Accompanied by the swaying sound of the wind lantern, the figures of the patrol members gradually approached the position of the wooden chair in front of the black cat.
"There is a chair here, let's all take a rest!" A slightly sharp voice suddenly sounded, piercing the tranquility of the lakeside, scaring the squirrels on the oak branches and running around: "Anyway, there were no people at night...yesterday
The Lantern Festival has just passed, and all the smart guys are staying in their dens now."
"The key point is that many guys in the Silent Forest don't have brains." Another voice interface, hesitant, seemed to be hesitant to his companion's suggestion: "In addition... I heard that there were pickets tonight, and they saw us.
Take a rest, the impact won’t be too bad.”
"It doesn't matter, just say that you sprained your foot and need some medicine." The third voice was obviously very satisfied with his wit, and his tone was full of self-satisfaction: "Anyway, we are just supplementary patrols, not the school.
Regular employee."
This time, everyone had sufficient practical and moral excuses for being lazy, and finally no one spoke up to continue to object.
So the swaying sound of the lantern and the rustling footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of the wooden chair. Immediately, the wooden chair let out a contented sigh, as if a satiated cat was
Snoring.
The black cat lying behind the shadow of the oak quietly shrank its body again, shrinking even smaller than the mouse before. Then it continued to stay in place calmly, not because of the actions of several young wizards.
Appeared and fled.
The breeze blew by, and a rich and familiar fragrance hit his face, making the black cat couldn't help snorting.
"What's the sound?" Someone on the chair looked back alertly.
"It's probably a mouse." The triumphant voice from before sounded again, seemingly unconcerned: "The amulet in my arms didn't react at all... This means that within five hundred meters, there is no one bigger than a mouse.
Something exists..."
The black cat hiding behind the oak grinned, raised his little white paw, and gestured for his height. He was speechless. A few minutes ago, he had just shrunk his body.
I really don’t know if it’s luck or misfortune.
That proud voice didn't know the disdainful look in the eyes of a certain black cat behind him, and was still chattering about the origin of his amulet: "...This amulet was a New Year's gift from my cousin last year. He got it from the first one a few years ago.
I graduated from college and am now in charge of a hunting team of the Black Forest Hunting Group, stationed outside. As you know, the magic of those indigenous people is very weird, so they can often get the latest amulets in their hands."
The light green wind lantern was hung on the cane, leaning against the bench, swaying in the breeze, casting a blurry and dim shadow on the grass. [~~ &...Free reading]
Through the light, Zheng Qing saw clearly the appearance of several patrol members for the first time.
A wizard with medium gray hair and a pale face; a short, chubby little man with curly black hair; and the last one, a thin guy with crisp robes.
That proud voice came from the guy in the crisp robe at the end.
Zheng Qing looked at him, smelling the familiar scent of perfume in the air. After recalling it for a long time, he found a corresponding image from the depths of his memory - that was his experience on the special plane entering the school. Someone sprayed "
The Perfume Wizard once talked for a while in the cafeteria of the special plane about Seprano's plan to trouble someone, which left a deep impression on Zheng Qing.
What particularly impressed the young public-sponsored students was that college student Li Meng gave the wizard the nickname "Poodle".
At this moment, classmate ‘Poodle’ still had the same impression of Zheng Qing a few months ago, talking in boastful terms and telling his companions the gossip he got from who knows where.
"...Speaking of the New World, I remember you said before that the school has recalled many high-level wizards there, right?" The chubby wizard said in a gurgling voice, giving people a very laborious feeling: "I
I mean, why haven’t I seen them since school started for so long? Do you know where they are now?”
"Maybe it's the dark prison, maybe it's deep in the Silent Forest, maybe it's in any laboratory in the school, it's all possible." The poodle drew a long tone and guessed nonchalantly: "Just like this year's school
Just like the new secret garden opened by the hunting competition, if the school plans to do something, not every student will know."
"New Secret Garden?" Another tall and lanky wizard seemed not to understand what the poodle meant, and asked strangely: "Isn't the competition venue for this year's school hunting competition just at Hunting Ground No. 1? Where is the New Secret Garden?"
"The secret garden used for the freshman competition." The poodle sounded a little impatient, but still shook it off habitually: "According to my uncle, the secret garden used for the freshman competition was a summer trip by several great wizards in the school.
At that time, the remains of a world dragged back from the void... were simply transformed and used as the competition venue for the freshmen competition."
"No wonder I heard someone in the student union say that the hunting ground for this year's freshman competition was not cleaned up...it turns out it is really a new hunting ground!" The tall and lanky wizard said in a somewhat enlightened tone.
"It's a magic dragon." The fat wizard finally found a chance to show off, and he even spoke much more fluently: "My cousin said that there is a dormant magic dragon in the hunting ground. It was not discovered when the hunting ground was cleaned... No
Marked by magic, I almost actually ate an entire freshman hunting team!"
"The captain of the nearly unlucky hunting team was a child of the Cullen family. It is said that Sir Friedman was very angry about this." The poodle sniffed and sighed deeply: "But the most annoying thing is still
Dean Yao. He is really unlucky."
"That's right, that's right." The fat wizard hurriedly agreed: "It seems that after he became the rotating chairman of the joint meeting, everything was unlucky... There was a return of silence, sand time bugs, and wild beasts.
Demon... Oh, by the way, there is also the group fight between the two academies before..."
"Silence!"
"Shut up!"
The fat wizard's two companions spoke almost at the same time, stopping him from continuing.
The tall and lanky wizard immediately explained: "Since that matter has been quietly suppressed, don't mention it again... otherwise it will cause new troubles, and we will all be the unlucky ones."
"If you are really that curious, you might as well dig deeper into the kitten that had its eyeballs detached by the lake before." The poodle suggested soothingly: "Although the school said it was an accident, it is said that it was an accident.
Things are not that simple..."
"I don't want someone to take my eyeballs out while I'm on patrol." The fat wizard muttered, expressing his prudent thoughts of protecting himself.