Chapter 206 - The Repeated Words are not a Spell
Chapter 206 of "High School of Demon Hunting" opens with suspenseful action: Chapter 206: Chapter 130: The Repeated Words are not a Spell"I Ma Hui Tui!"A white-robed... Keep going!
Chapter 206: Chapter 130: The Repeated Words are not a Spell"I Ma Hui Tui!"
A white-robed Alpha freshman yelled, holding a law book in his left hand and smacking it hard with his right hand on the unfolded pages.
A light grey halo spread out, and the young wizardâs opponentâs legs went soft, kneeling on the ground.
A satisfied smile hung on Hildaâs face.
The sun gradually set, becoming more gentle.
The copper ring and iron nail on the young assistantâs nostrils and corners of his mouth shimmered in the sunlight.
The vitality of youth, he murmured, turning to the other side of the crowd.
"Ge Zhi...tan...xi...apply...here..."
The Jiuyou freshman in a red robe dragged out this lengthy and shaky incantation in a shrill voice.
However, evidently, the binding spell, being a long incantation, demands more breath control from the students. Many fail halfway due to uneven breaths.
Hilda frowned slightly, but there seemed to be no better solution.
Practice makes perfect.
Of course, as the former scholarship student of the first university and now the assistant in charge of the practice class, Assistant Hilda indeed had a knack for mastering the binding spell quickly.
Since the binding spell is a semi-open incantation, the latter part of the incantation can be suitably varied with different phrases according to a wizardâs ability.
An inexperienced wizard can directly express their needs in the simplest language, such as âGe Zhitianxi, trap him!â or âGe Zhitianxi, bind him!â
Hilda believed that if he taught this approach to these young wizards of Astronomy Class 08-1, the freshmen who always fail because they run out of breath on the lawn could certainly learn the binding spell quickly. However, as a consequence, Professor Yao XiaoMi of Jiuyou Academy, with his shiny hair, would surely march into the assistantâs lounge and tear him apart.
After all, this approach is too un-wizardly and inelegant.
Speaking of elegance, Hildaâs gaze involuntarily again turned to a corner of the lawn.
Here, two young wizards in red robes were earnestly practising the binding spell. Compared to the clumsy freshmen, these two studentsâ performances could be described as perfect.
The short male wizard with glasses was holding his magic book with both hands, muttering incantations. Two stems of Ge vine as thick as thumbs sprang out from his shoulders, like a pair of honed iron spears, jagging, jabbing, chopping, parrying, piercing and entangling -- a powerful sight to behold.
The student across from the short male wizard, who had a tuft of erect hair on his head, was following the standard position from the textbook -- holding the book with his left hand, pressing the page with his right, also muttering incantations. The Ge vines he summoned emerged from beneath his ribs, four on each side, just like an eight-tentacled deep-sea octopus, his tendrils being brandished imperiously, remaining immovable despite the opponentâs relentless offence.
Indeed, these two students werenât going back and forth in a rigid practice of the incantations like the other students.
They had already managed to control the summoned Ge vines to make a lot of nimble actions.
Such an ability was rare even among upperclassmen.
Hilda didnât bother to check the register in his arms.
He remembered these two students.
On the First Universityâs admission special_airplane, when a female demon unexpectedly broke in and released her demonic aura without restraint, these two male students stood in the very front of all students.
Even though they were exhausted, they never retreated.
That left a deep impression on him.
One was named Zheng Qing, the scholarship student of Jiuyou Academy this year; the other was named Xiao Xiao, a special admission student of the First University.
Although their statuses are quite special, their surnames are not outstanding in the wizarding world. The scholarship student named Zheng hadnât even received the medium-level education that wizards typically do before entering the First University.
When Thomas reported this, there was a flurry of surprise among the assistants.
Many people began to suspect that the universityâs register was somewhat unstable after the principalâs departure.
Of course, after the school announced the college entrance examination scores of this scholarship wizard, these rumours and hearsays immediately quietened down.
No one would ever doubt the authority of the global wizard college entrance examination.
Thoughts drifted like leaves in midair, aimless. As Hilda appreciated the smooth performance of the two young wizards, he suddenly had a thought.
Should he reward them with a credit point?
The assistant pondered for a moment and finally gave up this tempting idea.
Although the demonstrations of the two freshmen were quite graceful, perhaps their mana was somewhat insufficient, and the ivy they summoned was only as thick as a thumb.
This minor flaw was bound to draw questions.
