The streets are becoming more and more lively, and the white noise mixed with the smell of food spreads through the streets, such an environment not only does not make people want to get out of bed, but also makes people want to stay in bed for another ten minutes.

Enacillin vaguely thought the same thing, but alas, he slept too far away.

He listened to the white noise coming to his ears and wanted to roll over lazily.

"Bang!"

"Shhhh

Enacyrin sat cross-legged on the ground with the back of his head in one hand and the quilt in the other.

“...... I'm definitely going to sleep against the wall tonight. After a while, he casually threw the quilt that had fallen off the bed onto the bed, then pulled out the slippers from under the bed that he didn't know when he kicked them in, put them on, and lazily dragged them to the bathroom.

After tidying up, he checked his clothes to make sure they were all dressed, and then went out and took out breakfast from the small box hanging at the door—this was specially ordered for him by Lien, and someone would put it in the incubator at the door at half past six every morning.

The configuration of breakfast is generally staple food + drink + fruit, which is matched by the food delivery agency, like today's breakfast is a bottle in a glass bottle, with milk and a cheesecake with the fruit flavor of "Stropolis", and the fruit is also red "Stropolis".

Putting the last sweet and sour "Stropoli" in his mouth, which was sweet and sour but dominated by the sourness, Enacillin ended his breakfast.

"Sure enough, this season is not suitable for eating 'Sildropoli', it is obviously a winter fruit, why are associations and organizations keen to grow in summer......? Hey, that's probably wealth. He shook his head, put on a pair of lightweight black half-palm gloves that covered only five fingers, and put on a pair of long boots.

Hidden in the boots were a pair of short knives given to him by Eglesh, the blades and scabbards of the short knives were thin enough to be hidden in the boots, and when they were covered by robes, there was nothing unusual to be seen. As for the gloves, they are used as decorations, and Enacillin feels that it is more special after wearing them, and it is easy to add something iconic to Cillin as a person.

Everything was ready, and he walked out of the house with the gloom characteristic of Sirin on his face.

He's going to pick up a hunting mission today, so he'll borrow another trip.

......

Getting off the strange tram again, Enaxiline shook his drowsy head and walked into the mission halls on the second and third floors.

The layout of the two floors is basically the same, and they are divided into rooms according to mission categories, and each room is responsible for a category of hunting missions, for a total of seven rooms in six categories.

The seventh room, the points exchange office, is located in the very center of the floor, circular in shape, with glass walls and a radius of twenty meters. The room is connected to two floors, with staff workstations on the periphery and a nine-meter-high wooden cylindrical storage psionic object on the inner floor with a radius of fifteen meters and a height of two floors.

According to the sign in the lobby on the second floor, the staff can directly use a special charcoal pen to write down the type of item to be retrieved, and it will project the item onto the glass as needed.

"It's not as intelligent as Calencina, is it?" Ernacillin raised an eyebrow, and after reading the description of the two layers on the stand, he confirmed that this large psionic item only operated like a set machine, and there was no intelligence.

There are quite a few standing organizations like this, which are specially for new members, after all, old members don't have so much time to bring new people, and they are also busy with life.

......

"Alas, when can I get off work, it's so boring to be a guide. The ordinary-looking but very energetic short-haired girl sitting at the front desk complained to herself, and it could be seen that she was not a girl with a good personality.

She looked at the people coming and going, and looked with some envy at those who had entered the mission room and came out with rolls of parchment with strange logos.

"Well, when will I be able to go out on an adventure, Mom and Dad, I'm sixteen and won't let me go outside the 'tower' to see ......" The girl muttered with her chin propped up, puffing out her cheeks and slightly dissatisfied.

She looked around at the crowd, and suddenly, she saw a handsome and sharp gentleman in a black robe, with short silver-gray curly hair, walking towards her, he was pale and gloomy, but unexpectedly easy to distress the lady.

The girl hurriedly got up and spoke a little nervously: "Please...... Is there anything I can do to help you?" she spoke nervously as she met the other's silver-gray eyes.

"I'd like to ask if there's a mission to hunt evil creatures, either in a team or alone. Ernacillin's tone was very flat, he had encountered this kind of thing too much, and he was a little numb.

"Ah, you can go to this, go to Room Five, where the commission to hunt evil creatures is usually issued. The girl was a little nervous and didn't dare to look at each other.

