Chapter 1: The Returning Fairy (NEW)

This is a peculiar studio of witchers, who are low-key but arrogant in the name of "demons".

"Wells Farm Release: Fruit Forest is suspected of being infested with Warcraft...... Raid Mission...... One star. ”

"City Hall Release: Area 116 Fixed-point Cleaning...... Cleanup Mission...... Two stars. ”

"Chambers of Commerce Release: Escort caravans through the wilderness to the small town of Kazandra...... Escort Mission...... Samsung. ”

Behind the bar, the girl shook her jet-black hair, flipping through the thick stacks of task lists, and registered them in the ledger in front of her.

"Department Store Release...... Need an 'expert' for an exorcism? The star rating is two stars. The girl raised her eyebrows, "Hasn't Suna's father given up yet?" How could that exorcism ritual work! And where are the demons in Yining City now......"

"Divine Star General Hospital released: Herb collection in the eastern suburbs needs guards...... Difficulty...... Well, one star. The girl tapped the paper with the tip of her pen, "It's really cautious, obviously the suburbs are also safe, how can any demon dare to approach our Yining City?" ”

"Anne is really confident, worthy of being a trump card!" A short-haired woman at the bar laughed and played with her glass casually, "But after all, not everyone is as calm as us witchers." Moreover, that genius physician was on the Divine Star, so they couldn't be too careful. ”

"So, Wu Ye, are you here to take over this task?" The girl looked up at each other.

"How is that possible?" Wu Ye exclaimed in a low voice, "How can I say that sister, I am also an eight-star demon hunter, and I was asked to do such a low-level mission of just one star!" Even Anne can't bully people like that! ”

The girl threw a roll of her eyes: "So what? Who should be assigned to do these tasks? ”

She patted the stack of task lists on the table—all of them were low-level tasks below three stars.

Wu Ye put down his wine glass and looked back at the hall - the lobby on the first floor, which was designed in the form of a bar, was still very popular even though it was late at night.

Of course, the people who make a fuss and drink here are the witchers of the Demon Camp.

No one knows why their studio is designed the way it is. However, because everyone likes the bar model, they will not object to it at all.

Not to mention that the seats were full, but at this time, there were indeed nearly 100 people in the hall, and many of them had their usual weapons around them, almost fully armed, ready to go to the battlefield at any time.

Although it may seem a little weird, if you look elsewhere, you may wonder if these people are deliberately pretending. But Wu Ye, who was in the same studio, knew that among the official demon hunters present, there was not a single weak person.

There is one that counts as one, and starts with six stars. And those who are eight or nine stars like Wu Ye are the vast majority.

In other words, no one wants to do low-level tasks that are not available to three stars.

Wu Ye was also speechless, silently turned his head and shrugged at the girl behind the bar.

The two women looked at each other, then sighed at the same time.

My own studio is a wonder...... This is a well-established fact throughout the Star Alliance.

As its name suggests, the Camp of Demons is not only rich in demons, but the studio itself is also a strange demon.

Mid-to-high-level missions above four stars are always in short supply here.

Almost as soon as it's put on the questboard, it's scrambling for it by the demon hunters.

On the contrary, the completion rate of low-level tasks that occupy a large number of daily shares is worrying.

"Or ......" Wu Ye glanced to the side, and in the corner of the hall, there was a group of young teenagers who were obviously a little out of place, gathered together, chattering and laughing.

They were apprentices recruited by the studio, and they were still high school students in school, so they did not qualify as official witchers.

In the Demon Camp, only freshman demon hunters who have just "turned regular" will be interested in low-level missions - because they need to increase their star level as soon as possible.

"What are you kidding?" The girl said, "They're not witchers yet." Do you want to be reported by the alliance again? ”

"And what about the boy? He's a newcomer, right? Wu Ye pointed to a boy at the end of the bar again.

He sat alone in the corner, writing something, and didn't walk past anyone else all day.

The girl frowned: "He...... Is it called Ling Key? Although I have been here for a few days, I am always not very gregarious and too low-key. I almost forgot about this guy...... But he's still a kid, right? Even if you join, you start as a trainee. ”

"By your age, you're still a kid yourself, aren't you?" Wu Ye rolled his eyes.

But she also knew about it, so she just mentioned it casually.

