Hunting College

() "Is there really a dark wizard living here?"

"That's what Old Attar said."

"But in my impression, the house of the dark wizard shouldn't be like this," Zhang Jixin glanced across the beautiful lawn and the rounded bushes that had been trimmed around the lawn, and then looked at the lazy gatekeeper. , And the somewhat stupid knocker beast, muttered and repeated: "...It shouldn't be like this."

"What should it look like?" Zheng Qing asked, "A row of beating willows were planted outside the house, and a few rows of piranhas? The skeleton dog at the door has a deformed head, and the saliva spit out can etch through the granite. ? And the knocker beast, should I answer the visitor's question with a gloomy voice?"

"It doesn't have to be a skeleton dog," the red-faced wizard corrected seriously: "It can be a three-headed dog from hell, it can be a catastrophe, or it can be an unknown monster stitched together by several creatures."

"Or a sphinx," this topic caught Zhu Si's attention, and let her escape the entanglement of the sleepy bugs, and added enthusiastically: "Before you enter the door, you must guess the riddle. Eat it!"

"Sounds full of prejudice." Fatty Xin said objectively.

"But aren't all the dark wizards in your impressions like this?" Zhang Jixin spread his hands and vomited: "Lonely, gloomy, living in a sparsely populated place, raising a depilated old cat, and having three or four heads of hatred. Act as a servant..."

"Squeak!"

The door of the old house was pushed open, interrupting Zhang Jixin's complaints, and also interrupted the small-scale discussion meeting of the uninvited guests. Zheng Qing subconsciously raised the talisman spear in his hand, and it seemed that in the next moment, a head of hatred would appear in front of him, dragging a slow pace and flowing puss.

But obviously, the owner of this beautiful lawn in front of the house does not have the bad aesthetics of the average black wizard. What appeared in front of the guests was not a dirty and ugly stitching monster, but a dark wizard.

True Dark Wizard.

A wizard with no hair, black skin and striking white teeth, wearing a traditional robe.

"Who are you looking for?" The black wizard politely asked the visitor who knocked on the door. The brass knocker beast on the door closed his mouth immediately after the black wizard appeared, clenched the ring cleverly, and stopped making any noise. sound. The stone beast on the steps was as lazy as ever, even though the door was opened, its tail didn't waver twice.

Nikita looked at the dark wizard in front of him in surprise.

She hadn't recovered from the scene before her, and many of the plans that had been brewing in her heart suddenly turned into bubbles. Similar to her are the young wizards not far away, except that the others are simply surprised by the image of the door opener, and they have not passed many thoughts in their hearts like a banshee.

Dark-skinned people are not uncommon. There are many dark-skinned wizards in the first university, but no one would call them ‘black wizards’. The school’s more conventional name is ‘African wizards’.

"Maybe my memory is off?" Zheng Qing stared at the door opener rudely, and muttered to his companions: "Perhaps Elder Attar said that there is a dark-skinned wizard living in this old house... ...Not the dark wizard?"

"A true black wizard." Fatty Xin had a straight face with a serious expression.

"This also explains why the lawn outside this house is so beautiful." Zhang Jixin seemed to heaved a sigh of relief. He still felt sorry for the inconsistency between the image of the dark wizard in his impression and the temperament of the house.

Compared with the two of them, Xiao Xiao was more cautious: "Everyone has heard that Attar was talking about'dark wizards', not'dark wizards'... There is no reason everyone is confused about this concept. ."

"He is just a servant." Jiang Yu, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly said, and reminded his companions in a low voice: "Did you see his robe? Only servants wear linen robe... and the ones on the robe. The buttons are gilded and have coats of arms on them, but not on the collar and belt."

"Aren't there many students wearing linen clothes in the school?" Fatty Xin asked habitually.

"It's not the same. Just like in school, blood and werewolves can sit at the same table and eat peacefully, but outside they may tear down the entire restaurant before the dessert is served." The witch made a funny shot. For example, he replied softly: “It’s an old rule to use linen for servant’s uniforms to distinguish the silk clothes of the masters... Few people do this now. Only some ancient families with a long history may still Keep this tradition."

"The sorcerer who lives in the dream realm is indeed very old." Xiao Xiao nodded thoughtfully.

Zheng Qing looked at the witch with admiration.

"How can you see so clearly," he made no secret of his curiosity: "Across such a distance... such small details..."

"Because the complete'Bi Yue Fei Wei' spell can not only be used for lighting," Xiao Xiao helped Jiang Yu answer Zheng Qing's doubts: "Those little mushroom people, each is the eyes of the operator... …Haven’t you used this spell before?"

Zheng Qing looked away with some guilty conscience.

Because "Bi Yue Fei Wei" belongs to the curse outside the curriculum standard, the curse involves multiple interdisciplinary subjects such as transformation, energy shaping, summoning, etc. The casting skills are demanding, and there are many alternative spells, such as the'fluorescence of primary school students Flicker, or a slightly more advanced version of "Shining Night," Moonrise, "Sunrise" and so on.

So Zheng Qing has not really studied this spell—in fact, when walking at night, he would rather bring a pack of light bugs, which is convenient, cheap, and saves magic power—naturally, he doesn’t know how to use this spell. The other effects of the lighting spell are.

"Who are you looking for?" The dark wizard who opened the door patiently repeated her question, and his eyes swept over the young wizard who was whispering not far away~www.readwn.com~ and then retracted to fall on the eyes of the banshee : "Outsiders are not welcome here."

He did not clearly point out whether it was a person outside the house, or a person outside the dream world, or a ‘person’ outside of the ‘wizard’. But obviously, he intends to end this short and impolite meeting.

"Hello, we are here to visit the owner of the house." The banshee seemed to finally recover from the black skin of the door opener, and replied somewhat frustrated.

"Outsiders are not welcome here." The dark wizard replied in a calm tone.

Nikita seemed to be aware of something, looked carefully at the door opener, paused for a moment, and then reopened: "Elder Atal of Utha City recommended us to come...He is a respected elder."

Then the banshee immediately noticed that when the door opener heard the three words ‘Atar’, his head tilted slightly, as if he was listening.

But this may also be just her illusion, because the door opener's movement of the head immediately followed an invitation sign: "Come in... Elder Atal is a permanent guest of Ngualla Mansion."