"Well, thank you. Enacyrin nodded politely to her and turned to walk towards room five.

Room 5 is located on the third floor, and there are significantly fewer people on this level than the previous floor, and room 5 is one of the lesser-known task rooms.

Enacyrin walked into room five, and there was a middle-aged man with a big beard and a stocky appearance.

The room smelled of alcohol, and the man's ruddy face showed that his wooden cup was filled with a high number of liquors.

"Pick up ...... Take the mission?" The man burped, and after seeing Ernacillin nodding, he glanced at the plank in front of him, "No, a team just picked up the last one, no, but, they lack a spellcasting system, if you are, I can contact them, Hiccup." ”

"Trouble. ”

"Oh. The man took off the telephone microphone hanging on the wall and fiddled with the dial a few times, "Help, help me transfer, transfer Calle, just the boss of the hunting group." ”

"Shadow?"

"Ah, yes, go to Calle, Hiccup. ”

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's me, Mullen. Didn't you lack a spellcasting system? ”

"Are you sure you can do that task?"

"Uh, wait. Sir, please show me your ID, you need to confirm it. "The man seemed to be a lot more sober, at least less incoherent in his speech.

Enacyrin took out the black and gold ID from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Black ...... Black gold?!" The man's eyes widened, he glanced at Ernacillin uncertainly, and then carefully checked the documents, and suddenly, he excitedly shouted at the other side of the phone: "Wait, it's actually a red line? Hey, Calle, it's confirmed, you can definitely do that task." ”

"Red Line?!Let that gentleman wait a little longer in room five!I'll go over at once!" The person on the other end of the phone obviously didn't expect that the spell casting system sent to the door was actually a red line, and his tone was very eager, for fear that the gentleman with a special and powerful status would leave if he came late.

Ernacillin was stunned for a moment, and glanced down at the document without a trace, and under the refraction of the sunlight, there were six extremely thin red lines on the black cover, which were easy to ignore.

He certainly knew what the red line meant. Unlike the yellow line, which represents rape and killing, the red line represents that the person has solved an enemy that is stronger than himself, the darker the red, the stronger the person who has been solved, and the number of lines represents the person who has been killed, but this has little to do with the color of the line.

The reason why Enacillicillin didn't find this red line was because he had dealt with a leader (S)-level psionic envoy, which caused the red line to be a little black, which was not obvious on the black background documents. These six extremely thin red lines mean that he has solved a total of six people, and when they reach ten, these lines will be combined into a thick line.

In the organization, the gold content of the red line is extremely high, and the lines of other colors cannot be compared with the red line in any way.

"May I sit down, would you like some wine?" Mullen had already sobered up, and anyone who was so frightened in the morning would immediately wake up.

"No need, I'm not in good health, ahem. Enacyrin coughed lightly in a hoarse voice.

"Is this because of the root of the disease that fell in that battle?" Mullen tentatively spoke, in his opinion, Enacylin, who could have such a dark red line, must have been fighting with the other party for a long time.

"No, it's the price of gaining power, ahem. His tone was flat, but the man heard a little vicissitudes, which did not match the handsome, youthful appearance of the other party.

But Mullen didn't doubt it, and he wasn't surprised. "There is always a price to be paid for gaining power, and it is better to be better than the gatekeepers who are so indifferent that they will probably not be interested in anything other than those related to God. I doubt they're human. ”

"Ahem. Ernacillic coughed a few times, glanced at him lightly, glanced at his own documents, and signaled that he could not talk nonsense.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot ......" Mullen shook his head, from Ernacillin's move, he knew that the other party didn't care, just kindly reminded himself.

"Mullen, that gentleman is still ...... Uh, sorry, I was rude. A slightly rugged male voice broke the moment, and he saluted with some embarrassment when he saw Ernacillin.

"Introduction, this is Calle, the head of the 'Shadows'. Mullen pointed to the people who had arrived and introduced him to Ernacillrin.

The black hair was dense and slightly curly, looking about thirty years old, and Kahler, who had a pair of dark blue pupils, smiled slightly, completely lost the rugged appearance just now, and looked like a very attractive middle-aged successful man.

"You can call me Cillin. Ernacillin's tone was very light, and he thought in his heart that every time he said the name that had been made up by cutting off the last two syllables of the name, it was like cutting a whole loaf of bread into two pieces, it didn't look like much, but he himself just didn't feel complete.