Hunting College

The so-called Kuroshio is the end of winter and early spring when the conditions are bad. The magic creatures in the Silent Forest lose their minds due to hunger, and then attack Beta Town, seeking food and other natural phenomena, because the magic creatures are overwhelmed and surging. The tide is called the Kuroshio by the wizards.

Of course, there is another explanation. Every time the Kuroshio surges, it will alarm those ‘wild hunters’ who are lost in the depths of the Silent Forest. It was a group of wizards who were obsessed with hunting monsters and lost in the darkness, walking with the fog, and companioning with death, chasing the prey they could never chase, and gushing out of the forest like a tide of darkness.

According to general experience, the Kuroshio often erupts in February and March every year, and it will not exceed April.

It is now early June, and this year's Kuroshio has already erupted. In theory, there will be no new Kuroshio.

But after Colmar heard the report from his subordinates, there was no doubt.

Because the entire Phuket island, or the entire wizarding world, the group most sensitive to the Kuroshio is the jugglers who have lived in the northern district of Beta Town for generations.

The great figures of the Wizarding League investigate the Kuroshio, either through alchemy instruments fixed on trees or rocks; or through divination magic such as crystal **** and tarot cards; or through the parties’ dictation and extracting the memories of the undead. They rarely confront the dirty and dangerous creatures.

As for the jugglers in the North District, all their understanding of the Kuroshio is based on life.

Many magicians need to go deep into the silent forest and risk their lives to gather herbs and magic materials in exchange for a meager income and make a living. Because of their weak magical abilities and huge risks, every step they took in the Silent Forest was explored by their predecessors with their lives.

They are like dragonflies before the rainstorm. They are unusually sensitive to climate change. After catching the wrong prey in the wrong place, they know that the storm is about to come. From this point of view, their ability is no better than those A fortune-teller with a high level of cultivation.

It's just that every time the fortune-telling master fiddles with the thin thread that hangs the sword of Damocles, he will not waste his energy on such trivial matters.

"How long will it take?" Kolma cast his gaze to the bottom of the river again, looking at the group of surging'tadpoles'. She was asking how long the new Kuroshio will erupt.

"It can happen at any time." The subordinate replied respectfully. The fault is not completely confirmed, and they can't believe that there will be two black tides in a year, and naturally they don't dare to report to the Great Sage.

"What about the scale?"

"It's huge... unprecedented."

"Be specific."

"In addition to Beta Town, the First University may also be within the scope of this Kuroshio."

"Is there no response from the school?"

"……No."

"No response is the biggest response." Colmar thoughtfully.

She originally thought it was the wizard of the North District who was sensitive to danger and discovered the surging of the Kuroshio, but now it seemed that the situation was obviously much worse than she had expected.

Under normal circumstances, such a big change in the Silent Forest will surely alarm the school's monitoring circle. According to common sense, no matter how the school plans to deal with this inexplicable ‘black tide’, it will send a considerable number of hunting teams to explore the silent forest, rather than being silent and indifferent as it is now.

No, not indifferent.

Kolmar thinks that the school’s response to the word'being ready' seems more appropriate.

"The biggest reaction?" The subordinate obviously did not understand the meaning of Colmar's words, and was stunned for a moment: "It means that the school already knows that the Kuroshio is coming? Then do we still need to warn the school? What about the subsequent defense work? ?"

"Everything is business as usual. If the warning is for warning, the defense is ready, then prepare for defense." The witch pulled the cloak on her body, glanced across the water, and looked at the depths of the silent forest:

"We cannot pin our hopes on others."

"The people in the North District always believe too much in the power of magic, the students always believe too much in the power of the school, and the old wizards in the North District and the students are too superstitious about the power of fate... Hope is placed on others, and what remains on oneself is despair."

"The North District has had enough despair."

"Since the school intends to hide in the tortoise shell, let the entire Phuket island look at the power of the wizards in the north, and see how much the wildfire named Hope can disperse the fog and light up the darkness!"

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The rats sneaked along the deep and silent river for a long time, and finally landed in a secluded bay.

The ‘soap bubbles’ that sheltered from the water burst out of the water, making a faint ‘crack’ sound. Thousands of soap bubbles shattered together, just like the sound of wood shattering in a fire.

The mice were divided into different queues according to the color of their vests, and they lined up neatly into a small open space deep in the bay.

In the middle of the clearing, there stands a small arch~www.readwn.com~ The arch is high and low, with Roman columns on the left and right. The vault is entangled with olive branches and laurels. A group of naked, chubby elves have strange faces on their faces. The smile is hidden among the lush foliage.

Red, yellow, and cyan, the three teams seem to be three thin threads twisted together, one end is submerged in the short arch, and the other end is still immersed in the gurgling silent river.

The Rat Fairy sat on his wooden wing, watching all this silently.

Beside it, squatting a wizard in a black robe with a hood on his head, only a small piece of pale smooth chin exposed.

"Are you sure they are reliable?" The wizard looked at the mice in the vests, his tone filled with suspicion: "I don't believe you, I just think it's ridiculous."

"Absurd?" The wrinkles on the mouse fairy's face became a bit deeper: "Wizards use elves as test assistants, you don't think it is absurd; alchemists use corpses to refine living things, don't you think it is absurd... A little mouse helped you to draw the rune fronts. You think it is absurd? As for reliability, if they are not reliable, then there is nothing in this world that I can believe."

"It's not about portraying runes, just hitting hands!" The black-robed wizard reminded him, and then complained: "If it wasn't for your sudden request to speed up the progress, I could have done better by myself."

"Time is not waiting for me. No one knows that the fruit will be ripe suddenly." The Rat Fairy's tone was also full of helplessness: "Wandering, that guy is also busy now."

"This is not necessarily a bad thing." The black-robed wizard comforted it instead: "We are not prepared, the school is not prepared, and the monsters are naturally not prepared... When everyone is not fully prepared, the competition is It's unexpected. And I believe that the Giant Zero Three is the biggest accident in the world."