Still fresh in his mind was the recent small-scale commotion triggered by the credit he rewarded to his sparring student. This young practical lesson teacher could only pray for the class to end without any further issues.
He couldnât hope for more.
If Zheng Qing knew the teacherâs thoughts, he would surely be frustrated to tears.
He and Xiao Xiao werenât incapable of summoning more potent ivies, but adhering to the principle of never wasting what can be saved, the young scholarship student barely summoned a vine that could withstand the attacks from Mage Xiao.
Of course, more importantly, he was chatting with Xiao Xiao.
Since he found out that the summoned ivies could be manipulated just by vision and imagination, Zheng Qing naturally wouldnât waste this free time.
What Hilda saw being chanted were not maintaining spells, but a conversation between two people.
"What do you think that last sentence Matthew said meant?" Zheng Qing, staring at the knot-tied ivy in front of him, pondered.
He was still haunted by the last sentence Matthew Karen had said not long ago.
"You can ignore it." Xiao Xiao inconspicuously skipped this topic. Taking advantage of Zheng Qingâs distraction, a slender vine sprouted from under his rib, like a long worm searching for food, bouncing back and forth in Zheng Qingâs pocket in an instant.
"If you were my enemy, I would be dead already." Zheng Qing raised his hands and resigned first.
"What do you plan to do with it?" Xiao Xiao, after retracting the two ivies on his shoulder, hinted at the little vine under his ribs with his eyes.
Upon closer inspection, the thin, long vineâs top was twined around a familiar Protein Stone ring.
"You could go earn some pocket money on the pedestrian street." Zheng Qing touched his empty pockets and couldnât help but tease.
"You two played well. The girls over there canât take their eyes off you." Xin Fat Man appeared out of nowhere, squeezed between the two, fanning himself with one hand while snatching the magic ring hanging from the ivy with the other. Curiously he asked, "Why, donât want this ring anymore?"
Zheng Qing frowned and looked at the sweat stain on the fat manâs hand without saying a word.
"The key is not this ring." Zhang Ji Xin, hugging his arms, stood beside them and said seriously: "You should consider if theyâll take further actions... this is very important."
"This is quite troublesome." Xin Fat Man shook his head and threw the ring back to Zheng Qing.
Zheng Qing received the somewhat slippery ring and casually rubbed it on his robe.
"Should we report this to the teacher?" After stuffing the magic ring back into his pocket, he glanced at the wandering Hilda nervously and asked hesitantly, "Maybe the school could stop their reckless behavior?"
As a well-behaved good student growing up, every time he encountered disputes between students, he was always accustomed to getting the teacher involved to solve the problems.
"You are a scholarship student at Jiuyou Academy!" Xin Fat Man looked at him with strange eyes: "And youâre a college student now! Donât tattle to the teachers or the school at every turn... Itâs embarrassing!"
Zheng Qing grunted, and his face turned red.
"Evidence." Xiao Xiao negated his idea from another angle: "You two didnât have any conflicts. So, without a solid reason, why would the teacher or the school harshly penalize him? Just because you are a scholarship student?"
"This stuff is clear as day." Zheng Qing muttered.
"Unless you catch him cursing you right on the spot, this would entirely fall under the realm of âfree mind evidenceâ." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, adding:.
"Reality is, there is no bad blood between you and Andrew Taylor - which means there is no motive for him to hurt you. Furthermore, there are hundreds of ways for a wizard to explain why he would steal such a small amount of your blood."
"For example, he planned to give you a birthday surprise." Xin Fat Man said in a nauseating tone: "Something like a blood sacrifice magic ring."
"My birthday is in May," Zheng Qing forced a smile: "So that reason can be ruled out."
"Instead of worrying about baseless attacks, first plan your schedule for the next few days." Xiao Xiao suddenly raised his head and stared at Zheng Qing with a very certain tone: "Didnât you forget something before you made an appointment with Elena?"
Zheng Qing stayed still, his arm held in mid-air, momentarily stunned.
"Someone forgot that after morning classes, he must go back for a nap." Xin Fat Man said in a sing-song voice.
"Someone forgot that if he doesnât nap at noon, his eyes will be swollen like peaches in the afternoon." Zhang Ji Xin also sarcastically added on the side.
"Most crucially, someone forgot that he has to patrol on Saturday night." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and looked at Zheng Qing emotionlessly: "He gave away the time that shouldâve been used for rest in the afternoon."
"Oh! Shit!" Zheng Qing punched his left palm with his right fist, swearing in frustration.
He was utterly engrossed in her beautiful eyes and completely forgot about his patrol duty.