High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 2680: Chapter 901: Almost Equal, But Not Quite

Meteors have a glow, and where they are seen, there are tails; the places they go will experience war and bloodshed. Seeing them is ominous, and in less than three months, the disaster will occur.

A straightforward explanation: the meteor with a tail falls in Silent Forest, indicating war and bloodshed—an ominous sign that this disaster will occur within three months.

In Zheng Qing’s view, since the prophecy mentions ’March,’ it surely won’t be ’within half a month’ for the disaster to occur.

”It’s not three months yet!”

The young assistant student suppressed his discomfort and turned to Thomas, ”What about their High Priest? Isn’t it said that Uteya’s High Priest has divination abilities comparable to the Great Diviner?”

As they spoke, the two had already walked out of the office building, arriving at the open field in front of the building. Perhaps because of the five-minute ban earlier, the campus was extraordinarily quiet, with no one around apart from the brightly lit building behind them.

”You said it yourself, it’s ’comparable,’” Thomas replied with a tone of caution, glancing uneasily at the dark night sky above, and lowered his voice further, ”When it comes to levels, ’comparable’ means inferior. Even with many secret techniques, Uteya’s High Priest is not a true Big Wizard or Great Diviner... this means when facing an ambush by true great demons or Big Wizard-level Black Wizards, they have little resistance... Moreover, as we know, the High Priest has been in seclusion lately, reducing both responsiveness and strength further.”

A night breeze blew past, and Zheng Qing felt the chill in the wind, instinctively tightening his robe.

”So weak, how do they survive in the depths of Silent Forest?” He took a deep breath and exclaimed, yet was unaware that the words he spoke instinctively were quite rude.

It’s not his fault.

After all, in his view, to survive in the depths of Silent Forest, a tribe must at least have a Big Wizard to barely cope with the successive threats from giants, fire dragons, or other ancient beasts.

Thomas looked at the young wizard reproachfully.

”Don’t lightly use words like ’strong’ or ’weak’ to evaluate a collective.”

His expression became serious, slightly emphasizing his tone, ”Every magic tribe with an ancient history has its survival tactics, whether it’s self-sacrifice, totem worship, divine reverence, or temporary secret techniques to awaken potential... you must understand, not only Big Wizards can survive in Silent Forest. Many times, Big Wizards are merely the last resort in life or death situations for these tribes, meaning they do not necessarily need to expend vast resources cultivating genuine Big Wizards. Instead, they only need someone capable of briefly exerting a Big Wizard’s might, which is the most common choice among tribes now.

Because it’s cheaper this way.

Moreover, their goal is survival, not truth.

Only places like First University, with truth exploration as their objective, pay more attention to nurturing genuine Big Wizards. Additionally, you must not think that just because you’ve seen many Big Wizards, Legendary Wizards, or even ancient beings at school, this world truly has so many powerful entities. In fact, for any organization or tribe, Big Wizards are rare and precious.

That’s why, when the North District Grand Wizard appeared, they could easily pull an entire marginalized group out of the mire.”

Mentioning the North District Grand Wizard, Thomas’s tone inevitably carried a hint of admiration, which is understandable because when Korma enrolled, he was already an assistant, an elite registered wizard at school. Now, his former junior qualifies to join the Magic Alliance Conference, yet he hasn’t found any opportunity to advance further.

Feeling complex emotions is inevitable.

Zheng Qing sympathetically patted his guide’s shoulder, which prompted Thomas to give him a peculiar look.

”A very nice amulet... exceptionally excellent.” He remarked genuinely upon seeing the Haha Beads exposed on Zheng Qing’s wrist.

Given Thomas’s peculiar gaze, Zheng Qing couldn’t shake the feeling there was more to his words, suspecting he recognized the origin of the beads, and subconsciously raised another hand to tug his sleeve, trying to cover the beads.

Thus revealing the Wool Dragon Bracelet on his other wrist to Thomas.

Thomas examined the young assistant rather speechlessly.

”A very nice bracelet... exceptionally excellent.” He repeated the earlier phrase, seemingly straining to think of more compliments but ultimately couldn’t, instead vaguely adding, ”In any case, you should stay safe and healthy.”

Zheng Qing’s face darkened.

Instead, his mind suddenly became clearer, not getting angry at Thomas’s subtle demeanor, but realizing the conversation had been gradually veering off.

”Is it crows?” He asked abruptly.

”What?” Thomas was slightly caught off guard, his expression stiffening slightly.

Inside Zheng Qing, there was now a bit more certainty. ”I mean, was it crows that attacked the Uteya Tribe? Did the assistant group find any clues?”

This time, Thomas paused for a long while.

Long enough for Zheng Qing to secretly stifle a yawn.

Thomas finally spoke again.

”Perhaps.” He replied with caution, but his attitude remained conservative as before, ”Regardless of whether it’s crows or not, the case has nothing to do with you. Until you actually graduate, neither the assistant group nor the school will allow you to approach such high-risk cases... take, for instance, if the assistant group handed this case over to you, do you have enough time to investigate? Do you have enough energy to deal with it?”

Thinking of his densely packed timetable, Zheng Qing sighed deeply.

”In any case, leave this matter to us; you continue doing your studies earnestly. If you have time to spare, take up a few minor hand tasks... that task, we won’t limit you.” Thomas steered Zheng Qing towards Dormitory Hill, ”Tomorrow marks a new week; get to bed early and don’t nod off in Old Yao’s class.”

”Will next week’s Spring Hunting be canceled?” Zheng Qing didn’t forget the reminders from his companions before leaving.

”Probably not.” Regarding this matter, Thomas also seemed uncertain, ”The island’s atmosphere has been poor lately, the school needs to organize an event to cheer everyone up, and Spring Hunting is a good choice... plus, the spring outing during Forbidden Magic Festival was already canceled, making Spring Hunting this spring’s last chance for young wizards to socialize; the school won’t completely close off everyone’s spring.”