"So...... It's over. She spread her hands, "Wait for the Alliance's complaint." ”

However, there was an indifferent look on his face, and he obviously did not take the so-called "complaint" to heart.

After registration, the girl sorted out the task list and prepared to paste it on the task board.

"You can do as much as you can."

In fact, it's not that everyone dislikes low-level tasks, it's that the number of demon hunters in the demon camp is too small. After eating those small numbers of mid-to-high-level tasks, it is already saturated, and there is no manpower to take on low-star tasks.

Don't look at the crowd in the hall now, but basically every demon hunter has one or two tasks hanging on their heads, and they can gather here to drink and chat because it is a rare time of the day to relax and relax, and more to exchange information or ask for support.

The girl who finished the work in hand seemed very happy, humming a light tune and closing the ledger.

"Annie, if you have a good assignment, please leave me one." Wu Ye clasped his hands together.

At this time, someone shouted: "Angelina, have two beers!" ”

"Okay!" The girl also responded loudly, shaking her head, and her black hair tied in a ponytail slipped down her shoulders like black jade.

Turn around and pour the wine, pick up the tray and walk out of the bar, like a fairy nimbly shuttling between the tables and chairs.

"Ahh Wu Ye sighed.

Then I saw the boy named Ling Key next to him watching this scene with a ghostly look.

"What's wrong?" Wu Ye leaned over, "Isn't Angelina bad?" ”

Ling Jian shook his head: "You use an ace as a waiter?" If I'm not mistaken, the kid is an ace witcher with more than 10 stars, right? ”

Wu Ye looked at him with an even more strange expression: "You...... Really don't know her? ”

"I'm not good at recognizing people." Ling Key's face tightened and his face was expressionless, "But she should be that ghost sword Ji Angelina, right?" ”

There was a sense of uncertainty in his tone.

"Now the little ghosts......" Wu Ye said in an old-fashioned tone, "You are about the same age as Angelina, don't treat others as children." She's going to be angry. ”

Turning to look at the girl who was shuttling around the hall, smiling and greeting everyone, Wu Ye changed the topic: "You are new here, you may not be used to it." But we do have an ace witch working part-time as a waitress. Well, we don't know why this is happening...... This was arranged by the mage. ”

"Mage?"

"Yes, mage." Wu Ye nodded, a look of admiration and yearning appeared in his eyes.

"Oh, yes." Ling Jian nodded, although he still looked confused in his heart, but his cautious and indifferent personality allowed him to quickly dispel that little curiosity.

Ever since he was added to this well-known but obviously strange studio, Ling Jian has been vigilant, secretly observing, and ready to run away at any time.

The witchers here are too individual, too energetic! It's not that it's bad, it's just that it's a little incompatible with myself.

After a few days of observation, Ling Jian already knew why this studio with the seventh seat of the dignified alliance was so small - because with their personalities and operating models, they would collapse at any time if they were any larger, right?

"Really, I'm just looking for a safe city to live in!" Ling Jian complained in his heart, "With such a jumping studio, you know that you will be involved in all kinds of troubles and dangers at a glance, right?" ”

It can be seen that the guys in the Demon Camp are not afraid of any danger and trouble, but Ling Jian himself is not a superman like them.

"It always feels like I'm a passerby who strayed into the protagonist's team, and I can't survive three episodes of cannon fodder characters." Ling Key, who was complaining frantically in his heart, was more indifferent and calm on the surface.

Don't be the slightest bit curious, only then can you avoid those potential troubles.

Of course, dialogue should also be kept as short as possible to prevent triggering any strange choices......

So, in Wu Ye's eyes, the boy next to him nodded coldly, and continued to bury his head in the notebook on the table expressionlessly.

Boss, what strange guys did they pick up from outside? Wu Ye also muttered in his heart.

"The next time Fan Li comes back, tell him that he wants to quit the studio." Ling Jian thought in his heart.

Suddenly, Ling Jian felt a strange aura, which made him very concerned, and he couldn't help but look back.

Almost at the same time, Angelina in the crowd also stopped and turned to look in the direction of the gate.

The noisy hall quickly died out and became dead silent.

There was a rush of footsteps on the stairs on the second floor, and a girl of the same age as Angelina and still wearing a school uniform hurriedly ran down.

Everyone was looking in the direction of the doorway.

