Hunting College

On Sunday evening, when several young wizards from the Youxian Hunters were discussing "Shadows in the Sun" and "What Is Objective and Fair Reporting" before the class started, in a lounge in Alpha Castle, the same The head of a club was having an interesting conversation with his members.

This is a spacious lounge. The walls are white and black, the floor is bare, and there are no blankets. There is nothing in the room except a coffee table and a few sofas at the main seat.

There is no armor standing in the corner of the house and ghosts hidden in it, no portraits of seniors hung on the white walls to serve as advisers for later generations, and no golden chandeliers and green bonsais are hung on the roof like other lounges in the castle.

The balcony of the lounge is very large and the light is also very abundant, but the sunlight does not add a little warmth to the room. The decoration style of the whole lounge is very simple, even simple, the only decoration materials that can match the area of ​​the lounge are the matte wall tiles that surround the lounge and the white ouroboros carved on the brick surface. .

At this moment, this slightly shabby lounge was crowded with young wizards in white robes.

Most of them have one or two black borders on their collars and cuffs, and the remaining wizards with three black borders and no black borders are in the minority.

These wizards belong to the emerging society of the First University, Cheung Kei Club.

Because Alpha College did not institutionalize regular weekend meetings like Jiuyou College. The student union has a very high degree of autonomy. It is these student associations that maintain the cohesion among students. Therefore, most of these associations schedule regular meetings on weekend evenings. , Which forms an interesting contrast with the system of Jiuyou College.

Most of the time, the regular meeting of the club is where the cadres report on the work of the previous week, and the leaders of the club arrange the work content for the next week, sometimes mixed with one or two team building or small evening parties.

Just like today, the head of the Cheung Kei Club, Mr. Mike King Seprano, is playing chess with one of his members.

As the seventh place in the star coin sequence last year, Seprano surpassed Sir Friedman, who was also in Alpha Academy, and was promoted to the star knight in the latest Arcana list released in January this year. Sir Friedman only got the title of Star Attendant.

It is said that on the evening of the announcement of the list, Jazz smashed a lot of precious porcelain in his lounge.

Today, when Augustus is still the ‘Star King’, the closer he is, the more likely he is to become the next Augustus. In the eyes of most people, the title of ‘knight’ is obviously a little more noble than ‘servitor’.

In addition, the Cheung Kei hunting team under the name of Cheung Kei Club has risen to six places in the latest hunting team ranking published by the first university, becoming the 11th strong hunting team in the whole university.

All these good news make this lounge in a kind of oppressive joy.

Except for Cole, who is playing against Mr. Seprano.

Cole is a second-year student in Alpha College. He is thin, wearing a black robe, gray hair, deep wrinkles on his forehead, and silver-gray eyes. When he speaks, his voice is short and sharp, and his eyes are erratic when he looks at people, which always gives people a slightly nervous feeling.

"Dawley Green effect," Mike King Seprano held a chess piece in his hand, staring at the chessboard, and explained in a casual tone: "It means'everything the outside does, It can be reflected in his own portrait'. For example, someone stabbed Mr. Dawley Green with a knife, and the knife wound will only appear on Mr. Green’s magical portrait, and will not hurt him."

It was quiet in the lounge, and everyone was chewing the meaning of Mr. Seprano's words.

Cole sat across from Serprano, trembling, as if facing the abyss, walking on thin ice-although he was a member of Cheung Kei Club, until now, he did not understand what Mr. Serprano meant to play chess with himself .

"Cheung Kei will be my'portrait'." Mike King Seprano lifted his eyelids, glanced at the men in the lounge, and said softly: "All the means to harm the Cheung Kei will eventually Hurt me."

The atmosphere in the lounge became more and more depressed, and many people straightened their backs, straightened their chests, and bravely met Ceprano's gaze. It was also mixed with the emotion and excitement of some members of the Cheung Kei Club sobbing.

Cole, who was kneeling on the opposite side of the chessboard, shrank more and more. He tried to hide himself behind the low coffee table, but the effect of this effort was not obvious.

The fat on Siprano's cheek trembled, seeming to smile.

"I like chess."

He held the chess piece with his fingers and flipped it between his fingers, moving his gaze from everyone to Cole, and then moved it on to the end of hope. He spoke in the same voice as before, as if gritted his teeth, and appeared very hard:

"It is not as compact as military chess, where the two sides have been fighting close to each other; it is also not like Go, which binds the opponent and is also bound by the opponent. Chess pieces have enough space for the players to compromise, but there are also clear rules for the players. Here comes the general. You can divination without appearing chaotic...what do you think, Cole."

Cole's face turned pale.

"I don't know how to play chess, sir." The young wizard with silver-gray eyes was very nervous.

"Very simple, I'll teach you." Seprano dropped the chess piece, then drew a Bible from the drawer under the coffee table, put his right hand on the Bible, and said solemnly: "A **** crossing the river can eat horse."

Then ~www.ltnovel.com~ He took his hand away from the Bible, smiled at Cole laboriously, and said, "Since I answered one of your questions, then I hope you can answer me according to the Bible. problem."

He pushed the Bible in front of Cole.

Cole looked at the mottled golden handwriting on the Bible with some anxiety, and the corners of his mouth squirmed.

Behind him, several strong figures seemed to take a step forward inadvertently.

"What do you want to know, sir?!" Cole immediately put his hand on the bible.

"Chess is an activity full of rules, it represents a kind of order: chess pieces can only move according to the rules. The horse walks the day, the phase walks the field, the **** moves forward step by step. But if your **** penetrates into the opponent The hinterland, like this."

As he said, a **** in Seprano's hand arched forward step by step, until it reached the opposite handsome chess player:

"Like this, a **** can kill the old man on the opposite side...This is a sublimation of the life of this pawn! Of course, a horse like Cole, you don't need to take risks like this pawn. "