Hunting College

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Mike King Cyprano sat on the fallen wreckage of an oak tree and meditated silently, with a broken skull of an ogre under his feet, and a thick dragon-skin cloak draped over him. side, completely disregarding the snowflakes on the lining.

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A blizzard blew past, and a tall witch strode to the side of Augustus. She noticed a large black crow sitting on a tree trunk beside the wizard, and frowned slightly.

The crow seemed to be frozen, and even if the witch walked in front of it, it didn't move, and the dark eyes were covered with a layer of white shading, as if the eyelids were covered by Snowflake Lake.

The witch ignored this anomaly and looked at the wizard sitting on the oak wreck.

"The school's designated hunting area has been cleaned up. Hayato-kun asked if he wanted to hunt a wild dragon on the way. He got a clue of a wild dragon's lair from the wandering bar, which is not far from our hunting area."

Although the wind and snow were threatening, the witch spoke at a leisurely pace, as if she was giving a report in the office: "...According to him, it was a Romanian fire dragon. This kind of weather is very beneficial to us."

Seprano remained silent with his head bowed.

The crow was still frozen in place.

The witch lowered her eyelids without any urging. As the current vice-captain of the Cheung Kei Hunting Team, she is also the vice-chairman of the Cheung Kei Club, and has long been accustomed to the occasional 'sluggishness' shown by Ceprano.

After a long while, the wizard seemed to suddenly come to his senses.

"Gloria," he rubbed his stiff face, his voice a little dull: "If it weren't for Friedman, what chance would I have of gaining the loyalty of the entire Alpha?"

The witch raised her eyebrows.

"There is no Friedman, there is O'Brien, there is no O'Brien, and there is Blake." The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, revealing a mocking smile: "Every corner of Alpha Castle is filled with The chaos called freedom, only in this kind of issue, inherits the old stench... The old order will not be broken, and the new leader will never gain the loyalty of everyone."

Seprano sighed heavily, this kind of hesitation was rare in him.

"But the traditional order based on the talent of blood has penetrated into every corner of this ancient castle." Augustus of Alpha College's tone was a little erratic: "The cycle between the old and the new is like two tangled yin and yang fish. , it's hard to imagine what would happen if they were completely separated."

"It's not like your usual attitude." The witch frowned slightly—this feeling of weakness and hesitation, not the Seprano she remembered—she glanced at the crow subconsciously.

The crow remained motionless.

The fat wizard let out a low laugh, grabbed the wide cloak under him, shook it, and shook off the snowflakes gathered on it, and his voice rustled like snowflakes: "Because of ignorance, I have no scruples. The more I know, the more bound my hands and feet are. The more the rules, the more timid...you are not yet dominated by the known fears, so I want to take a little advice from you...if there is an opportunity to improve our bloodlines, but this opportunity It could kill people, a lot of people... Are you willing to take this opportunity?"

"Raising blood?"

The witch's eyes narrowed dangerously: "Dead people are never your main concern. Cheung Kei Club was born to break Alpha's bloodline rules... Alpha's talent comes first, not bloodline."

"So?" Seprano looked very patient.

"So, what makes you hesitate is not fear, but ambition." The witch took out the law book, pointed at the suspicious crow, and pointed out the core of the problem coldly: "You want to have a complete Alpha Castle now, not one Clean Alphard."