"Thank you."
The boy held up the orange juice in his hand, touched it lightly with the witch, and tried to get away, but at the same time, the witch's voice sounded like a casual chat in his ears:
"Speaking of fat people working overtime, I have a friend who works at the Beta Town Post. She said that last night, the editor-in-chief of the Post got a big piece of news about the school covering up the winter hunting accident..."
Zheng Qing abruptly stopped the foot he was about to lift and turned around slightly stiffly.
"Winter hunting accident?"
The young public-funded student put a smile on his face and tried to look curious: "There were no casualties in this winter hunt? Where did the accident come from? Is the Beta Town Post trying to make a big news again..."
The last sentence is something that the school newspaper people often use to ridicule the Post. Zheng Qing heard Fatty say it many times and learned it.
Hearing the familiar teasing, Barnes couldn't help but smile.
"It's probably not the Post that's making news this time, but the school that's making news." After the witch said these profound words, she easily took over the initiative again: "Speaking of which, when the school's protective circle is deployed,
The Exoneration Hunting Team is also outside...Have you seen...or heard anything terrible?"
"for example?"
"Such as some out-of-control magical creatures...or more terrifying existences, etc." The witch considered, choosing the appropriate words: "Just like those wild dragons and two-headed ogres we encountered."
Zheng Qing shook his head very slowly.
"If I remember correctly, the Victor patrol was also outside the guarding circle at that time." He did not answer the witch's question directly, but tried to re-direct the topic: "Didn't you see anything?"
"After the Exoneration Hunters left, we went in another direction to assist the Violet patrol... Do you know Violet? Violet Jessop, the purple-haired witch in the teaching assistant group, she
He has a good relationship with Victor and also participated in the Battle of Black Prison."
Of course, Zheng Qing was deeply impressed by the witch who once destroyed his rune gun - he also knew that she was not the one who dominated Violet's body at that time.
Linda continued: "... Then a powerful magic barrier and violent starry sky turbulence appeared in the area where our hunting team was, blocking all detection magic... So we didn't see anything abnormal... Everyone
You can guess what happened there, but no one knows exactly what happened. Then, people from the school will come, and the winter hunt is over."
While speaking, the blonde witch kept looking at the wizard's face carefully, as if she wanted to read something from his expression.
But now Zheng Qing can hide his expression very well.
With a warm smile on his face, he stared at the door, as if paying attention to the movements of the guests, and casually agreed: "Well, I know about the same as you... and the fat man should have mentioned it to you.
, the school arranged for us to sign a silence contract... there is no way to reveal more information to you..."
The witch persisted for a few seconds. After realizing that she could not get any more information from the young public-funded student, she had to raise the wine glass in her hand and clink it with Zheng Qing.
Ding!
"What a pity," she curled her lips: "Originally, Fatty might have been able to write a similar report... This would be very helpful for him to get the golden feather."
"Indeed... it's such a pity."
The wizard bowed slightly, but before he straightened up, he heard a slightly teasing voice coming from behind him.
"Dongdong said that you like to tease witches. I originally had reservations... Do you have such a pleasant chat here, does your monitor know?"
With this sound, the whole shop seemed to light up, and the originally noisy environment quickly became quiet, as if a stern professor had walked into the classroom.
The young public-funded student swayed, and the smile on his face quickly became stiff and helpless.
The blonde witch in front of him looked behind the wizard with her eyes shining. She didn't know when there was a pale golden quill in her hand, twisting unconsciously in her palm.
Zheng Qing's heart twitched and he quickly turned around to look at Su Shijun who had just entered the store.
She was wearing a bright red dress, bare shoulders, and a gorgeous necklace studded with large and small black gems and pearls, which made her skin even whiter. Looking at this outfit alone, Zheng
Qing simply thought she was here to attend the Yuexia Dance Party today.
He seemed to notice the wizard's pale face.
The senator who had just entered the door calmly blinked at him, and then the slightly teasing voice sounded in Zheng Qing's ears again: "Don't worry, only you heard what I just said... This sentence is also... a simple one
A little magic.”
This time, Zheng Qing clearly saw that the owner of Qingqiu Mansion did not speak.
He took a deep breath deep in his heart.
Then he realized that he had just forgotten to breathe.
After taking a weak breath, cold sweat broke out.
In just a few seconds, a series of images flashed through the wizard's mind - a moonless night, dirty sacks, an angry crowd, a row of nightmare dolls with their heads cut off, fire and screams, Dylan's coffin
, the singing of the choir, the dark tombstone, and the blood-colored text on the tombstone:
'There is a pile of scum buried here, and the greed in his heart ruined everything'
"Help me arrange an interview with Congressman Su! I will agree to any request!"
The soft and pleading voice of the blonde witch came to his ears, like a mosquito, but the young public-funded student turned a deaf ear and left the former editor behind him without hesitation.
"welcome!"
He greeted the biggest guest at today's anniversary celebration with a loud and calm voice, but his words sounded like a dirty waiter in an inn that was about to close down: "Please come in...what would you like to order?"
Zheng Qing could almost hear everyone in the room rolling their eyes.
The elves were bustling around, holding beautiful trays and carrying various drinks, snacks, and fruits, which greatly alleviated the awkward atmosphere caused by the clumsy behavior of the young public-funded students.
Su Shijun's expression was as indifferent as ever, she nodded slightly, looking arrogant and reserved - which was also in line with her usual image in the minds of others - but outside of her indifference, the young public-funded student could hear the chattering voices of the members of the Parliament under the moon.
:
"Looking at your performance just now, I suddenly realized, have you never participated in a dance held by the Yuexia clan? In addition to the necessary requirements such as clothing, accessories, image and dance steps, how to choose wine, how to greet, and how to communicate with your dance partner
Communication, etc., are also very important content!”
“Do you know what glass should go with Late Harvest Amber Light and Ice Wine?”
"Or bone china, is there any difference between the arrangement of silver tableware and copper tableware?"
"Are there any differences between raising a wine glass and raising a teacup?"
This chapter has been completed!