This is not the first time in recent days that his teammates have doubted his ability to control magic.
"I've been in the trial field for six days, haven't you seen me use spells?"
The young public-funded student was indignant in his heart and choked: "Even if you didn't see it, you should have seen me falling from the sky... Could such an obvious flying spell be fake?"
The red-faced wizard turned his face slightly, seeming a little embarrassed: "Well, it's just a confirmation, it's a habit, there's no bad intentions."
"Shit habits." Zheng Qing cursed in a low voice.
"Normal! Normal! Normal!"
Like a melancholic poet, Fatty Xin looked up at the sky, chanted the word several times, then shook his head and sighed: "I must admit, as a member of your team, I always feel that the word 'normal' is too harsh.
Halberd mouth."
Zheng Qing's face turned darker and darker.
"My magic control has always been excellent."
The young public-funded student gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, shook his hands and cast out a binding spell. Four or five slender vines shuttled between his fingers like octopuses, looking very gorgeous: "Like this
It’s okay...do you think this level of spell manipulation ability will still get out of control?"
Regarding this question, several other members of the Exoneration Hunting Team were noncommittal.
Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and reminded him kindly: "Do you still remember what happened in the freshman competition of the school hunting club last year? Your magic control at that time was no worse than it is now..."
"That was done by the shadow, it has nothing to do with me!"
Zheng Qing stamped his feet fiercely, and the shadow that was originally hiding under his feet lazily stretched out a tail and said hello to several 'comrades'.
Li Meng had quick eyes and stepped on it. The shadow suddenly shrank back and emerged from the other side. The little witch immediately stepped on it again. Just like that, the two brainless people were playing around Zheng Qing.
A game of hide-and-seek and step-a-mole.
Zheng Qing drooped the corners of his mouth and looked at the little witch swirling around him through his nostrils, feeling a little envious for a moment.
"Seprano?" Fatty Xin followed closely behind Xiao Xiao, reminding someone that he was still under probation.
"The blood rune bullets that hurt him have nothing to do with my magic control." The young public-funded student corrected him firmly with a straight face: "Besides, all my rune guns were lost on the battlefield of the Black Prison."
At the mention of the Black Prison Battlefield, several of the companions who had participated fell silent and looked at the young public-funded student with subtle eyes. This made the wizard feel a little embarrassed.
Jiang Yu spoke in a low voice at the right time: "And Satugua...twice."
The first time he destroyed the son of Satugua, and the second time he completely destroyed a small world. Of course, Jiang Yu was still very kind and did not mention that someone once destroyed half a street of glory in the North District of Beta Town.
Deeds.
The young public-sponsored student let out a heavy breath and showed some annoyance: "Who would have thought that a dignified outsider would do something to a penniless little wizard? That was a complete accident, and accidents are always uncontrollable!"
Xiao Xiao made a gesture of understanding: "We can continue to give examples, and you can continue to argue, but you can only choose one excuse or fact, just like fish and bear's paw, you can't have both. Of course, as a fortune teller
, I prefer to speculate on the greatest possibility of the future through facts."
"As a client, I will never promise to give up excuses." Zheng Qing said bitterly.
He knew the truth of what his companions said, and their concerns were justified.
But knowing is one thing, accepting is another.
This has nothing to do with honor or pride, but because the most fundamental reason for all 'accidents' lies in the forbidden curse hidden deep in his soul, but he has no way of explaining this fact to his companions.
"So, Merlin bless you, you have to be a little more restrained this time."
Zhang Jixin stepped forward and patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder: "I don't want to follow you to Linzhong Lake after the trial meeting to pick up the feces that the fishmen threw on the shore during the semester."
Zheng Qing sighed.
"Merlin may not be able to bless me." He muttered, and finally listened to the opinions of his companions and sorted out the magic power in his body again: "...if necessary, I should also call 'Sir bless'."
…
…
After all, Zheng Qing had no chance to shout the words "Sir, bless you".
Preparations before the raid were tedious and complicated.
But the whole process of the battle was lackluster.
After the six hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team used the Disillusionment Curse to approach the camp at the edge of the mountain, they only used a few soft leg curses, confusion curses and binding spells to easily kill all the ogres staying in the tent.
An ogre who was drinking soup didn't even have time to put down the bone bowl in his hand before he was tied into a rice dumpling by vines and hung under the beam.
None of the evil-repelling charms that Zheng Qing prepared for everyone in advance, the magic-replenishing potion that Fatty prepared for everyone, and the dozen or so backup plans prepared by Dr. Xiao Da in case of a failed raid were used.
This is a good thing.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yu and Li Meng began to survey the earth's atmosphere and prepare for the erection of the magic circle; Zhang Jixin and Xin got into the tent and broke the necks of the prisoners one by one - in fact, the work of twisting the necks was
The red-faced wizard was responsible for everything, while the fat man was responsible for wielding a silver knife to cut the most valuable trophies from the prisoners.
For example, the heart of the ogre. This fresh magical material needs to be soaked in absinthe as soon as possible. It can not only become the power source of the alchemical golem, but also provide raw materials for many special-purpose potions, such as Thomas giving Zheng Qing
The blood-replenishing potion I took.
Another example is the eyes of ogres, just like the eyes of fishmen or centaurs. After the death of these demihuman magical creatures, their eyes will turn into gems. Compared with natural gems, the texture of these gems may be slightly inferior.
, but for many students at the First University, they do not need precious gems with high purity or strong brightness. As long as they can meet the experimental requirements, they can throw even the eyes of a slug into the mortar without changing their expressions.
Grind into powder.
There is also the ogre's spinal nerve, which is an excellent carrier for making magic circuits; the ogre's thigh bone, embedded with magic gems to make a staff, will become a popular 'school supplies' for students of Starry Sky Academy; if
With more time, Fatty Xin even hoped to skin a few ogres completely. No shop that sells magic books would refuse such high-quality raw materials.
But time was a bit tight after all.
The fat man only had time to peel off their scalps and back skins, and Xiao Xiao, who was responsible for observing the surrounding environment, alerted everyone.
"The ogre hunting party is back!"
The fortune teller's urgent and clear voice echoed in the ears of every young wizard: "They have circled out of the foothills... They are moving very fast, and they are expected to approach the camp within five minutes!"
This chapter has been completed!