Hunting College

"Jiang Yu...Miss Jiang, right."

The wizard who entered the shop nodded very politely--maybe it was a bit abrupt to mention the witch's name directly, so he temporarily changed the way of addressing--then he smiled and said: "Last year when the Jiang family held the Yunmeng Autumn Hunt, I remember You are standing next to your grandma... I must admit, your family’s hunting team left a very deep impression on me. Especially the last big demon that was hunted down is very difficult even on the'super hunting ground' I saw it."

"Ah, this must be the little princess of the Li family, right. I heard that, I heard that you are unusually sensitive to certain magic... For a while, there were idiots in the Lower Moon Council who suggested Forced to do something with your family...very wrong, very wrong idea, so we suppressed it. I think this should be the reason why you were eventually sent to the first university."

"Well, the beautiful woman with wine-colored hair next to her should be from the Gypsy Witch, right? It's very familiar, very familiar. A hundred years ago, I had a good friend from the Gypsy Witch."

The strange guest commemorated his friend more than a hundred years ago in a nostalgic tone, and made people feel good about it. It was just that there seemed to be only a few witches in the shop in his eyes, and the witches were subconsciously ignored by him.

This makes the young public student as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to receive the strange visitor, the gypsy witch who had been standing by suddenly spoke.

"You're talking about Aunt Angelina," Elena's voice seemed very calm: "If she didn't follow you to the **** moon dance, leading to excessive blood loss and death, there may be more of your nonsense. Be a little convincing."

The words brought out a little bit more information. The young public-funded student couldn't help but feel terrified.

"After all, they are all adults. Everyone will be responsible for their actions, right." The strange guest replied to Elena with a smile, but somehow glanced at the young public student.

Those pale blue eyes were cold and crimson, Zheng Qing felt as if he was being stared at by a terrible monster—for a moment, he felt as if he was back on the enrollment flight, facing it. A raging fallen wizard.

His eyes are not red. He is definitely not a fallen wizard. The young public servant comforted himself anxiously, trying to abandon some terrible ideas in his mind, and at the same time thinking jokingly, compared with the wizard opposite. , I seem to be more like a demon-at least my eyes are still red.

Xu Ye sensed the anxiety of the wizard around him, and Jiang Yu moved forward slightly.

"Is there anything we can help?" the witch asked in a relaxed tone. It's just that Zheng Qing saw her fingers turning white behind her back. This made the wizard a little ashamed of himself and a little annoyed.

"I'm the manager of this store, what can I do to help?" He repeated Jiang Yu's question, and at the same time stepped forward without showing a trace, blocking the witch.

The unfamiliar guest raised his eyebrows, and there was a smile that didn't know whether it was mocking or admiring.

"You are a little better than I thought. At least you didn't stand behind the girl and shiver." The guest commented in a very rude tone.

Before Zheng Qing's anger was brewing, he was extinguished by the self-introduction behind the guests.

"Milton Cullen, a member of the monthly council, the rotating patriarch of the Cullen family...Of course, there are other titles that are not interesting. I believe you are not interested in them." The guest put his cane under his arm. Raising his arms, he politely introduced himself: "It's nice to meet you... Classmate Zheng Qing."

Milton Cullen!

No wonder it looks good!

As the patriarch of the Karen family and a member of the lower parliament of the month, the Duke of Karen often appears in various media and magazines, especially the newspapers sponsored by the Karen family. Various images and photos of Lord Duke-such as Duke Milton's inspection of the Bordeaux winery, Duke Milton's generous speech in Senator, Duke Milton's heroic posture in hunting monsters, etc.

It's just that there is a gap between reality and images after all.

I haven't met a real person face to face. I just want to distinguish a person's true identity in a very short time by relying on only a few photos or a few videos. It is indeed a bit difficult for a young wizard with little experience.

It was so shocking that the public servant did not react at all to the hand extended by the Duke.

"Do you know why I'm looking for you?" Milton Cullen didn't pay attention to the moment of loss of public expense, and casually retracted his hand, took off his small dragon leather gloves, held it in the palm of his hand, and asked casually.

Zheng Qing's face suddenly showed a trace of bitterness-unlike the inexplicable friends around, the young public-funded student knew Milton's intention in the blink of an eye.

News of the current patriarch of the Karen family duel with other suitors in order to pursue Su Shijun is in the newspapers from time to time. Especially some time ago, his duel with William Tubot, the famous werewolf prince, was even more noisy, and even the First University held a special seminar to discuss the victory and defeat between the two and The impact of this duel on the seats in the lower-month parliament and many other issues.

If it weren't for the sensational news from the Betatown Post, I am afraid that the biggest topic in the wizarding world now is the war between werewolves and vampires.

Zheng Qing felt that apart from Su Shijun, he could not find any other reason for the Duke of the Karen family to take time out of his busy schedule to stroll around the shop~www.readwn.com~The silence of the young wizard was in Milton. It seems to be a default.

This made him even more annoyed, and the anger that could have been easily restrained suddenly exploded like a balloon pierced by a needle.

"Snapped!"

Your Excellency raised his hand and snapped his fingers. He didn't see him chanting any spells. A few bright red flames appeared in the void, and bounced towards Zheng Qing like a long snake preying on food. He just pulled him off the ground and bound In mid-air. At the same time, the door of the small shop that had been concealed slammed shut, and the shutters on the left and right sides also hulled down.

The bright shop was suddenly dimmed.

The mice in the squirrel cage and the cats circling around, all turned their backs to the wall, grinning and trembling.

"Yeah!" Li Meng screamed, hugged the kitten and sat on the ground.

.. Literature Museum m.