Monster Hunting High School

"As for the escort, the mounted policemen of the Beta Town Public Security Bureau will be responsible for it."

Having said this, the wizard with the three-pronged sword raised his head, glanced at the treetops in the distance of the Silent Forest, then took out his pocket watch, checked the time, and muttered, "Why haven't they come yet... They should be here by this time?" "

"Over there!" Zheng Qing pointed in the direction opposite to the three-pronged sword wizard's line of sight, and yelled, "Is that them?"

Everyone else on the boat turned their heads and looked in the direction Zheng Qing was pointing.

I saw a few figures riding broomsticks flying quickly from the other side of the river bend, and they were constantly lowering their altitude. The undulating treetops protruding from both sides of the riverbank did not bother them at all.

Under the control of the wizards, the broom lightly passed over each obstacle, occasionally rolling up a few dead leaves remaining on the branches.

"call!"

"Hoo ho!"

In no time, the mounted policemen stopped on both sides of the ferry boat with howling wind.

There were five newcomers in total, two on each side, waiting with their brooms hanging; there was also a leading mounted policeman who parked his broom on the deck, raised his legs and jumped off the broom.

Zheng Qing noticed that these brooms were all blue and white striped.

There is a thin thread hanging from the tail of the broom, and a red jack-o-lantern like a top hangs from the end of the thread. It is spinning crazily and making a buzzing alarm, making it very noisy.

After jumping off the broom, the leading mounted policeman grabbed the red jack-o'-lantern and hung it on the hook embedded in the tail of the broom. The jack-o'-lantern finally stopped screaming, and Zheng Qing felt his ears became much clearer.

Then, the mounted police captain strode towards the old boatman.

"What happened? Do you need help, Professor?" He pulled the pointed wizard hat on his head, put his other hand on the Dharma book at his waist, and spoke in a polite tone.

Zheng Qing noticed that there was a fluorescent orange corn snake coiled on the brim of his hat, with its head drooped as if asleep. Even though the Mounted Police Captain pulled on the brim of his hat, he didn't make the little snake move even a little bit. It makes people suspect that it is not a living thing, but just a decoration.

"Don't call me professor!" Old Man Bernard Shaw sighed, pointed at the wizard with the three-pronged sword next to him with his chin, and said, "An accident... just handle it according to the procedures."

The wizard with the three-pronged sword immediately handed the notepad in his hand to the mounted police captain, and at the same time briefly described what had just happened.

Finally, he pointed at Zheng Qing and the boat at his feet, and added, "Because we still have to complete the follow-up on-site tasks, and your time is more convenient, I will leave it to you to escort the ferry to Beta Town later... Just take classmate Zheng Qing to the North District Pier to disembark, and my other colleagues will take over the follow-up work after landing. "

"Thanks for your hard work!"

While he was speaking, the Mountie Captain had already finished browsing the contents on the clipboard. Hearing this, he tugged on the broad brim of his hat, nodded kindly and agreed, "This is our duty."

The man with the three-pronged sword suddenly beamed.

But before his smile faded, the Mountie Captain spoke again.

"There is no problem in terms of time... But the broom we are using now is the 'Concord AX' series, and the minimum speed is 60 per hour. If it is slower, the broom will stall. If it is the previous 'Hummingbird-4c' or 'Dragonfly-5 series' It's easy to say, those two brooms have very good low-speed flying capabilities... Now this one..."

As he spoke, he looked around with a trace of embarrassment on his face.

His concerns were obvious to everyone.

The ferry boat is an ordinary punting boat and is not equipped with high-end alchemy power equipment. It is really difficult to rely on it to catch up with the 'Concord AX' series of broomsticks.

The old man George Bernard Shaw burst into laughter and waved his hand very domineeringly, "What a big deal... You can just fly beside you. If I can't catch up with you, I will chop up this little broken boat and use it as firewood!"

After that, he bent down and fished out a few palm-sized white buffaloes from the bamboo basket on the bow of the boat, and threw them directly into the river.

The buffalo saw the river swell and grew from the size of a palm to two meters tall in the blink of an eye. The coiled horns, strong muscles, and smooth, satin-like fur all show their extraordinaryness to onlookers.

Then, the old man Bernard Shaw stamped his foot.

Several thick cables shot out from the mezzanine below the deck, clinging to the buffalo like snakes, shuttling back and forth, and in a moment a strong cattle frame was constructed.

"If the speed is sixty per hour, the power of five oxen is enough." The old man nodded, tapped the pennies in the water, looked at the two investigators on the boat, and winked, "Let's go!"

The captain of the Mounted Police looked at the big guys with only a little back exposed in the river and the few taut cables in surprise, and praised, "Few people raise so many jade cattle now."

"Because everyone thinks it is easier to maintain alchemy equipment." The wizard with the three-pronged sword answered, turning to look at the old boatman, "Well, see you later, professor!"

As he spoke, he put away his notepad and quill, and with a soft sound, disappeared from the deck without a trace.

The Mounted Police Captain also jumped on his broom again and began to lead the inspection above the ferry boat.

The jack-o'-lantern hanging from the tail of the broom spun wildly again, making a piercing scream.

During the following voyage, the old man Bernard Shaw did not reopen the cabin blockade, and Zheng Qing could only hold on to the side of the ship, cross his legs, and sit on the deck, letting the cold wind blow him with tears streaming down his face.

But objectively speaking, the scenery on the deck is clearer and more sensory than in the cabin.

Even though it is cold winter, Zheng Qing can still feel the vitality contained in the silent forest - like a bottle of old wine in the cellar, the aroma is hidden before the bottle cap is opened - this is true when sitting in the cabin, revealing the It's hard to feel it through those glass windows.

Of course, the passengers sitting in the cabin now are deprived of even this right.

The shutters on both sides of the cabin had never been opened since before. Zheng Qing thought that it would be at the dock that old man Bernard Shaw would end his 'protection' for them.

Due to the presence of several buffaloes, the subsequent sailing speed became extremely fast.

The waterway that originally took most of a day to complete was completed in less than half an hour under the guidance of the buffalo. When the ferry docked at the pier in the north area of ​​Beta Town, the sun had not even reached its highest point.

This made Zheng Qing very jealous.

"Are you selling the buffalo?" When he saw old man Bernard Shaw putting the white buffalo back into the bamboo basket, he couldn't help but ask, "Where did you buy it? How much does it cost for one?"

The old boatman glanced at him with drooped eyelids.

"This is a working cow provided by the school working committee. It is not for sale." The old man added gruffly, "If you really want to buy it, you can go to Green Grocery Store and ask. They sell everything there."

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