All Monday, from the moment he opened his eyes in the morning, through morning exercises, the morning Magic Spell Class, and the afternoon Talisman Class, Zheng Qing spent the entire day locked in a battle of wits and courage with that Doggy beneath the Cat Fruit Tree.
And Zheng Qing discovered that Doggy was getting smarter and smarter—it had learned to avoid everyone else's gaze as much as possible and "torment" him alone. It neither barked nor made a fuss, yet clung to him like Dog-skin Plaster, or a shadow.
Zheng Qing felt that he finally understood where the term "Dog-skin Plaster" came from.
But the instant he thought of shadows, the young publicly funded student suddenly realized that, aside from Old Yao, he had another suitable person to consult—an Archwizard who had once cut away his shadow.
Compared with Old Yao's true identity, Su Shijun, who came from the Under the Moon Council, could be considered "aboveboard" and "safe and reliable." Moreover, given the subtle relationship between her and Zheng Qing, he could selectively discuss certain sensitive matters with her, rather than feeling as constrained as he did before other professors.
It was not that Zheng Qing had not considered Senior Colmar. But on one hand, Colmar had only recently advanced in rank and had merely been a fourth-year student before that; he doubted how much help she could offer concerning Doggy. On the other hand, the attacks he had encountered in the North District on two consecutive weekend nights a few weeks ago had left him with a real shadow over that area.
Better safe than sorry.
After parting with Xiao Xiao in front of the library, the young publicly funded student dashed off to Su Shijun's office.
It was afternoon, and most of the Two-Dimensional Evolution Laboratory's