Hunting High School

After the regular meeting, Matthew Karen sat in the classroom for a long time. When the classroom was almost empty and the teaching building was almost empty, he packed up his books and left the classroom slowly.

For a strictly self-disciplined nobleman under the moon, this slightly loose attitude is very rare.

But he needs time and a slightly independent place to think about problems and what he should do next.

Earlier today, his cousin Sir Friedman had sent him a message asking him to sit down and chat in the 3a club lounge in Fort Alpha after the regular meeting. Because the time point is very sensitive, Matthew must sort out his recent words and deeds to ensure that he has not done anything to misunderstand others.

Fortunately, after introspection, he found that he was still cautious enough.

When he left the teaching building, Matthew saw the class monitor Jiang Yu. Although he was surprised why Jiang Yu was still near the teaching building so late, he didn't pay much attention to it.

Everyone has everyone's freedom, everyone has everyone's troubles, and he should now focus on his own troubles.

The shortcut between Jiuyou University and Alpha Castle is as bleak as ever.

Because of the remote location, the dead branches and vines hanging on the promenade seemed to have not been cleaned for a long time, and the breeze blew by, making a faint rustling sound, as if there were squirrels peeping in the bushes.

The portraits hanging on both sides of the corridor in Fort Alpha are much cleaner than they were the last time, and the copper sheets used for riveting on the outside of the frames glistened in the firelight. Different from the external changes, the old people in the portraits are as irritable and stubborn as ever.

"Damn red robe, just looking at it will dirty my eyes!" An old man wearing a wig shouted at Matthew: "Who bring me a basin of clean water?!"

"One generation is not as good as one generation..." Another little old lady holding a pipe was complaining, "One generation is not as good as one generation... Now they let those red robes enter Alpha's castle!"

Complaints like this one after another, Matthew has long been used to it.

He walked quietly and quickly through the world of these old people, and soon came to his cousin's lounge. The alpha students he met along the way were all in a hurry, or running around holding banners and slogans, but no one made things difficult for the child from Karen's family in red robes.

When he came to the lounge, Sir Friedman had just seen off a guest in a gray robe, and was putting a thin blanket over the full-length mirror at the entrance of the lounge.

"I don't know what medicine it took wrongly. Recently, it has become more and more rude."

After noticing his cousin's curious and polite eyes, the Sir explained, "I just asked the school's alchemist to check it out, and found nothing unusual... Anyway, cover it with a blanket first, it's always wrong. will be wrong."

"All pier mirrors shut up under the blanket." Matthew Karen smiled in agreement.

"Give me freedom! Give me death!" The full-length mirror, which was not completely covered by the blanket, shouted loudly.

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Sir Friedman pulled hard, and swiftly used the blanket to completely 'seal' the full-length mirror underneath. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and unbuttoned his cuffs unaccustomed.

"Amber light or green bee?" Jazz walked to the small bar in the lounge, raised the cup in his hand, and asked Matthew as a gesture.

This kind attitude and the soothing atmosphere in the lounge caught Matthew a little off guard.

He thought he was about to face even heavier pressure.

"Pure blood is fine." Matthew stood in front of the sofa and replied a little cautiously.

Sir Freedman shrugged, poured half a glass of blood into the glass in front of him, and added half a glass of Amber light; poured a full glass of pure blood into Matthew's glass.

"If you want to drink warm, the copper stove is over there." Jazz gestured to the other direction of the lounge with his hand holding the wine glass, and then added: "But I think this restless season, this restless season Under the environment, drinking some cold blood can refresh you more."

The main course was about to be served. Matthew took a deep breath, straightened his back, and showed a standard smile on his face: "Cooling the blood is good."

Jazz nodded in satisfaction.

"I came to you today to hear your opinion." Friedman didn't continue to circle around, and went straight to his own meaning: "The conflict between the two colleges has affected the image of the entire school in the wizarding world, and has affected the school. teaching - and the latter is the foundation upon which the First University stands in the wizarding world."

"Professors may have various ideas, but as role models for young wizards, we cannot turn a blind eye to them."

"What is your opinion on reconciling the conflict between the two colleges?"

This question completely exceeded all expectations of Matthew Karen. He originally thought that his cousin came to him to want him to stand on the side of Alpha Academy, to criticize the erroneous education system and rigid teaching philosophy, or to let him speak out in support of the struggle of the Linzhong Lake murloc tribe.

Like poor classmate Nicholas.

But to his surprise, Sir Friedman did not let him make the above-mentioned difficult choice, but gave him a surprising choice.

"Reconcile the conflict between the two colleges?" Matthew held a glass of wine, repeating his cousin's question, chewing every word in this sentence over and over again, making sure that what he understood was the same as what his cousin wanted to express mean.

The bright red blood was not mixed with a little alcohol, and it swayed leisurely in the cup, leaving a shallow layer of hanging wall, like the crystal clear pulp of grapes after peeling.

The young vampire was silent for a while, and finally spoke, asking softly, "Is this the opinion of the vampire society?"

"No," Jazz shook his head immediately: "This is just my opinion as a member of First University."

Matthew sighed in disappointment.

For an instant he thought the sun was coming out of the west. But even if the sun doesn't rise from the west today, it certainly doesn't rise or set normally.

Because Sir Friedman, the head of the 3a club representing Alpha Academy's most stubborn force, just proposed the possibility of a truce to a student of Jiuyou Academy.

Even if neither of them has the right to make the final decision on all of this.

This is already a very magical thing.

"Do you have any plans?" Matthew Karen showed a hint of excitement in his eyes - if he can successfully thread the needle on this matter and bring the two colleges back to peace and tranquility, then he will become the common partner of the two colleges. hero.

Of course, the 'hero' might be in quotes, but even so, it's an astonishing achievement for a first-year student.

He even regretted being a little late today.