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You silently watch everything happen, watch the Thorn Totem leave, watch the two teenagers stay in the hall waiting for the upcoming Rachel and Maxesley.

The man and woman didn't come,

But seven people came. The leading woman fits the image described in the "Thorn Totem", and it seems that she is the witch.

So-called witches are generally considered to be special beings between demons and humans in this world, and they can stay young forever and have strange abilities that distinguish them from ordinary spellcasters, such as flying and refining secret elixirs. Since its energy mainly comes from the demon who signed the contract, its identity is basically a demonized version of the priest. Most of them belong to the evil camp, but after all, the heart grows in people, and there are good ones among witches.

In a word, many people have never seen a witch in their entire lives.

"President, do you want to buy secret medicine?" There is a girl dressed as a low-level warrior in front of you, who calls herself a witch, similar to a door-to-door salesperson who sells goods and sells wild medicine. Red hair, faint freckles, big breasts, delicate facial features, it seems that there are no other adjectives.

The so-called witches, in this world, are generally considered to be indecent, living by sucking the essence and blood of men, good at seduction, and often use bewitching as a weapon.

"President, people have come all the way to pursue you, why don't you keep quiet? Not interested in secret medicine? What about others?"

The so-called witches are often rumored to be good at divination and predicting the future, and historically they have always seen opportunities and controlled the operation of everything behind the scenes.

“...... However, you are exactly the same as what people see in their dreams, so handsome. "There is a in front of you who can't tell the difference between spring dreams and reality, hugging you and groping your back muscles to make sure that it feels the same as in your dream.

This self-proclaimed witch girl is just a red-haired warrior no matter how you look at it, followed by six younger brothers.

...... Why is she here?

"Excuse me, this young lady, are you here to register as an adventurer?" Fieltin apparently had the same question, and gently tore the witch from you.

The witch tilted her head and repeated, "Register?"

"The Thorn Totem said that you will be here soon. ”

The witch tilted her head and repeated, "Introduction?"

"Haven't you met a squad of adventurers of four people?"

"Three warriors and an archer?" the witch folded her arms and tilted her head into memory, "and indeed asked them for directions. I asked him where he was, and they told me he was the president here. "He" refers to you.

Fielting nodded: "Got it, welcome." Please place your hand on the identification crystal. We are obligated to protect your personal information and have the right to retain more detailed information about you. ”

Well?—— witch put her hand on the identification crystal with a confused face.

"Raumi Hernandez" is a level 3 witch who signs a contract with the demon: Asmodeus.

Fierting picked up the quill and confirmed, "So, is it okay to register as an original E-class adventurer?"

"No, wait!" the witch immediately raised her hand to stop, "I'm not here to register an adventurer!"

"Didn't you get introduced to the Thorn Totem?"

"yes. ”

"Didn't you come to see the president?"

"yes. ”

"Have you ever registered as an adventurer before?"

"No, I don't. ”

Fielting nodded and picked up the pen: "Got it, then, is it okay to register as an original E-class adventurer?"

Raumi held his forehead with one hand and stopped Fieldine with the other. muttered, "...... Wait, let me figure it out, things seem to be a bit of a mess. I asked the Thorn Totem for directions, and I did come to the president, but!"

"Out of responsibility for your safety, I strongly recommend that you start as an E-class adventurer, and then you can slowly communicate with the elders about other things. Fierting seemed insistent.

yes - Raumi scratched his head as he signed the registration information. As a result, she became an E-class adventurer.

Raumi was about to continue saying something to you, but Fielting interrupted, "Excuse me, are those companions behind you also registered?"

"Hah, companions?" said the witch with her legs spread and her hands crossed over her hips, raising her chin and boasting, "they are not companions, but my servants!"

"Got it, then I suggest you ......" Fierting flipped through the information at hand, "Is it okay to form a team with the two adventurers behind you?"

With that, Rachel and Max Usley entered. Rachel looked smug and walked sideways, while Max Usley looked gloomy, and the bleeding from his left arm was only a superficial skin wound.

"Sister! We've got it! Hmph, it's just five slimes, it's a trivial matter!"

Looking at Rachel, who was alive, and Max Usley, who was injured, Fieldine asked before asking for the details of the mission: "This is the witch Raumi, and the two over there are Michael and Billy, who are warriors, they are both newcomers who just registered today, do you want to form a team together?"

"Hello seniors, I'm Michael, from a nearby village. ”

"Hello senior, Billy, it's this guy's friend and neighbor. ”

"Rachel, I'm a great mage!"

“......”

"The big ogre-looking man is called Maxusley. Rachel introduced her companion with a gloomy face.

The four rookie adventurers laughed at first sight, and soon began to chat, from slaying dragons to slaying gods, laughing heroically eight times in a minute, and if there was a bard nearby, they would surely cry for fear of losing their jobs. After two minutes, they had calmed down, seriously planning how to become S-class adventurers, and their expressions were as serious as discussing the major matter of the world's survival, just like the real thing.

The four of them pulled Raumi into the group, and Raumi struggled out like a drowning man. "No, I'm here to find the president!"

"Are you going to team up with the president?"

"It's not ......"

"You don't like us?"

"It's not ...... either"

After a burst of enthusiastic cheers for the formation of the group, Raomi was once again embraced into the group, held high and tossed high, as if he had won the whole world.

Raumi's expression changed rapidly as if he had taken the five-flavor bottle in his mouth and smashed it directly and swallowed it, tangled, distressed, confused, delighted, stunned, and confused, and finally stopped at mourning more than dying. You see a humanoid piece of flesh that resembles the witch Raumi being thrown to the ceiling over and over again in the hands of the other four...... Suddenly, I think of the secret stir-fried pork of the "Dragon Pavilion".

What are you going to do before things get out of hand?

A, correct the misunderstanding of the Raumi registered adventurers.

B, correct the misunderstanding that Raumi joined Rachel and the others' team.

C, both corrected.

D, laugh and watch.