The sky is very clean.

The few clouds that were the only ones gathered together under the spell of the wizard on duty in the astrological watch, turning into sheep at one time, rabbits at the other, or pinching out the logos of their shops according to the level of investment of some merchants, hanging them in the endless blue sky, slowly drifting.

On the hunting ground, the flags of dozens of official hunting teams were hunting in the breeze, and the flags of the four colleges and the First University were fluttering in the wind higher.

The wide field in the center of the hunting ground belonged to the hunting team and the demons, but now this area was shrouded in a heavy gray-white mist, and there was no hunting team to be seen, no demons to be seen, not even the staff.

There were only clumps of tumbling mist, condensing various forms of alien beasts, wandering and fighting among them.

The stands around the hunting grounds belonged to students from Daiichi University and spectators from outside the school.

The wooden seats are lined up one after another, and the back of the seats is clinging to tiny rattans, on the rattans, the classic song "To the Hunting Ground" is coming out of the blooming trumpet flowers, and the singer is the famous singer of the wizarding world, Bailing Witch, it is said that she is the first wizard to master the soul sound of the mountain alive, so her songs can always make people immersive, and the aftertaste is endless.

It's just that the singer encountered an accident at the concert in Kolkata some time ago and was ill, so he didn't come to the scene today, but just mailed a bag of trumpet flower seeds containing many classic hunting songs to the school hunting meeting organizing committee.

I have to admit that the singing voice coming out of the trumpet flower seems to be able to really touch the soul and make people intoxicated.

But the young student did not forget his purpose, so he tried to block the moving music in his ears, forced himself to cheer up, and looked at the silent figures on the rostrum.

Compared to the seats of the surrounding audience, the seats on the rostrum are somewhat prominent and much higher. The entire rostrum was wrapped in a huge red curtain, and the fine talismans of gold and silver interlaced on the curtain shimmered and emitted a halo of colorful light.

Under the sun, Zheng Qing almost felt that he saw a stream of strong energy slowly flowing between the curtains.

Energy has always been an element of identity, and at all times.

Powerful and powerful people will naturally get a high position, and a higher position and a wider field of vision will naturally make it easier to grab energy - the two have always complemented each other.

For the wizarding world, First University is an obvious core of power.

Therefore, the 'Academy Cup' hunting party held by her naturally attracted many wizards of different identities to come to watch the ceremony and give blessings.

It's respect for the world.

Under the red curtains, there are five rows of black tables and chairs, which increase in number from bottom to top.

There are only three high-backed chairs in the first row, and the corresponding name tags clearly indicate the owners of these chairs: the President of the First University, the Speaker of the Wizarding Council, and the Speaker of the Moon's Council.

It's just that now these three chairs are empty, and none of the big guys are on the field.

The chairs in the second row are a little shorter, but there are many more of them.

To the left of the center line belong to the two vice presidents of the First University, the four deans of the college, several elders of the school committee, and several honorary deans, and to the right of the center line are the guests of the First University: including the members of the Moonlight Council, the members of the Wizarding Council, the representatives of the main institutions of the Wizarding Alliance, and the ambassadors of other civilizations to the Wizarding Alliance.

There were already several figures seated in this row. The legendary number one beauty in the wizarding world, Su Shijun, should also be sitting in this row, but the young public student repeatedly glanced at it several times, and even Lao Yao's pipe was changed twice, but he never saw the legendary figure, and finally had to give up stupidly.

However, during the scanning, Zheng Qing could tell that one of the guests on the right side of the middle line should be the ambassador of the 'Armed Clan' to the Wizarding Alliance—after all, it has more arms, so it is easy to judge.

Although I am interested in these strange-looking aliens, the old shackles in my blood still give full play to the requirements such as 'no disrespect'. Zheng Qing only glanced at the aliens shrouded in wide robes and their faces were unrecognizable for a few moments, then he tried to remove his eyes and continued to look up.

There are more chairs in the third row and the next two rows, but they are still divided by the midline. On the left, there are the vice presidents of the four colleges of the First University, as well as a group of senior professors and old school workers, and on the right are still the guests invited by the school, including the parents and patriarchs of many famous wizard families, some distinguished guests from different civilizations, and even the captains of several famous hunting teams.

Zheng Qing heard the school witches screaming in the stands more than once, calling out the names of those star hunters.

Even Zhang Jixin, who was a little out of the line, bared his tongue and discussed with Xin Fatzi the possibility of climbing onto the rostrum to ask for the hunter's autograph.

"With your drunken appearance, I'm afraid that if you just touched those red tents, you will be sent to the school hospital to lie down for half a month. Zheng Qing looked at the two drunks warily and emphasized: "Just with my shallow talisman knowledge, I have already seen more than thirty shocking rune combinations on that curtain...... Although there is no danger to life, a little mental suffering will definitely not be less. ”

"More than thirty?" Xiao Xiao next to him bit the brush and muttered, "I only saw eleven ......"

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth curled slightly, and he tried his best to show an indifferent expression on his face, and continued to warn in a pleasant voice: "Especially you...... Elder Zhang Da...... You are the main hunter of our hunting team, and if you go to the hospital, we will definitely replace someone else in this position just to be on the safe side...... For example, fat people are good. ”

When the fat man heard this, he was overjoyed, and immediately clenched his fist and hammered his chest.

"No problem!" he howled, "I can be a red-faced hunter, and I can do it...... Don't you want the signature of the captain of the Venus team? Go, I'll look at the seat for you!"

In the latter sentence, he said to Zhang Jixin.

Zhang Jixin slapped the fat man's head.

"Rush me to the rostrum in such a hurry...... Do you want me to die and inherit the name of my lord hunter?!Tell you, impossible! I won't let you get my wish!"

"According to Article 129 of the 1857 Regulations for the Administration of Hunting Teams of the Wizarding League (Third Revised Edition), it is forbidden for any ghostly creature to serve as hunters of the hunting team - except for the ghost clan. ”

Dr. Xiao next to him silently opened his notebook, handed it to Zhang Jixin, and reminded: "So you must remember that if you die, you must not become a ghost...... It's okay to be a groundbinder. ”

The red-faced wizard snorted, squinted and looked at it carefully for a long time, and finally fell into the arms of the fat man, snoring like thunder.