High School of Demon Hunting
Chapter 1332 - 79 Analysis

Chapter 1332: Chapter 79 Analysis

After the divination had ended, the old Fishman priest picked up the dragon skin cloak that hung from his bone staff, shook off the lice and dust, and draped it back over ’Yagneg’s head.

Meanwhile, a young Fishman in a gray short robe, holding a huge shell, stumbled out from behind and approached the group of young wizards. He held his head low, intimidated and silent.

The old Fishman glanced at him sideways and muttered under his breath, seemingly cursing.

Korma was the first to throw a silver dime into the shell.

The young Fishman struggled for a while and finally squeezed out a ’thank you.’ His voice was very low, almost like a mosquito’s mumble, and it carried the distinctive airy tone of a Fishman’s accent.

The others suddenly realized that they were supposed to give a tip.

Some, like Zheng Qing, who disliked the previous smoke inhalation and was not particularly interested in the old Fishman’s divination, just threw a few copper coins into the shell; others, like Little Fox, perhaps finding the young Fishman cute, made a show of generosity by taking a gold bean from the bell around his neck and tossing it into the shell, which made Zheng Qing wince.

"Spending someone else’s money sure doesn’t hurt," muttered the young state-funded student to himself, reaching out to fiercely ruffle the fur on Little Fox’s neck—no, it was his mother’s field, spending mother’s field doesn’t hurt. He hadn’t given the gold coin.

Of course, he ultimately did not fish out the gold bead.

After leaving the nomadic Fishman’s tent, Korma said goodbye to the young wizards. She needed to meet with her subordinates to continue procuring live frogs for the Northern District wizards.

And Jiang Yu returned to the school with two warlocks.

On the way back to school, Zheng Qing was very curious and asked Xiao Xiao about the experience of using the spirit-channeling divination. Before that, he briefly repeated the words spoken by ’Yagneg,’ omitting a small part. He didn’t mention the phrase related to the ’witness’ to Xiao Xiao.

"Spirit-channeling divination feels exhausting, but not in the usual sense we think of," Xiao Xiao pondered for a while before finally making a vivid analogy: "It’s like when we sometimes dream at night that we are running or climbing, or being chased by demons, and the exhaustion you feel upon waking... Tiring during the dream, and briefly tiring after waking up... but a little rest makes it better."

This analogy immediately gave Zheng Qing a very clear impression.

"...at the beginning, we didn’t ask any questions, did we?" Jiang Yu then brought up a oversight from earlier in the tent, asking Xiao Xiao, "How did you start talking the moment that skull was put on your head?"

"It’s like a conductor," added Zheng Qing.

Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes.

"Don’t use the term ’skull’—it sounds horrible." He lectured, "’Yagneg’ is a being of actual divine status... although Its current condition is quite bad."

Zheng Qing suddenly thought of the Moon God entangled with Elena, and his mood sank.

Jiang Yu seemed to know what he was thinking, grabbed Poseidon’s paw, and comfortingly patted the warlock’s cheek. The furry paw made Zheng Qing feel slightly better.

Xiao Xiao, out of sight, out of mind, hugged his head, gazing up at the starry sky, speaking slowly while walking:

"Although you didn’t ask questions after entering the tent, I had questions in my mind. The moment Yagneg was set upon my head, It insightfully perceived my confusion... So the first thing It spoke about was related to goat milk. That was my most troubling issue."

"Evil," Zheng Qing murmured, recalling Yagneg’s words: "Chunks of meat, tentacles, a big mouth dripping with slime... Sister Korma said she knew which being from the starry sky it was, do you know?"

"Nicolas," Xiao Xiao said calmly.

"Who?" Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows—his first thought was of the classmate who had repeated a year, Liu Fei Fei’s boyfriend—and he exclaimed in surprise, "Nicolas?"

"Don’t speak that forbidden name!" Jiang Yu cried out in alarm.

Clearly, she knew whom Xiao Xiao was referring to.

"It’s okay, we’re at First University." Xiao Xiao reassured her with a glance and then patiently explained,

"Shub-Niggurath, a powerful Outer God, has epithets in her divine name like ’Goddess of Dark Harvest, Supreme Mother Goddess, The black mountain goat of the forest that breeds thousands of offspring’... We can easily find the connections between them from certain key points."

"But you need to be careful not to talk about this name outside of Buji Island. It will attract the watchful eyes from the depths of the starry sky. The weight of that gaze is too much for any ordinary registered wizard to bear..."

"Hold on." Zheng Qing raised his hand, stopping Xiao Xiao from continuing his explanation. He tilted his head, staring at Xiao Xiao, "Mountain Goat of the Forest? Black Mountain Goat?"

He emphasized the last three words.

Lin Guo’s pet, which had recently gone missing, was a black mountain goat. Zheng Qing had a deep impression of it. That black goat was very old and seemed quite intelligent.

Xiao Xiao knew what he was implying and nodded, "...In fact, this is also what I’ve suspected. The timing of Lin Guo’s black mountain goat’s disappearance is too coincidental, especially since students at the school suddenly began drinking goat’s milk... If it weren’t for First University, I would suspect that Nicolas had quietly infiltrated Buji Island."

Zheng Qing cleared his throat and glanced at Jiang Yu.

The witch was holding Poseidon’s arm somewhat stiffly.

Both recalled the night that destroyed a street and thought of the Outer God’s projection they had faced before. Particularly Zheng Qing, who thought of the ’witness’ mentioned in a divination by Yagneg, felt this guess was confirmed.

Xiao Xiao, sensing the peculiar atmosphere flowing through the air, lowered his arms and looked around, "...Is there something I should know?"

Zheng Qing coughed again, and Jiang Yu, with her head lowered, toyed with Poseidon’s big tail, maintaining her silence.

"Cough," the warlock, with some reluctance and not mentioning that night’s incident—it was hard to explain how he had escaped from Nicolas’s grasp—diverted the topic:

"I mean, Professor Garcia had mentioned before that the longevity tortoises at Lin Zhong Lake saw a cat fighting a black mountain goat... I thought that black goat was Lin Guo’s pet. But now it seems, could that black goat have been the shadow of Lady Nicolas you mentioned?"

Xiao Xiao nodded, then shook his head.

"Any manifestation needs a vessel." His tone became serious, and his words weighed heavily on everyone, "The most fitting vessel for ’The black mountain goat of the forest that breeds thousands of offspring’ on the island, as far as I know, was that black mountain goat."

Zheng Qing forced a smile.

"Was that black goat planning to destroy the world?" He skipped that guess, repeating the previous divination content with a slightly exaggerated tone: "What about rivers drying up, forests burning, thunderous roars... and castles failing to protect us... We don’t live in castles, do we?"

Xiao Xiao pursed his lips, a rare awkwardness appearing on his face.

"It’s not necessarily related to Nicolas." He replied with little confidence: "Initially, I was thinking about the goat’s milk... but as my vision elevated—my sight wandering through the river of time along with Lord Yagneg—I couldn’t help but take a few extra glances at the school."

"So the latter part of that wild divination might relate to other troubles at the school... not necessarily the goat’s milk."

This answer provided little reassurance.

In fact, it was worse.

If even the school couldn’t protect them, where else was safe?

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