Chapter 1009 - Deficiency in Ability
Opening Chapter 1009 of "High School of Demon Hunting": Chapter 1009: Chapter 71 Deficiency in AbilityAfter the flame-faced figure burst, those deep red sparks... Read on for more!
Chapter 1009: Chapter 71 Deficiency in AbilityAfter the flame-faced figure burst, those deep red sparks scattered, alternating with the stars that sprang from Zheng Qingâs eyes, leaving elegant trails on his retina.
Su Shijun blew on her palm and then casually snapped her fingers with a crisp sound.
The binds around Zheng Qing instantly disappeared without a trace.
The warlock immediately sprang up tensely, patting his grey cloth bag at his waist. But this foolish act lasted only a few seconds before he realized, and then he sat back down awkwardly.
"Sorry," he said, staring into Su Shijunâs eyes and speaking in a low voice, "that was just a reflex."
The witch cocked her head, a smile that was not quite a smile on her face.
"How interesting," she said lazily, just like before, "itâs the first time a warlockâs reflex in front of me is to attack... It seems now is not the right time for a chat. If thereâs nothing else..."
As she spoke, she pursed her lips and glanced out the window, her meaning was clearâ if there was nothing else, she was about to respond to that âflame-faceâsâ request, to help Beta Town with the dark tide incident.
There was a slight pause in Zheng Qingâs expression.
"You havenât told me what danger Iâm in," the young cost student complained in an attempt to keep the tone light. To appear friendly, he once again abandoned the use of honorifics.
"Ah, that issue," Su Shijun raised a finger, pressed it against her forehead, pondered for a moment, and then slowly responded, "Because your identity is rather sensitive, so from now on, until the appropriate time comes, you canât participate in any hunts outside of school or engage in other disputes... to avoid accidents."
"Like the incident during last winterâs hunt," Zheng Qing murmured.
"Bingo!" The witch snapped her fingers and continued, "Specifically, you cannot step outside the scope of the schoolâs Guardian Array... Things like that little shop you opened on Pedestrian Street or wanting to go to Wandering Bar for drinks with friends should also be minimized."
"When is the right time? Will someone notify me?" Zheng Qing couldnât help but interrupt Su Shijun. He felt as if an invisible rope was tightening around his neck, making it difficult to breathe, "Why canât you guys just tell me the facts straightforwardly?"
Mr. Wu, Su Shijun, and even Professor Yao and the like, they all seemed to know about him, yet he didnât. That feeling of being kept in the dark was terrible.
Terrible.
"Because youâre too weak." Su Shijun didnât shy away from those awful adjectives, pointing out clearly, "Youâre not even at the level of a registered wizard... just carrying around the Merlin Medal and the title of Great Arcana has exhausted you, seeking help everywhere. Then what about bigger and heavier responsibilities? Do you think you can handle them now?"
Her words left Zheng Qing speechless, and he fell into a deep silence.
"My Talisman Studies arenât bad," he said, forcing a smile after a long silence, trying to salvage some dignity.
"Indeed, not bad," Su Shijun nodded and then gave him a glance, "but thatâs all there is to it. When youâre able to burst a descendant of Satoguya with a single spell, without the need for a Charm Gun, then perhaps youâll have enough power to bear the truth."
Zheng Qing sighed deeply.
He knew he wasnât going to get any more information from Su Shijun.
Picking up the teacup from the table and swallowing the tea, which had cooled a bit, the young wizard suddenly remembered something else.
"Professor Montreya," he muttered the name softly.
"What?" Su Shijun raised an eyebrow.
"Professor Montreya, a professor at First University responsible for bloodline re
Su Shijunâs face showed a hint of displeasure, "Old Yao is the dean of Jiuyou Academy, isnât his face bigger than mine? What does he mean... Why should I write it!"
Zheng Qing, of course, could not join Su Shijun in calling Professor Yao âOld Yaoâ.
"Perhaps the professor felt it more appropriate." His response was vague.
"Appropriate be damned." Su Shijun closed her eyes and let out a heavy sigh, and her figure instantly vanished from the sofa.
Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment and reached out for the fruit dish on the table.
He had been eyeing that bunch of large, purple grapes for a while, but because the witch had been continuously eating them, he had felt awkward about reaching for some. Now that she was gone, the warlock thought he should seize the opportunity.
But before he could peel the grapes, Su Shijun appeared before him once again.
Only this time, the witch was already adorned in a long, red cloak, ready to go out.
"I will write you the letter of introduction," her gaze was pinned on Zheng Qingâs hand as he pinched the grape, her tone slightly unfriendly, "This will depend on your performance... There is less than a week left of winter break, and you should act more responsibly at Poseidonâs."
Zheng Qing was tempted to drop the grape in his hand but felt it would be rude; to eat it directly seemed even ruder.
In his hesitation, he simply held onto the grape as he replied.
"Okay." Feeling the pressure of responding while sitting on the sofa, the young public-funded student stood up, hiding the hand holding the grape behind his back, "Lately I have also felt that Poseidonâs play during the winter break is a bit excessive, tonight, no, this evening, I will take him to the library to do homework!"
The answer seemed responsible, yet oddly strange.
Su Shijun frowned, hesitated for a moment, but eventually did not dwell on this subject.
"Also, donât discuss todayâs matters with your companions... if you donât want me to hit you with a powerful memory erasure spell, then forget everything we just talked about and saw, cleanly and thoroughly." Su Shijun seemed to know what he was about to ask, waved her hand to stop him, "Itâs for everyoneâs benefit. A limited benefit."
Zheng Qing would not discuss the matter with his companions even without her warning.
To be exact, he knew nothing, so naturally there was nothing to discuss with them.
"Oh, by the way," Su Shijun mentioned carelessly before leaving, "thereâs a girl in your class named Jiang Yu who has found out about Poseidonâs relationship with me... of course, sheâs smart and has signed a silence agreement. Hmm, just to let you know, donât act too foolish in front of others."
Zheng Qing turned pale, watching the flash of red disappear into the reception room.