Hunting High School

Nikita has long passed the age of looking at faces.

For monsters, a good-looking skin is far inferior to a pair of beautiful eyes. And this ancient leather titan happened to have a pair of beautiful eyes, which greatly relieved the discomfort caused by its ferocious face to the banshee.

The banshee walked up to the titan.

She stretched out her hand, gently patted the scorched black hair on Guge Titan's forearm, and brushed away the remaining ashes.

Guge titan made a rumbling sound in his chest, with various expressions on his face, trying his best to convey the idea of ​​surrender to the existence in front of him who controls his own life and death, and convey his idea of ​​wanting to do something for her.

"The more you do, the more mistakes you make."

The banshee rejected the subject's request, and said to the Guge titan in a gentle tone: "Have you seen the stars in the sky? They are expelled from the world because they have done too much and always wanted to live according to their own will."

"The reason why gods are gods is because they are very far away from mortals. After a long journey, a stream of clear spring that they waved and sprinkled has turned into a drizzle after falling on the heads of mortals."

"Time and distance can dilute all original intentions, and can also distort all good intentions."

"Saint's inaction is because they know that when they arrive at their Realm, they don't need to do anything deliberately. Their every move will change the color of the world. If they don't do it, they won't cause new harm to the world. So he They will control themselves, and limit their infinite power with certain rules."

"The reason why monsters are monsters is because they refuse to limit themselves. I hope to live unrestrainedly, and I hope that my real body will not be imprisoned in magic or a certain Minor World... All of them bring their own real bodies and live wantonly in this land Among the stars."

Faceless stood quietly behind the banshee, listening carefully to every word she said. It knows that every word the banshee says is her perception in the dreamland.

For Faceless who lacks comprehension, these perceptions are precious.

Unlike it, Guge Titan listened with a dazed expression on his face. This race was not known for its intelligence, and their hearts were more willing to provide fresh blood to the strong muscles on their forearms than to the few remaining brains in their skulls.

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After comprehending the wind and rain and the titan for a while, Nikita felt a little bored.

What's the point of a stupid world, stupid companions, and a stupid self, even if you have more insights?

"Heal your wounds and wait for my call."

The banshee casually stuffed an obsidian runestone into the arm of Guge titan, watched the pitch-black rune crawling all over its body, and then left with Faceless, continuing her journey of searching for cannon fodder.

Behind her, several huge black shadows flitted across the treetops, releasing the long-hidden sunlight. It wasn't until the black shadow covering his body completely disappeared that Guge Titan's trembling muscles slowly relaxed. It raised its head and glanced at the direction in which the two banshees were leaving. Its pink pupils showed emotions mixed with mania and fear. After a long time, it raised its claws and slowly crawled into the depths of the Enchanted Forest.

Leaving Gug titan, Nikita continued to walk in the dark enchanted forest with Faceless.

Between the phosphorescent light sprinkled by the mushrooms and the passage built by the huge branches, there was a strange flapping sound from time to time, it was the Misty Rats passing messages to each other.

When the two banshees crossed a gurgling brook and passed through a new tree hole, the sound of the slapping rats suddenly became much more intense. It seemed as if in an instant it had changed from a spring drizzle to a summer torrential rain.

Nikita stopped in his tracks and listened carefully to the communication between the forest masters.

"Did something happen?" Faceless couldn't understand the sound of Mimeishu's slapping, but it could understand its companion's expression, so it asked in a low voice, "...Do you need me to call some helpers?"

Nikita shook her head.

"An interesting guest came to Zug's village, and they are a little panicked." There was a look of interest on her face, and her scarlet eyes looked extraordinarily pure in the changing sunlight of the Enchanted Forest: "...Maybe you would be interested."

Zug is the Misty Rat, the most abundant native in the Misty Forest. They have brown fur and mouse-like rodents, and they like to brew fine wine from the gnats at the foot of the oak.

Faceless's newly painted small mouth pouted beautifully.

It hates those rats, since she entered the forest till now, she has trampled many charm rats to death. But it also heard that Nikita was very interested in the strange guests in Zug's village. So it pouted.

No objection, nor express displeasure.

I had to pretend to be cute.

The village of the Misty Rats is located near the center of the Misty Forest, surrounded by tall boulders covered with green and yellow moss - the ruins belonged to some more terrible creatures, but they It has been extinct, and the ancestors have occupied the magpie's nest and regarded it as their own village.

The closer you get to the village, the less oak and more mushrooms.

Especially in those areas where the ancestors once held sacrifices or witchcraft, the fungus grew extremely densely. The shimmering light they sprinkled gathered into a river, flowing along the roots and feet of the oak trees, flashing a disturbing gray-green color, reflecting the forest in a strange and ominous appearance.

As the two banshees entered the village of the Zugs beyond the wall of great stone, they felt the gaze of many eyes. These lines of sight belonged to the owners of this village - Faceless took a lot of effort to distinguish those small, smooth-furred brown silhouettes behind these lines of sight.

Unlike Faceless, Nikita never saw these mice in his eyes when he entered the village.

All her eyes fell on the slender stranger in Zug's village.

It was a witch.

A young witch—about eight or nine—had long, bushy brown hair and a small, round face.

It's just that her face is a little pale and her hair is a little messy.

She held a small mirror in her right hand, and a blank picture album in her left hand. There were a few leaves of ashwood that had long lost their luster tied to her wrists. Her robe was a bit tattered, and her eyes were empty and dazed.

A few daring Zugs were throwing pebbles at her, while slapping their chests vigorously, making threatening noises.

"Shh! Be quiet!"

The little witch put her index finger on her lips, looked around slowly, and said in a very soft voice: "...be quiet, don't be heard by the fairies...they will eat people!"

Hundreds of slender tentacles hung down from the shadows in mid-air, sweeping around, clearing the noisy Zugs from their villages.

Nikita walked up to the little witch.

She looked down at her disheveled brown hair and pale skin, at the small leather shoes with holes on her feet, and the toes protruding from the holes.

The banshee's nose fluttered slightly.

There was an extremely faint sweet aura coming from the little witch.

She looked like a beautiful soap bubble, and the thought of Faceless standing behind Nikita suddenly slipped through his mind, and at the same time he took out its makeup case, and began to smudge his face with eyebrow pencil and lipstick.