Restless Demons

"...I was delighted to see that in this year's hunting competition, the Judgement Hunting Team had stood out from among so many strong teams, broken free of long-standing constraints, and won this Academy Cup of the main hunting meet with their superb skills and outstanding record."

"I sincerely hoped that next year's hunting competition would see more hunting teams overcome themselves and certain 'set patterns,' harvest more prey in the hunting grounds, and kill the Wild Demon King more quickly."

"Just as this trophy represents."

"You were your parents' hope, the school's hope, and the hope of the entire Wizarding World's future. I hoped that in the future, your figures on the hunting grounds would shine even more brilliantly, and that your achievements would be even more dazzling..."

Old Yao was still droning on from the podium, delivering those impassioned stock phrases. Yet although the spiritual ripples radiating from him were profound and majestic, compelling people's admiration, the students' attention in the surrounding stands was gradually being diverted by certain strange developments.

"Su Shijun is waving at me!"

"Yeah, right! Aren't you afraid the wind will twist your tongue? Maybe a little bug was flying around in front of her, so she only raised her hand to shoo it away..."

"Would there be flying bugs around an Archwizard?"

"Can Magical Creatures be judged by the standards of ordinary flying insects?"

"I saw it clearly! Councilwoman Su really is waving this way! She waved again just now!!"

Listening to the commotion coming from the stands on either side, Zheng Qing's lips twitched as he instinctively moved the Brass Telescope in his hand toward the right side of the podium.

A figure with bright eyes, pearly teeth, cloudlike hair, and misty temples leaped into view. At a single glance, she filled one's