You can't have both, just pretend you don't know the difference between fish and bear's paw.
Zheng Qing thought about Master Meng's small words in his heart, and his heart suddenly became enlightened. He took the Colt Python from the witch's hand without changing his expression - this was very important, because this gun was originally given to Zheng Qing by Jiang Yuzuo.
It was a gift to celebrate the victory of the Forgiveness Hunting Team he led in the freshman hunting competition of the school. After inserting it into his waist, he reached for another Remington.
"One is definitely not enough."
He shook his head very firmly, with a serious expression: "You know the power of those blood rune bullets. An ordinary rune gun can support up to four or five rounds of rune bullets, and the runes on the gun will be obliterated and collapse...a gun
It’s definitely not enough.”
The witch looked at the boy carefully, as if to confirm whether he was serious.
"Then do you need a few more?"
She raised her thin eyebrows slightly, opened her handbag, and showed off several other rune guns: "I have prepared special versions, which are more than twice as strong as ordinary rune guns... Hook single barrel, Martin Thor smoothbore
, Gatling shotgun, and this old-fashioned flintlock gun called 'Cardinal'. Although it has been discontinued long ago, they are all classic models."
Zheng Qing noticed that there was also a Beretta double barrel among them, but for some reason the witch didn't introduce it.
He cleared his throat and waved his hand: "No, no need, two are already a lot, two are enough... The two I have been preparing before are enough, that's enough."
"oh."
The witch nodded, put away the talisman guns, and asked casually: "Congressman Su looks very angry...is it because of Poseidon?"
Zheng Qing coughed violently.
"Wha...what?" He looked around, looking a little panicked: "Poseidon? What does it have to do with that guy?"
The witch smiled and did not answer.
The black cat hooked its tail and rubbed Zheng Qing's ankle again - it seemed to be happy to see Zheng Qing's embarrassment and panic. It held its paws and squinted its eyes with a contented expression, almost showing it in front of it.
Plate of fried chicken with milk.
Zheng Qing's mind was spinning rapidly, deducing, and finally confirmed uneasily that Jiang Yu must know something - especially what beautiful Su said just now.
"You already knew this?"
While stuffing rune bullets into the rune gun, he secretly glanced at the witch's expression. Finally he couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "You don't look... surprised?"
"Well, I've known it for a long time." Jiang Yu hugged the double-barreled Beretta, stuffed with talisman bullets, and replied calmly: "I was a little surprised at first...after all, the gap is so big."
She didn't say how she felt now, nor did she explain when or how she knew about it.
It was difficult for Zheng Qing to describe his mood at the moment - he felt like a cat had stolen a small dried fish hidden in the cabinet, or like his thick cotton-padded clothes had been stripped off and he was walking in the ice and snow, shivering.
Shocking.
Fortunately, this is a battlefield.
"Get away!"
A light scolding was heard, and then a huge green fox tail swept from a distance like a whisk, rolling up Zheng Qing, Jiang Yu, Black Cat and the two unconscious teaching assistants, and gathered them together.
The next second, a series of violent explosions sounded outside Foxtail.
There is no doubt that Fukatsu Ryoko is not prepared to fight Su Shijun honestly, but continues to try to take hostages.
But being interrupted like this, Zheng Qing seemed to be able to pretend to have forgotten the slightly embarrassing conversation with Jiang Yu. The young public-funded student secretly thanked him for this damn battle for the first time today.
When the fox tail dispersed and Zheng Qing saw the sky again, he suddenly found that the top of his head and even the surrounding area were shrouded in a light cyan halo. Through the light shield, the two suns looked like two stunted grapes.
After a simple calculation, Zheng Qing guessed the current situation - it should be that when Su Shijun and Shenjin Liangzi were fighting, several more hunting teams appeared on the edge of the battlefield. However, they were not close to the area where the two great wizards were fighting, but
They defended on the spot, communicated with each other, and opened an isolation barrier to cover all life forms in the combat area to ensure that the dangerous wizard would not pose a greater threat to the entire battlefield.
Supervised by several great wizards in mid-air, and tied by members of the Moon Council, the purple-haired banshee was ultimately unable to leave the barrier and was trapped within it.
So, she simply stopped.
"No fight, no fight."
Ryoko Fukatsu coughed up blood and waved her hands repeatedly: "I'm not used to using this body yet, I have to get used to it... You don't want to completely break 'her', right?"
The 'she' it talks about is the possessed purple-haired witch.
Su Shijun frowned and also stopped.
Indeed, without understanding the principle of possession by this big demon, she needed to be more cautious to avoid some irreversible consequences.
Fukatsu Ryoko swayed and stood up straight.
One of its eyes was black, and there were two clear fist marks on its face. It looked quite funny, but after it raised its hand and touched the blood at the corner of its mouth and the scars on its face, there was an unexpected look in its eyes.
Remembering:
“It’s such a nostalgic feeling.”
"Young people today are so amazing..."
Before Su Shijun could speak, the banshee continued to speak, as if she was reminiscing, and as if she was venting, she talked to herself:
"...Seventy years ago, I fainted on the battlefield."
Then, it glanced at Su Shijun and added:
"About your age."
"The battlefield where wizards and demons fight... is just like today. No, the battlefield that day was more tragic than today. The footsteps of the God of Death can be clearly heard, and the rain-like spells make people unable to stand. After the killing, you can't even tell the difference.
Which eyes belong to demons and which belong to wizards, because many wizards’ eyes are also stained red with blood.”
"Everywhere you look, there's red."
"Just like the color of this little brother's robe."
As she spoke, the purple-haired banshee stared at Zheng Qing's robe, her eyes seemed a little dull.
Behind Zheng Qing, Jiang Yu's whole body suddenly erupted with a short and intense halo. Immediately, a new jade pendant on her body made a clicking sound, and spider web-like cracks appeared. The witch screamed softly and grabbed Zheng Qing's arm.
.
Zheng Qing did not hesitate to raise the Colt Python with its arms and legs and turn on the safety. But the great wizard reacted faster than him. Su Shijun roared angrily, and several fox tails flew up, hitting the purple-haired banshee hard, and once again hit the purple-haired banshee.
It flies away.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"
"If you hit this body again, it will really break it!"
The banshee coughed blood, stood up, and patted the dust on her body. There was a bit of regret in her scarlet eyes. Facing the angry eyes of the wizards, her face was not at all embarrassed by her previous little actions, and she continued as if nothing had happened.
The topic just now:
"...I was just a small registered wizard at that time."
"But when I woke up, what greeted me was not flowers and applause, but a world full of death and depravity. This world is filled with all the filthiness of the Wizards' Union, and it also houses a group of miscellaneous monsters."
"Haha...they said I've fallen."
"Can you imagine? The despair and madness of a young wizard who has won the Order of Merlin and dedicated himself to the wizarding world and was finally abandoned by the world he is most proud of."
“As the Greeks said, ‘There are many terrible things in the world, but nothing is like its kind’.”