that your news has never been very accurate - in the latest issue of "Glorious" On "The Road to the Hunting Team", the Cheung Kei Hunting Team's ranking has exceeded 3A, ranking 11th among the official hunting teams of First University."

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