Hunting College

Remember [New] for a second,! In the center of the ceiling, in the shape of a seven-pointed star, there is a circle of white candles, the candles are pointing down, hanging on the thin candle wick, like golden lanterns.

The candle was roasted by the heat, melting droplets of translucent wax oil, which slowly rolled down the wick into the firelight, making a slight sizzling sound, and sprinkled a soft light.

A few green vines stretch out slender vines, like curled claws, clinging to the white candles. The tender leaves growing on the vines open their arms and **** the radiant rays from the fire. The heat wave left patches of mottled shadows in the soft candlelight below.

Around the oval conference table, the seven members of the Seven Deadly Sins stared silently at the pot of vines in the center of the table, speechless for a moment. There was no other sound in the room except Beelzebub's babble when he was eating.

Friedman couldn't even hear the others breathing.

You know, the senses of vampires are very sensitive, but in this room, under the cover of these robes and masks, the talent he has always been proud of has become dim like candlelight.

The candle flickered slightly.

The leaf shadows on the table were like pieces of light boats, rippling slightly, and even the atmosphere in the room was knocked out a lot. Just when the flickering firelight had not completely stopped, as the shadows swayed, a figure appeared silently beside the vine.

The seven deadly sins.

- Words don't count, the old man who is greedy for his position will never die.

The longevity species under the bat mask slandered in the bottom of his heart, while his eyes fell on the white mask that was as smooth as an egg.

"Good evening, little ones!"

The faceless man sitting cross-legged in the center of the conference table raised his hand to say hello, his voice filled with joy: "I'm so sorry, I took a nap at night and almost forgot about the meeting... On the way here, I saw a black large The dog is in the middle of the road, and the eyes are green and green... It's not good for fleeting years..."

Sir Friedman didn't believe a word of what the convicted ambassador said. He was the last to show up at every meeting, and every time he found all sorts of bizarre reasons.

"We violated the school's curfew at night, not to hear what you think of the puppies." The jazz under the bat mask interrupted in a low voice.

"Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer." The Faceless Man raised a finger and shook it in front of him: "Why is it you every time... How long does it take for you to learn to respect a little authority?... Silence!"

The Jazz groaned and fell silent as he wished.

The others were unaware and looked at this scene silently, only Beelzebub's voice was a little quieter when he was eating, to show respect for the sinner.

"There are a few small things that need to be communicated to you today." The sinner wearing a white mask continued to say in a cheerful tone: "Of course, as a temporary notice and compensation for disturbing everyone's rest, I will accept an 'opinion' tonight. …”

With that said, a blank parchment suddenly appeared in front of the seven 'devils' around the conference table, with a white quill suspended on the paper.

It was a pleasant surprise, and Friedman raised his eyebrows slightly under his mask.

Unlike other societies, the members of the Seven Deadly Sins do not know each other's identities. On the one hand, this ancient and inefficient organizational model has well maintained the members' integrity, and even if they traded the corpses of wizards in the society, they will not attract investigations from the school or the trident; but on the other hand, this kind of In the state of being on guard against each other, the centripetal force of the community is very weak.

For example, if a member of the society asks the organization for help, and Sir Friedman the 'Lucifer' wants to help, he uses 3a (who is still president of the society) or whatever the Cullen family does , it is easy to reveal their identities. Even if he doesn't use any power around him and just shoots himself, it's hard to hide all the clues.

In this case, a sufficiently "objective" and "fair" referee is very important. This is also one of the reasons why this position was born in the first place.

In addition to convening meetings and overseeing the "dealing" within the society, one of the most important duties of a sinner is to collect requests from members - within the Seven Deadly Sins, such requests are called "opinions".

These collected 'opinions' will be the responsibility of the culprit, and handed over to a third party - such as Divine Will, Wanderlust, a hunting group in the New World, even the shriveled land where the lichs gather, etc. - by those credit ratings A very high third-party completion, correspondingly, the Seven Deadly Sins will also receive peer-to-peer tasks delivered by the third party.

For example, the most recent time, the Wandering Bar completed seven tasks of the Seven Deadly Sins, and the Seven Deadly Sins provided the Wandering Bar with the whereabouts of the professors in the school within a month.

Because of the time, Friedman remembered very clearly that it was a very simple task. He only had to go around the office building from time to time and chat with the professors in the name of competing for Augustus to confirm. Are the professors still in school?

As for what the wandering wizard intends to inquire about the professors' traces, it has nothing to do with him.

Given that it is not easy to collect 'opinions' and complete 'deals' every time, unless the seven devils request it at the same time, it is very rare to cause trouble for yourself.

Therefore, when Friedman heard that this time, the guilt envoy whose mask was lighter than the egg took the initiative to collect 'opinions', he couldn't help but be greatly surprised.

He wasn't the only one surprised.

"mia...mia, huh?" Beelzebub, who had been buried in the cake, raised his head, revealing a dirty pig mask, his ears swaying back and forth, his voice a little vigilant: "Why are you doing this today? Positive?...Is there a strange list outside looking for you?"

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Although there is no expression, everyone can feel that he seems to be smiling.

"Sensitive guy, it doesn't match your mask." He clicked his tongue twice and shook his head: "There is no trouble outside... I just foresee that there may be some accidents in the school in the future, and make some arrangements in advance."

-Have higher divination skills, or know a powerful fortune-teller?

Friedman made a silent note, but at the same time he sighed in frustration. From the first day of the Seven Deadly Sins, he's tried to profile the other six demons and the culprit, but so far, everyone has behaved like a normal wizard, even with the occasional note of individual characteristics , but the contradictory conditions will soon emerge, head-scratching.

In fact, he had long given up guessing the identities of these people, and the thought just now was just a subconscious reaction.

In response, the immortal seed who had served as the vice president of the Alpha Student Union could only try his best to hide himself deeper and show more public.

Chapter 180 Collecting Opinions