Hunting High School

The new kid from the Karen family that Soprano said was naturally Matthew Karen.

Andrew Taylor is no stranger to this name.

The wizarding world is very large, big enough to include hundreds of New World colonies, and the powerful people with names and surnames are like stars; the wizarding world is also very small, especially in the parliament under the moon, there are always those familiar Last name, familiar figure.

Both the Karen family and the Taylor family have their own chairs in the next month's parliament. Naturally or unnaturally, the two clans will pay attention to each other's younger generation.

Since he was a child, Andrew Taylor has heard the elders mention Matthew, the proud son of the younger generation of the Karen family more than once: a well-educated young man, an elegant blood, a real nobleman under the moon-these exaggerated praises have always made Andrew snort .

It's just that apart from the conflict in a certain practical class a few weeks ago, there is no more intersection between Andrew and Matthew.

Although in front of Soprano, Andrew showed a look of contempt for the Karen family, but this was more of a compliment to the fat wizard, and it did not mean that he would irrationally challenge the honor of an ancient noble under the moon.

This is not a smart choice.

The teachings from the Taylor family taught the young werewolf that there was nothing more worth protecting in this world than the family. Just like the widely circulated proverb of the Taylor family-the blood feud between werewolves and vampires has nothing to do with them, Taylor is just a gatekeeper.

As for the fat wizard in front of him, if it wasn't for rumors that he was related to a legendary figure in the Wizards Union, his dignity as a descendant of the Taylor family would never allow him to waste so much energy on a wizard with impure blood.

These thoughts flashed through the mind of the young werewolf in an instant, but his face did not change at all, and he still looked carefree.

"It's my honor." Andrew bent over with great effort, and first expressed his gratitude to Soprano for his respect.

Then he straightened up, showing anxiety on his face, and said with fear and sincerity: "It's just that I have been stupid since I was a child, and my grasp of the power of blood has always disappointed the elders, so I was thrown into this university for sharpening... and now I just entered the university After a while, there is no progress, and if it affects the reputation of Ouroboros, it will be death."

Standard diplomatic rhetoric.

It is no stranger to students of Alpha.

This time, everyone else in the lounge stayed in their own position silently, and did not express any agreement with Andrew's remarks.

This made the young werewolf slightly uneasy.

He couldn't help raising his eyelids, and glanced at the fat wizard behind the desk.

Soprano was rubbing a clean white handkerchief in his hand, and was patiently wiping his fingers and palms. As if aware of the young werewolf's stealthy look, the fat wizard grinned and showed a gentle smile: "It's okay. It's just a newborn hunting party. There are no interesting characters at first...you can just think of it as a spring outing."

It will be winter soon, how can there be a spring outing at this time.

Andrew resisted the stupid idea of ​​complaining, opened his mouth, and tried to struggle again.

But the fat wizard on the opposite side opened a pair of small black eyes and waggled a stubby index finger, stopping the objection behind the young werewolf: "This is an opportunity, you have to seize it. It's like you can walk in This lounge is also an opportunity...Of course, it's not the dirty trick you used before."

Andrew's eyes widened in surprise.

"Is it strange?" The fat on Soprano's cheeks raised with difficulty, showing a laborious smile: "You were rejected by Friedman, so you want to come to my weekend dinner. There is nothing wrong with it."

"In Alpha, everyone has their own choice - it's everyone's freedom."

"But your means are not that superb."

"...Yes, I know, you played a little trick on Zheng Qing and made him have a nightmare for a while-you must have heard that the public-funded student from Jiuyou College suppressed my Little Brother in Sijifang, thinking that This will please me.”

"But in my eyes, this behavior is like a streaking clown."

"Disgusting."

Andrew's face was pale, and the sweat on his forehead slowly trickled down his curly temples.

The atmosphere in the lounge became more and more silent, and the others seemed to be holding their breath.

"In this world, the occurrence and ending of everything follows inherent rules—just like revenge, any capable person will not do it by others."

"You humiliated that public fee student, and where did you put me, Little Brother?"

Andrew opened his mouth anxiously, as if he wanted to justify something.

But the fat wizard just shook his finger, and the young werewolf involuntarily shut his mouth.

This made his eyes even more frightened.

"Actually, you can join the Cheung Kei Club, you need to thank the one hundred jade coins you contributed - money can pass through the gods, no wizard in this world will be against money. Especially young clubs like ours."

"But if you think that you can sneak into this lounge with those one hundred jade coins, then the Ouroboros mark is inevitably too cheap."

This time, there was a slight approbation in the lounge.

Soprano glanced around, and the atmosphere fell silent again.

"Do you know why I invited you to my dinner party again?" The fat wizard folded his handkerchief patiently and said without raising his head: "You know, those one hundred jade coins can only make me pay attention to your Name... If nothing else, you will only be an ordinary member of Cheung Kei Club. Not standing in this lounge."

Andrew shook his head quickly.

His mouth was still sealed shut by some kind of magic.

Soprano didn't raise his head, but explained slowly in his labored tone: "Because you rejected Matthew Karen's duel invitation...it was the stupid duel invitation in the practice class."

"It's very important."

"Being able to be in the right place at the right time and make the right decision - that's very important. Every club needs someone like that."

"Maybe some people thought it was an act of cowardice."

"Most people who have this kind of thinking will die earlier."

"For ouroboros, if you are dead, you are a loser. Only if you are alive, can you be a real ouroboros."

"This is the opportunity you once took."

Andrew suddenly found that the transparent barrier on his face had disappeared, and he couldn't help but open his mouth, swallowing the air.

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Then he saw Soprano's small, dark eyes.

The young werewolf reacted immediately.

"Follow your will." Andrew dropped one knee on the soft Persian carpet on the floor, pressing a daisy that was about to bloom on his knee, and his tone was much more submissive and calmer than before: "I don't know what you think of the hunting team." Do you have any ideas about the candidates?"

The fat wizard stood up and walked slowly to the French window.

His broad figure blocked the bright moonlight outside the window, leaving a thick shadow in the lounge, covering all the figures of different heights behind him.

"Since you are the captain, then naturally you have the final say." Soprano laughed softly, paused, and added: "However, I can recommend an excellent assistant hunter to you...a head named Ise Ni's murloc."

"Murloc?" Andrew raised his head in surprise, then immediately lowered his head: "As you wish."

The relationship between wizards and murlocs is not so harmonious.

It's just that since Cheung Kei Association is inextricably linked with the Linzhong Lake Reserve, it must be able to solve those troubles.

The young werewolf raced through these jumbled thoughts, paying attention to what Soprano said next.

"...If you can win the freshman competition, I believe you can take on more responsibilities in Ouroboros... Alpha Academy will also have more suitable positions for you." The fat wizard threw out a piece of meat at the end bones.

There was a slight commotion in the lounge.

Several senior students obviously did not expect Soprano to make such a promise. Although they didn't object, they couldn't help but look at the young werewolf not far away who was on one knee.

Andrew didn't speak.

But there was a green light in his eyes.