Chapter 226 - The Fat Wizard
Chapter 226 of "High School of Demon Hunting" kicks off with action-packed scenes: Chapter 226: Chapter 150 The Fat WizardThe chirping of insects is chilling.Itâs late by the... Discover more!
Chapter 226: Chapter 150 The Fat WizardThe chirping of insects is chilling.
Itâs late by the big lake.
On the Willow Bank.
A soft breeze and a full moon.
When Zheng Qing was hit by a curse from deep within the forest near the lake, the two elders watching the battle didnât pay attention to him.
They were discussing matters that had nothing to do with the youngstersâ fight.
"So you called me out in the middle of the night just to watch two kids fighting?" the Old Fishmanâs thin hand stroked his smooth walking stick.
In the moonlight, the carved carp on the top of the stick seemed to twist its body contentedly.
Elder Ferna looked at the carp carefully, shaking his head without hesitation.
"Of course not," the old janitor leaned on his wooden stick, nestled against a thick horizontally growing branch of a big willow tree, his tone somewhat relaxed: "Actually, I called you because I wanted to ask about something else."
"If youâre asking about that cat, forget it. Every department in the school has already
"...youâve stayed on land too long...itâs time to go back!"
"Sh...I will remember...sh..."
Were those the black robed wizards who just traded with the Fishman?
A thought flashed through Zheng Qingâs mind.
Maybe they would start fighting because the trade failed.
He prayed silently.
But as an atheist, his prayers did not get answered.
The arguing between the Fishman and the black robed wizards was getting louder. The sporadic words and pungent smell made Zheng Qingâs headache worse.
He even tasted a sensation from long ago in the pain that kept surging.
This made him extremely uneasy.
He began to recite the "Many Heart Sutras" in his heart, trying to divert his attention elsewhere.
Like the curse that attacked him.
For the curse âMy dark yellow horseâ that flew out in the forest, Zheng Qing could only vaguely guess that this was a ânon-lethal curseâ, estimated to cause fatigue and blindness.
He only knew one spell beginning with âMy horseâ.
It was the first spell that the Freshmen of Alpha Academy learned on their practical class this Friday. Assistant Hilda demonstrated it during practice, and the spell was called, âMy Horse Hui Tuiâ.
Zheng Qing remembered it very clearly.
Duan Xiao Jian â he was Teacher Hildaâs sparring partner at the time â collapsed and fell asleep immediately after being attacked with âMy Horse Hui Tuiâ.
And his current situation was very similar to Duan Xiao Jianâs.
Perhaps this curse was an upgraded version of âMy Horse Hui Tuiâ, meaning that the attacker was likely a student from Alpha Academy.
What were people from Alpha Academy doing in Jiuyou Academy late at night?
Zheng Qing found himself starting to get a headache again.
Fortunately, the arguing between the black-robed wizards and the Fishman gradually ceased at this time.
The Fishmanâs heavy panting and footsteps lingered around for a moment before gradually fading away.
What also slowly dissipated was the thick fishy smell from its body.
Zheng Qing exhaled in relief, but also couldnât help sighing.
He was relieved because the Fishman finally left quietly without beating him who was defenseless.
He sighed because at this time, he should have been dragging his spoils to Old Man Ferna for merit and reward, but because of a strange curse, he was paralyzed on the ground.
The reward, gone.
The wasted talismans, gone too.
After a while, Zheng Qingâs vision gradually recovered.
The faint moonlight, the dark and staring trees, the messy lawn, the surrounding scenery became clear one by one.
Accompanied by them was a shadow that gradually lengthened with the moonlight.
A fat wizard swathed in a black robe slowly walked out of the woods.
"Nice to meet you," the fat wizard rasped, nodding politely at him, "Zheng Qing."
Zheng Qing lifted his head, squinted, and scrutinized him.