At the end of the plenary meeting of the Knights of Yousin, Deng Xiaojian's reply to Zheng Qing also flew back.

In the letter, the sophomore of Star Academy readily agreed to the request of the young public-funded student.

What is particularly satisfying is that Deng Xiaojian mentioned in his reply that his hunting team has just finished intensive training before the competition, and the team members just need a period of soothing preparatory training.

"Perhaps we can help your hunting team with their 'person-to-person' training, and I'm sure my companions will be happy to meet you young wizards. ”

Zheng Qing held the letter paper and read Deng Xiaojian's reply aloud, with a bright smile on his face.

"That's it!" Zhang Jixin slapped his face excitedly, his red face shining under the white tube: "Maybe we can borrow their training ground...... Coaches, training grounds, plus formed teams...... We've built the most basic framework. ”

"Which hunting team is the 'Deng Zi' you are talking about?" Xiao Xiao was obviously more interested in the identity of the new coach of the hunting team.

This question made Zheng Qing stammer.

Come to think of it, it seems that he never paid attention to it.

So in the end, the young government-funded student could only explain vaguely: "...... He is a sophomore at Star Academy. His cousin and I are neighbors, and he opened a crude medicine shop on the palindromic book...... Our hunting team only needs to carry out some basic training, and any experienced hunting team can do it. ”

That's true.

Dr. Xiao noticed the embarrassment of the government-funded students, shrugged his shoulders, and did not continue to get to the bottom of the matter.

"Remember your mission!" Before going out, Zhang Jixin shouted again in a loud voice: "Discuss with that 'Deng Zi' tomorrow to determine the training time and content...... If we need to make other preparations, be sure to fly the paper crane in advance. ”

"Okay, no problem. Zheng Qing snorted and enthusiastically sent several members of the knights out of the dormitory.

"Also," Zhang Jixin leaned on the door frame, revealing his head, and added: "Jiang Yu or Liu Feifei...... You take the time to talk to them, there are a lot of things going on with the managers of the hunting team, and they must be determined as soon as possible. ”

"No problem, okay. Zheng Qing laughed, sent the responsible master hunter out of the bedroom, and then closed the door with a 'snap'.

In the dormitory, Fat Xin had already buried himself in the quilt, squinting his eyes, as if he was asleep and waking up.

The orange cat nestled in his hand, clumped in a ball, and purred long.

The elves flew around, picking up balls of paper that had fallen to the ground, sorting out overturned books on their desks, broken scraps of paper, and disposable cups that had been used.

The bronze mirror hanging under the ceiling rotated slowly at a constant speed, and a faint yellow light flashed from time to time on the mirror.

"I always felt that I was not fit to be the head of the Knights...... Or the captain of the hunting team. Zheng Qing fell headlong on his bed, hummed weakly, and said to Dr. Xiao Da, the only one in the dormitory who was still in good spirits: "How about you come to be the head of the regiment to forgive crimes? I think you must be better than me......

Xiao Xiao was originally lying on the table and writing hard, but when he heard the idea of retiring from the public scholarship, he was stunned, and he didn't speak for a while.

Instead, the fat man Xin who was stunned opened his mouth first.

"No, no, no. The fat man waved his stubby arms, arched deep into the bed, and said vaguely: "The doctor is more like a staff officer...... It's the staff, the military advisor...... Don't just think about what you have and don't have, go to bed quickly, there will be a lot of trouble tomorrow...... Call...... Whew......"

As he spoke, he fell asleep.

"Or Zhang Jixin is not bad. The young public-funded student was still a little lacking in confidence, and sighed and said, "Although the elder's temper is a little short-tempered, his words are still contagious...... And it's very organized. ”

"So he can be a good master hunter and not the captain of the hunting team. Xiao Xiao seemed to have finally reacted, and said slowly: "It's like I'm not good at speech and my ability to act is weak...... Elders are also not suitable for delicate planning or sorting out tedious information. ”

“...... I'm not good at anything. Zheng Qing weakly affirmed.

"You don't need to know that. You only need to be responsible for coordinating and arranging. Xiao Xiao turned his head, buried his notebook again, waved his hand, and said, "Just leave the rest to everyone to work together...... Like the fat man said, you should go to bed early, there are a lot of things waiting for you tomorrow. ”

In other words, is the captain playing the role of a mediator? Zheng Qing squinted his eyes and secretly wondered to himself, then his usual task is to say 'yes' with a smile during the meeting, and wipe everyone's butts after the meeting.

Tsk, I don't know why, there's always a subtle feeling of being pitted.

The young student was cranky and fell asleep in a daze.

......

......

When the knights of the Knights of Guilt gathered in dormitory 403 for a meeting.

Alpha Academy, the Cullen family's lounge.

Sir Friedman Black Cullen and his cousin, Matthew Cullen, are standing on a remote terrace jutting out of the castle to admire the moon.

The balcony is carved from a single block of white marble. The ornate carvings shimmer softly in the moonlight and are mesmerizing. It is said that when the terrace was first opened, the Cullen family stuffed each of the railings with a wailing demon spirit.

From left to right, there are 72 columns.

Then there should be seventy-two demon elves buried inside.

Whether there is really a demon soul in the pillar, Matthew Cullen does not know. But the vivid faces that appear on the railings, the graceful lines that seem to be real, and the intricate details that can almost be fake, seem to confirm something on the side.

Matthew stared at a fence carved into the shape of a witch, and looked at its side closely, always feeling that she had a slight resemblance to the gypsy witch in his class.

Until his cousin broke the quiet night.

“...... I've got you covered. Sir Friedman shook the burgundy cup in his hand, looked at the bright red liquid in the cup, and said slowly: "There are a few outstanding newcomers in this year's Alpha Academy, you can form a hunting team with them to participate in this year's newcomer competition......"

"Rookie race?" Matthew was a little surprised: "Is it necessary to participate in this kind of side event?"

"It wasn't necessary. Sir Friedman turned his head, his blue eyes looking a little deep in the moonlight, "But since Seprano is going to be in the limelight in this game, I can't let him be pretty." ”