High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 2733: Chapter 954: Elementary "Metamorphosis

Trust is a weighty gift.

A gift doesn’t necessarily have to be enjoyable; it can also become a burden for someone.

As the saying goes, ’One who ties the bell is the one to untie it,’ Jiang Yu is angry ultimately because Zheng Qing lacks sufficient ’trust’ in her—he doesn’t believe she can take care of herself, shoulder more stress, or burst into laughter with him even if they step into the mud hand in hand.

What makes her even angrier is knowing that Zheng Qing does this out of treasuring her.

She wants to be his eyes and see the same direction together, not be a gemstone treasured in a box. Sometimes, relationships between men and women are so subtle.

Understanding this makes it relatively easier to find the right remedy.

As long as Zheng Qing compensates for her feeling of being ’ignored’ and gives her enough ’importance,’ it’s more useful than finding a hundred four-leaf clovers in Silent Forest.

And when it comes to Zheng Qing’s trust, Jiang Yu returns it with her belief—she didn’t spoil the fun by asking why Zheng Qing doesn’t find the Moon Council Upper Member at the school, with whom he has a subtle relationship, trustworthy; nor does she question why Xiao Xiao, Xin, or Zhang Ji Xin aren’t worthy of trust.

He believes in her.

She accepts this trust.

That’s enough.

"——There is a special communication channel between Buji Island and Zhongshan."

The witch carefully pinched the neck of the spire-bottomed glass bottle, scrutinizing the pearl-colored mist swirling inside the bottle, nodding slightly: "At most three days, um, two days, I’ll give you a detailed investigation result on this Infant Spirit. If everything goes well, the time might be even shorter."

Upon hearing Jiang Yu compress the investigation time three times in succession, the slight guilt in Zheng Qing’s heart turned into concern.

"No rush, no rush."

He shook his head repeatedly, slightly emphasizing his tone: "...Ultimately, this little thing hasn’t caused me any harm, so don’t let such a trivial matter affect your original plan."

He picked up his previous worry again, feeling these matters may add extra pressure to the witch.

The witch deftly flipped her jade hand, put away the glass bottle, and smiled slightly: "It’s just a matter of giving instructions, no pressure at all... Instead, you should list out your movements over the past few days for me later; that would save the family diviner a lot of effort."

Movements?

As soon as Zheng Qing thought about visiting Greenhill Mansion yesterday, his face instantly crumpled.

"——How did your conversation go?"

Sima Yangyun somehow wandered to the corner of the classroom, noticing the smile on the witch’s face and the warlock’s sour expression, couldn’t help but smirk, put his hands behind his back, and bent down, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at the two young wizards: "When Xiao Xiao told me the class needed to have a group discussion, I didn’t realize I might have to bear the risk of offending an Upper House Member."

Clearly, this was someone who didn’t mind stirring up trouble.

Zheng Qing suddenly found some courage from nowhere: "...This is none of your business, Teacher Sima."

The smile on the Magic History Lecturer’s face abruptly stopped.

Next moment—

"...Student Zheng Qing, please stand up and analyze the ’Impact of the Rise of Monotheist Church on Wizard’s Dominant Position,’ without using the perspectives from your notes!"

...

...

Although Jiang Yu gave a maximum of three days for the investigation.

But just after a day, before the Transformation Technique class on Thursday afternoon, she already had the investigation results—in fact, before Zheng Qing taught the preparatory class students at Edge Academy, the witch had received the results. Considering the scattered crowd at Edge Academy, she ultimately chose to hand over the report to Zheng Qing before the Transformation Technique class, where the communication was more convenient.

Because this time-turning course had only two students.

"No anomalies?"

Zheng Qing quickly skimmed through the thin report, somewhat surprised to take back the spire-bottomed glass bottle the witch returned, restraining his urge to pop open the stopper, and carefully examining the nearly solidified mist inside.

Jiang Yu shook her head, casually shaking off the black gem cat attempting to climb into her sleeve back on the table.

Zheng Qing’s face showed a hint of embarrassment, silently moving his copperplate book to press down on the black cat’s tail, preventing it from continuing to crawl around.

"No traces of Black Magic, no puppet marks, and no signs of shamanistic, priestly, nefarious mage, or other obscure magical clues, just a clean Infant Spirit."

The witch arranged her notes before class, her voice seemed light: "The elder who assisted with the investigation from our family is very knowledgeable about spirits; he even has books included in the school’s textbooks, definitely won’t make a wrong judgement... As per Locard’s exchange principle, contact always leaves traces... Didn’t you say this little thing hasn’t caused you any harm?"

Indeed it hasn’t.

Zheng Qing weighed the small bottle in his hand, growing even more bewildered.

The black gem cat struggled out from under the copperplate book, then lifted its head, gazing eagerly at the glass bottle rolling in the warlock’s hand, full of eager anticipation. Even the white jade cat emerged from the witch’s collar, tail curled, crouching on her shoulder, looking with reserved desire at the small bottle.

Zheng Qing naturally didn’t care about the two cats’ expressions.

"So how did it climb onto me?"

Pinching the bottle’s bottom and mouth, he raised it in the air against the sunlight, seemingly believing that this way, he could see it more thoroughly: "—Not to exaggerate, even a mosquito now needs to submit a report to the school to land on me."

This slightly playful remark immediately amused the witch.

"Perhaps it really was a ’chance encounter’."

Jiang Yu reached out her finger, teasing the black gem cat, redirecting its attention: "Just like every year someone walks under the shade in school and gets bird droppings on their head, the family elder said these Infant Spirits are highly sensitive to scents; it’s possible they sniffed a scent they very much liked, hence stuck to you, without any harm to most wizards... Ah! Watch out!"

The white jade cat she had ignored spread its claws, angrily leaping towards the glass bottle in mid-air.

Zheng Qing, quick-witted, flipped to put away the small bottle, simultaneously scooping up the clawing white jade cat to prevent it from falling to the floor and getting hurt.

The witch breathed a heavy sigh of relief, releasing the black gem cat’s neck she had been gripping. For beginners like them, it’s not something that can be accomplished in a short time to develop a handy ’body transformation model’.

The black gem cat stuck out its tongue, clinging onto the witch’s fingers with its two front legs, acting as if being reliant on her.

"—I’m glad to see your gem cat has developed a stronger spirit; this is an important foundation for the next step of practicing ’Art of Body Transformation’."

When saying the first word, Old Yao was still outside the door, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared beside the two young people, clutching a pipe, smiling, studying the two gem cats: "In today’s class, you can try performing primary ’transmutation’ to see how much control you have over these two ’body transformations’."

The two cats sat upright in unison, warily watching this ill-intentioned old man.

Before his words even landed, Professor Yao waved a big hand, spreading the initially sparse desks and chairs, clearing out a large open space in the classroom center, then snapped his fingers.

Bang!

A massive double bed suddenly appeared next to the young warlock and witch. The color of the bedsheets, bedcovers, and pillows was brand new, matching exactly Jiuyou Academy’s colors.

Jiang Yu’s fair face instantly turned red.