Hunting College

　　 The policies involving ancient wizards are no longer what an ordinary great wizard can say.

As a great wizard, Professor Montelia knew that the life and death between wizards and demons was limited to low-level wizards and demons. Demons initially appeared as opponents, more like high-level beings tailored for low-level wizards. Whetstone.

　　 Wizards hunted and killed demons. It is gratifying to win, but there is not necessarily no future if they lose—as long as they have enough means to go far enough on the magic road, then they will eventually see similar scenery with their former companions who parted ways.

　　 Of course, this kind of view can only be understood, not in words.

　　 Just like the McKinsey witch hunt in the 1950s, the red necks in the south of the United States wanted to kill every Russian. The atmosphere of confrontation from top to bottom not only consolidated the unity of the two empires, but also stimulated the technological development of the two empires. And none of this affects the leaders of the two empires sitting at the round table, drinking coffee, smoking cigars, playing poker, and gnawing corn, sharing the resources of every corner of the world.

But no matter how the confrontation is, the contradiction between the two sides must be controlled within a certain range—especially when the originally weaker party suddenly gains a certain advantage, the other side needs to make some compromises to bring the confrontation between the two sides back to balance— To describe it in more professional terms, this is a'control divergence'.

　　Such as a murloc.

If a legend is born in Linzhong Lake Murloc Tribe one day, the school will not be stingy to give more discounts to the fish people, such as letting young Murlocs enter the first university, and the school working committee recruits more Murloc school workers. , Or the school will give more resources to the lake tribe to ensure a happy and comfortable life for the fish people.

　　 Return to the Sea-Monster King to be promoted to the Ancients.

　　 When the new star representing Sang Liu rises in the night sky, the wizard's attitude towards demons must make new adjustments. Hunting can continue, death can still be tolerated, but worse things must stop.

In the Westward Movement at the end of the nineteenth century and earlier, white people could scalp the Indians to receive rewards or put them in cages to show around; if the Indians at that time had a strong army, then the whites would be even worse. Willing to follow the "Geneva Convention" and treat prisoners of war with more dignity.

　　 Realizing this, Professor Montelia's face suddenly turned pale. For the wizard, his laboratory is reasonable, compliant, clean, and rigorous, but for the demons, his laboratory is even more terrifying than the black prison. The demons fell into the black prison and could barely struggle to survive, but when they entered his laboratory, there was a life and death dilemma.

　　 A new ancient person, before he is not clear about his specific attitude, even if he is as powerful as the first university, he must be more cautious. Closing laboratories like Monteria is part of these ‘caution’s.

　　 The atmosphere in the office was silent for a long time.

　　The blue-and-white flames of the Gublai fairy swayed silently between the walls, the curtains were slightly hidden, and the sunlight outside the window sparsely fell into the office, casting patches of light and shadow on the dark red carpet.

　　 After a long period of silence, if the old man shook his arm on the desk, put the pipe in his hand on the table, and asked in a low voice, "So, when is the laboratory..."

　　 Professor Montelia was awakened by the sound, raised his head, and glanced at Old Man Ruoyu.

　　 "Yes... as soon as possible." He murmured, his expression a little bit painful, and some struggle.

　　 This attitude obviously relieved the owner of the office. He picked up the pipe again, took a puff, and spit out a string of billowing smoke rings:

　　 "If possible, the school needs to confirm the time."

　　 "One week...two weeks at most." The professor replied in a low voice: "We need to sort out the relevant data. It will take some time. Magic research is not the hands of clocks and watches. It can't move as accurately as gears bite."

　　 "But magic is also the most precise."

Ruo Fool knocked the ashes in the smoking pot, his eyes fell on another report on the table, and he smiled: "Speaking of which, you know the rat fairy who originally lived in the ground. His surname was Zhu, and he used to be Researchers at the First University, but the experiment went wrong later, and they had to hide in the shadows with a pair of mouse skins."

　　 Professor Monteria took a breath and calmed down again.

　　 Since I have made up my mind, I can’t look forward and backward. But Mr. Ruoyu's sudden mention of the Rat Immortal made him a little confused. He didn't know whether he used the Rat Immortal's experience to warn himself or had other purposes.

　　 He thought quickly, and cautiously said: "I also heard about the affairs of Senior Zhu. It is gratifying to hear that he has found the opportunity to enter the legend this time in the dark prison."

　　 The owner of the office raised his eyebrows in surprise.

　　 "No, no, I have no other meaning, relax."

　　 He waved to a large armchair, placed it behind the professor, and motioned: "Please sit down...I just hope the atmosphere of the conversation between us will be more free. There is no other meaning."

　　 Professor Montelia sat down suspiciously.

This time, the old man Ruoyu discovered other things—his desk was too high, and when he looked at Professor Montelia sitting under the steps, it was easy to give people a feeling of interrogating criminals—so he decisively recruited He took another chair and placed it next to the professor, then he walked down from behind the desk with a cane and sat next to the professor.

He rubbed the silver-white wolf head above the crutch, UU reading www.uukahnshu.com whispered: "I'm already very old. If nothing else, there will probably be no chance of becoming an ancient wizard in this life... The future will ultimately belong to you young people. people."

　　 "I mentioned the Rat Fairy, I just want to tell you, don't be too frustrated because of temporary frustration. Just like that big mouse, hiding in the ground for decades, still has the opportunity to see the sun."

　　 Professor Montelia is keenly aware of the unfinished meaning in the old man’s words.

　　 "What do you mean, the Rat Fairy can still return to school?" He looked a little surprised: "I heard that he joined an organization called the Dark Council, which caused a lot of trouble to the school in the black prison."

Ruo Yu looked at the gray-haired professor in front of him with a satisfied smile on his face: "This is also a compromise. In the black prison, I reached an agreement with the six fingers of the Dark Council, and he lost, so the Rat Fairy and the Dark Council That forbidden curse needs to become a part of the first university again and join the relevant departments... and the school will support the dark council, gain greater independence outside the alliance, and may even acquiesce in the dark council to have the right to open up the new world."

　　 "Even his daughter has a chance to get a position in the first university."

　　 "In this world, disagreement is a normal state, and compromise is an art. The first university needs more wizards who understand art, not wizards who are content with normalcy."

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