Hunting College

The changes in the North District must have something to do with Senior Sister Kolmar's promotion to the Great Wizard.

　　The closer he gets to the Gini hut, the more Zheng Qing confirms this in his heart.

Especially after entering Gu Diao Street, the jugglers wearing gray robes crowded the street, and their expressions were piously facing the direction of the Jini hut. Zheng Qing never knew there were so many jugglers in the North District, as if they were in the grass field after a spring rain. The bunch of rabbits popping up were dense and dusty. Although the crowd was extremely quiet, the enthusiasm and excitement on their faces made the young public servants feel frightened.

　　 "Next time I come to the North District, I will definitely change into a gray robe." The boy lowered his voice and said to the witch's ear. The two wore completely different from the surrounding gray robes of the magician, which attracted some scrutinizing eyes. This makes him feel very uncomfortable.

　　 Perhaps because he was blowing while speaking, Jiang Yu's earlobes turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 "Have you been to the Gini Hut before?" The witch's expression was still very calm, but she tightened her shawl a little bit: "I came here for the first time. I originally wanted to find a guide..."

　　 "During the winter vacation, I came to the Gini Hut with the fat man and the doctor." Zheng Qing couldn't help but sigh a little when he thought of the experience at that time.

　　 It was on the way to the North District that time, he exploded an evil demon, and forged an indissoluble bond with Satogua. And Senior Sister Korma also successfully promoted to the Great Wizard with the help of Satogua's backlash.

　　Sometimes I think about it, fate is indeed very strange.

　　 "You don't have to wear a gray robe, just a bit simpler." The witch smiled, not commenting on the boys' suggestions. She also noticed the strange eyes around her.

　　The costumes and vibes that are completely different from those of the North District jugglers are both bad and good. The bad thing is that no matter where the two young wizards go, they will attract a large group of friendly or unfriendly eyes; the good thing is that no one dares to intercept them.

　　 Zheng Qing saw more than once, the gray-robed magic masters who maintained order waved their whips and beat the jumpers out of the queue, and then asked them to hold their heads in their hands and kneel down on the street to confess.

And the young public-sponsored student wearing the red robe of Jiuyou Academy can take his female companion and pass through the dense crowd without any hindrance-he doesn't even need to raise the staff like Moses, the crowd will naturally separate .

　　 Even inspecting the entrance of the harsh Sakura Tavern, the gray robe guarding the door, after seeing the two shiny badges hanging on the chest of the young public servant, quietly arched his body to let the two outsiders go.

　　 There was no objection to the jugglers waiting in line.

　　 This feeling is complicated.

"The great sage is upstairs blessing the devout. The two can take a rest in the tavern downstairs." After guiding the two young wizards into the gate of the cherry blossom tavern, the female magician in gray robes arranged patiently. : "All kinds of juices, drinks, and snacks in the tavern are available to the guests."

　　 This female magician is very beautiful, but she is playing with a palm-sized brown frog in her hand. Even when she is talking with guests, she pulls out the frog's tongue from time to time and goes around between her fingers.

　　 But the attention of the young public student was not attracted by the frog. He noticed a word that the gray-robed witch had just used.

　　 "Big Sage?" Zheng Qing's expression was slightly stagnant, and then he asked in a low voice, "Is it Senior Sister Colmar?"

It seems that the boy's direct call of the three words'Korma' made the female juggler feel extremely offensive, her face pulled down, and her tone became harder: "Yes. But in the North District, you too It should be called'Great Sage'."

　　 While she was talking, she yanked the tongue of the brown frog in her hand, bulging out the eyes of the poor worm. Zheng Qing couldn't help swallowing.

　　 and then repeatedly sorry.

　　 He admitted that he was a little bit reckless, but it was not entirely his fault. After all, the title of "Great Sage" is difficult for ordinary people to directly associate with a witch in her twenties who has not graduated from university. According to people's general concept, the title of "sage" is always given to those old wizards who are respected or have a long white beard.

　　 Even if she knew that Senior Sister Korma had been promoted to the rank of Great Wizard, she still had the title of'Great Sage', to be honest, it was beyond the expectation of the young public-funded student.

　　 "I'm not sure, was the cherry blossom tavern last time I visited this cherry blossom tavern?" Zheng Qing muttered after watching the gray-robed witch leave, subconsciously looking around. But unfortunately, although he had been to the Gini Hut, he went directly to the second floor through the side stairs. He had hardly stayed in the tavern on the first floor.

　　 Outside the tavern, devout gray robes filled every gap in the yard, and several cherry blossom trees were also dangling by the crowd, shaking their heads.

　　 Apart from the name, Zheng Qing couldn't find any information that could be equated with the quiet little courtyard in his impression.

　　 "Great Sage," the young public servant chewed on the title, feeling a layer of goose bumps on his back. He couldn't help but fought a cold war and turned to look at Jiang Yu: "Do you remember who the last wizard with this title was?"

"Many," the witch read a long list of names without hesitation: "British Master Merlin, who holds the title of Great Sage in the Royal Court of England; China's Logic Master, has the title of Great Sage recognized by the Wizarding League; classical dimension theory The creator Leibniz, the pioneer of modern dimensionality, Albert, and the creator of postmodern dimensionality, Yu Rui, all have the title of sage... Oh, and our principal, who is also recognized as a great sage in the wizarding world ."

　　 "Give me a minute to remember, this name can list more." The witch finally added.

　　 "No, no need." Zheng Qing felt cold sweat dripping from the corner of his forehead to the back of his neck.

　　 He explained in a low voice: "I just think... Sister Colmar and that title ~www.ltnovel.com~ seem to be a little bit away."

"Distance?" Jiang Yu looked over the vague glass window of the tavern, looked at the pious gray robe in the courtyard, with a serious expression: "No, I think she deserves her name... Do you remember the one who brought us in just now? Witch, is there anything abnormal?"

　　 Zheng Qing remembered the frog whose tongue was pulled.

　　 "She has been playing with frogs, a bit rude." The boy replied immediately.

　　 "You should focus on the more important areas," the witch gave him a reproachful look.

　　 More important place? where? Is that beautiful witch's chest? The boy murmured in his heart.

But Jiang Yu’s next sentence gave him a sense of enlightenment: "...If you pay attention to the surroundings a little bit, you will find that the magical vitality in the northern part of Beta Town has been greatly enhanced, and it is similar to other areas of Beta Town. It's not inferior to that... and the magical power surrounding the gray-robed witch just now is obviously a trace of a standard spell not long ago."