High School of Demon Hunting-Chapter 401 - 70 A Brief Date_1

Sharp whistles came from the resting hunting team not far away.

Deng Xiaojian turned his head and waved his hand in response.

"Since we’ve all met, feel free to contact us if you need anything in the future." The tall and skinny wizard patted Zheng Qing’s shoulder. "We have a training mission tonight, so we won’t bother you with your patrol."

The two freshmen nodded over and over again.

Having just walked a short distance away, Deng Xiaojian ran back.

Zheng Qing looked at him with curiosity.

"This terrible memory... Almost forgot something." The tall, skinny wizard tapped his forehead, complained about his memory, and then looked at the young scholarship student cheerfully, "I heard you’ve got some issues with Friedman of Alpha Academy, and those guys from Sepulano? Anything serious? If you’re in trouble, feel free to tell me... You can also come to Starry Sky Academy and ask for me. Just say you’re looking for ’Deng Zi’, everyone knows."

A subtle expression appeared on Zheng Qing’s face.

Did someone just have his back?

He had only heard about such scenarios in bragging tales from his classmates.

"... Although we can’t just go around killing those charlatans at school, it’s no problem to find an excuse to give them a hard time and fix some minor troubles."

Deng Xiaojian’s final remark froze the laugh that had started forming on Zheng Qing’s face.

The way this tall second-year student talked, it didn’t seem like he was joking.

Was it really appropriate to casually mention ’killing people’? Or is the atmosphere at the Starry Sky Academy always this wild and reckless?

"It’s okay, it’s okay." The young scholarship student waved his hands anxiously. "I’ve talked with Mr. Augustus... There should be no problem."

"Oh!" Deng Xiaojian looked at him in surprise. "Augustus is quite reliable... See you then!"

With that, he waved his hand, turned around, and left straight away.

This time, he didn’t look back.

Not until the hunting team totally disappeared into the black night did the two freshman patrol students leisurely begin their patrol tasks again.

Naturally, their conversation returned to the topic of the hunting team.

"... Maybe those hunting teams really are amazing, but you can’t deny that training in the dead of night is really dangerous." Zheng Qing remembered Deng Xiaojian’s careless demeanor and couldn’t help but shake his head.

"This is a part of the normal training for a hunting team." Lin Guo, who grew up in Beta Town, had a lot of insight into these things: "A real hunting team must be able to adapt to all sorts of harsh environments, including high temperatures, low pressure, extreme cold, dryness, rainforests, and so on. Some advanced hunting teams even train underwater or in deep space."

"What if someone gets injured?"

"Isn’t getting injured a natural part of things?" Lin Guo found it a bit absurd: "If you get injured, go see a therapist."

The young scholarship student opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to argue something.

But upon thinking that this wasn’t the same familiar ordinary world he knew, he eventually closed his mouth reluctantly.

"Anyway, it feels a bit barbaric." He complained as if lamenting.

"Perfectly normal." Lin Guo placed the little fox in his arms back on the head of his own Black Mountain Goat, shook his sore arm, and explained: "Demon hunting is an ancient sport. It dates back to the obscure ancient times. Of course, over time, this sport has become an important part for wizards to train the new generation and maintain internal vitality."

Zheng Qing looked at Lin Guo with squinted eyes.

There was a moment where he felt like it wasn’t Lin Guo standing beside him, but Xiao Xiao.

"... As the owner of the milk tea shop once told me, the world is not peaceful, it’s just in a state of dynamic balance. We can’t expect to spend our entire lives in the peaceful little world of school, without strife."

"Strife naturally leads to injury." The young wizard waved his wand enthusiastically, as if he was battling all the gods and Buddhas in the sky: "If the school can’t even handle this, then what’s the point of our education..."

"Of course, the college hunting party in the first university is relatively safe compared to those real hunting games outside. Schools wouldn’t randomly sacrifice their students to become claws sharpening stones for real demons... As far as I know, the wild demons in the school hunting grounds are all ’familiar demons’ that have been conditioned by the big shots in the research institute. Although they are still ferocious, the chance of getting infected by them is really, really, low."

"In other words, students participating in the hunting game still have a certain chance of being infected by wild demons." Zheng Qing summed up.

Lin Guo pretended not to hear this sentence.

"Speaking of which, should our Knights Group form our own hunting team?" The little wizard abruptly changed the topic: "If we only do odd jobs at the campus hunting party, we can’t earn many credits..."

"What do you want credits for?" Zheng Qing looked puzzledly at Lin Guo: "As far as I remember, your daily performance grades shouldn’t be low."

"Alchemy requires materials, and while the materials in the school are cheap, they still require credits for exchange... I always find that there aren’t enough credits." Lin Guo looked a bit worried.

"I see." Zheng Qing nodded: "Then work harder in class and answer more questions... In my Knight Group, you won’t have the opportunity to join the hunting team."

The little wizard looked at him disbelievingly.

"Why?!" He questioned loudly.

"Because you’re still young... not an adult yet." Zheng Qing gave an absolutely correct answer.

It was an answer that no one could refute.

Lin Guo dragged his magic staff and expressed his dissatisfaction with silence.

The staff’s tip scraped against the stone slab, making ’clang clang’ sounds and disturbing the vicinity.

The Black Mountain Goat snorted, abruptly sped up to walk behind the little wizard, bent down its head, opened its mouth, and bit the tip of his staff, lifting it off the ground.

The Little Fox settled between its horns, wagged its tail satisfyingly, then changed its posture and resumed a coil.

Moonlight was like water, and time quietly slipped away in silence.

...

...

The date with Elena on Sunday afternoon went very smoothly.

You could even say it went a little too smoothly.

After meeting at the Book Mountain Library in the afternoon and then spending the entire time studying the unfamiliar talisman with rapt attention; to having dinner in ’Yota’ on the Pedestrian Street at night, and then attending a class meeting at the teaching building together.

The whole process went without a ripple, and naturally there were no surprises.

The obscure talisman finally revealed some meaning under the cooperative research of the two people. Zheng Qing believed that this talisman should belong to some advanced form of the Suppression Symbol — this was probably the only exciting progress made on Sunday afternoon.

That’s it.

The holding hands, hugs, and even kisses that the young cost student had fantasized about did not happen.

It seemed that all of Elena’s energy was focused on that worn-out notebook and those abstruse talismans.

Even the gift that Zheng Qing had finally managed to hand out — that Bohemian long dress — did not evoke any more joy from the Gypsy witch.

Her look of surprise when receiving the gift seemed to be more about maintaining the young wizard’s last shred of dignity.

"I thought you would give me this gift at the Hunting Dance," Elena made a joke when she received the dress.

This made Zheng Qing a bit embarrassed.

But this little awkwardness didn’t start to subside until the class meeting on Sunday night.

Because at the meeting, Zheng Qing had to face another important issue — of course, it has nothing do with Jiang Yu — the Chief Captain of the Absolution Knights discovered that he had to start considering whether the club should form a hunting team and how to form it.