High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 2163: Chapter 384: The Pig and the Fox

The talisman Zheng Qing mentioned was the reward Professor Yao gave to the members of the Atonement Hunting Team after winning eighth place in this year’s ’Campus Cup’.

At that time, members of the Fringe Hunting Team in the class were among those who received a talisman drawn by a Legendary Wizard. Although they weren’t standard Legendary Tier talismans, the intense aura of the Legendary Wizard during the drawing process made these talisman papers exceedingly powerful.

Obviously precious.

But on the other hand, these talismans didn’t cost the Fat Wizard a single copper coin, coming as a windfall, so calling them ’not valuable’ wouldn’t be entirely wrong.

Most importantly, Senior Linda was going to guard Silent Forest, and a talisman drawn by a Legendary Wizard was certainly more reassuring than a lucky potion.

”Isn’t it too valuable? Will she accept it?” The Fat Wizard pulled out his ’Sleep Without Hearing’, with a hint of struggle on his face, feeling both the pain of gifting away such a precious talisman and the worry of it being kindly returned.

For young people, nothing is more embarrassing than having a gift returned.

”This talisman isn’t as precious as you imagine.”

When Zheng Qing fetched the redwood box containing the transformation potion from the Grey Cloth Bag, he also casually brought out his talisman paper sealed with the ’Soft Leg Curse’, shaking it in front of the Fat Wizard: ”Old Yao didn’t use any advanced technique for this seal, just the standard method. Even with the legendary aura lingering, the shelf life of this talisman is at most half a year... A month has already passed. Look closely, doesn’t the color of the cinnabar around the air inlet look a bit faded compared to the Symbol Gall?”

Xin Fat Man widened his eyes, studying thoughtfully, murmuring, ”Is this really the case? I thought it was different from ordinary talismans... Why didn’t you tell me earlier? Do others know this too?”

”Maybe, I only discovered it a few days ago.”

The young cost student shrugged: ”But don’t worry, there are still several months left, and there’s always a chance to use it... At worst, sell it to the Wandering Bar, won’t be a loss... So I think, if you explain to Senior Linda the ’both precious and not precious’ reason, she’s very likely to happily accept this gift.”

As he spoke, Zheng Qing had already put away his talisman paper, opening the redwood box, and pulling out a transformation potion to sniff under his nose.

In the next second, a wide, red robe gently drifted down from mid-air.

The sprites chirped cheerfully, swarming up, grabbing the collar, shoulders, sleeves, and various parts, dragging the robe back to Zheng Qing’s bed before it could land.

At the same time, a black cat agilely slid out from under the hem of the robe, jumping onto the desk.

”Oh, right, remember to leave a gap in the window at night,” it cheerfully greeted the Fat Wizard, estimating thoughtfully: ”I shouldn’t be back too late...”

By the time the Fat Wizard came to his senses, he was alone in the dorm room again.

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Friedman donned a wide black robe, silently departing from the Karen Family’s resting room.

Although it was still early, many students still roamed Beta Town, reluctant to leave, and with the Karen Family’s resting room located on the upper floors of Alpha Fortress Tower, few students usually visit here, allowing him to walk without encountering other students, leaving prepared excuses unused.

The portraits hung on both sides of the corridor were as noisily as ever.

Descending the narrow and dark spiral stairs didn’t go far before a milky white mist emerged. The wizard wearing a bat mask walked through the fog, greeting the Door Ring Beast on the Bronze Gate, skillfully raising his right hand.

On the leather glove, a red gemstone glowed faintly.

”As the convener, you’re too late today... others too, one after another, truly one generation worse than the last.” The Door Ring Beast faithfully performed its duty, not forgetting to criticize these young wizards’ tardiness.

The Duke adjusted his mask, silently expressing ’respect’, then pushed the door open and entered.

Familiar chandeliers, familiar lighting, familiar carpet, baskets and fruit trays, a familiar oval table, and several familiar—no, five familiar silhouettes around the table.

The wizard wearing a bat mask stood at the door, his gaze landing on two unfamiliar figures behind the table.

Differing from before, in today’s meeting room, apart from the black cat, there was also a pig and a fox, missing Beelzebub wearing the pig head mask and Mammon wearing the fox mask.

The pig was a white-skinned, black-spotted piglet, the fox was a fiery red fox.

”...This inspiration was our new Lord Kannai shared with me,”

The fiery red fox sat upright in Mammon’s seat, arms crossed, its bushy tail spiritedly swaying, its voice hoarse and stiff: ”Compared to the old-fashioned masks, the stealth effect of transformation magic seems better. I can’t think of any reason to refuse it... Beelzebub thinking to use transformation magic did slightly exceed my expectations... I originally thought Leviathan or Lucifer might think of it.”

It raised its paw, greeting the Cat Face Witch and the newly entered Bat gentleman.

”This inspiration is easy to think of, but not everyone is as special as our Lord Kannai.” The Witch with the Cat Face mask had a slightly hoarse voice this time.

”Am I special?” The black cat suddenly interjected, carefully perking up its ears, though projecting a nonchalant demeanor.

”A talking cat, very special.” Answering it was Belfinger with a bird head mask, lazily reclining in a high-back chair, tilting its head, eyeing the red fox with interest: ”Our Lord Kannai claims they work in an ’official department’, barely explaining their special nature... What about you two? How did you circumvent Mendel’s Paradox?”

Mendel’s Paradox is a critical law regarding transformation magic, indicating a wizard cannot simultaneously achieve free species transformation, independent will, and magic power stability.

To make a cat or a fox speak requires stable magic power.

If Mammon or Beelzebub did not lose their minds to let the transformed species erode their independent will, they couldn’t still speak normally as wizards after using transformation magic.

”The impossibility triangle isn’t ’absolutely impossible’, but ’relatively impossible’, which many transformation masters have written doctrines to prove.” The white pig snorted, grunting in answer: ”Just like no clear boundary exists between black and white... taking a small step backward on ’free species transformation’ naturally allows a small step forward on ’magic power stability.’