Is this anyone back? Ling Jian guessed.

Only the trainees who had recently joined were a little unaccustomed to the sudden silence. But they reacted quickly, came over, and immediately became excited.

Because this silence is a unique ritual for the camp of demons to welcome the return of the mighty demon hunters.

In the entire studio, except for the boss, only those ace demon hunters were able to silence all the staff to greet them.

Who is coming back this time?

"Ghost Sword Queen" Anne Roger is in the studio.

So, is it Roger? Or Chu Duan? Or is it Jiang Miao?

"Squeak~" The door was pushed open, and the sound of the door shaft turning in the silence was particularly clear.

It wasn't anyone who had just guessed, not even someone the trainees knew.

Outside the door stood a dusty man, covered in dust and tattered on his clothes and cloak, and wrapped in a cloak and wrap behind him.

The man's hair and beard hadn't been trimmed for some time, and they were a mess like a tangled weed. The lowered half-closed eyelids also looked tired, and only a pair of pitch-black pupils were still clear.

The man was dressed like a vagabond.

But without hesitation, he stepped through the door and walked through the crowd of tables and chairs to an empty table closest to the bar.

He casually threw the tattered stick in his hand into the corner of the wall, and threw the huge package on his shoulder on the ground with a heavy sound.

After doing all this, he threw himself into the chaise longue again and closed his eyes.

Angelina and the girl in the school uniform jumped to the man's side.

"Welcome home, hard work. Is the road still smooth? Is there any dinner that I need to prepare? Angelina asked one after another, uncharacteristically.

Those apprentices have never seen the "goddess" in their hearts, and the "eldest sister" still has such a courteous side. I can't help but be surprised, but I don't know where this face-saving man is?

You must know that although Angelina is making a cameo appearance in serving tea and pouring wine, no one dares to treat her as an ordinary waiter.

Even the "seniors" who are much older than her are extremely respectful and polite to her.

Because Angelina is an ace witcher, a genius female swordsman with the name of "Ghost Sword Queen".

Not to mention anything else, at least no one present could beat this young girl.

"Mage...... Woz. Ling Jian heard Wu Ye beside him whisper his name.

At first glance, he is a powerful character who is invincible and ready to defy the sky...... It is also the type that is most likely to attract "trouble".

Ling Jian lowered his head and continued to calculate the formula on the notebook.

Woz looked at the girl and casually pointed to the package he had thrown on the ground: "Help me give this to the wise man, and tell him that I will report in detail in three hours." ”

He directly calls the title of the boss, and he gets along with each other in a completely equal manner! The trainees were surprised again, but they searched through the memories in their minds, but they still couldn't find any information about the man.

Who is this Woz?

The formal demon hunters around him smiled knowingly, quietly paying attention to the teenagers' expressions. But no one was kind enough to solve the doubts.

Angelina pouted, but obediently picked up her package and walked towards the stairs. The girl's slender arms effortlessly lifted the package almost the size of her height, and her steps were still brisk and nimble.

"That ......," the girl in the school uniform muttered.

"Oh, Snow." Woz smiled, "It's been a long time since I've seen you grow up." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a wooden statue from his coat pocket: "Okay, gifts...... I'll take a break and play with you tomorrow. ”

The girl grabbed the small toy in her hand, was stunned for a moment, felt the teasing eyes of everyone behind her, and two blushes suddenly flew on her white cheeks.

He stomped his feet and ran upstairs with his head down.

Is this man still treating me like a child!

After another moment, the hall suddenly erupted in loud cheers, as if to vent all the energy that had just accumulated in one go.

From the death-like silence to the noise that seems to explode, there is no excess, and it seems extremely abrupt.

This change once again startled the young trainees...... Including Ling Key.

"I'm rubbing, this studio...... It's really not normal! ”

Wu Ye beside him, a young beauty, also cheered with everyone, raising his glass to pay tribute to Woz.

Although the latter seems to be asleep and ignores it.

"Don't worry!" Wu Ye slapped Ling Key's back vigorously, "Woz, he won't care, we've always been like this!" ”

So, I can't understand it at all! Ling Jian could only smile bitterly.

Isn't The Witcher Studios a paramilitary organization? What the hell is this tavern style?

I should have quit sooner.

In the midst of the uproar, the beauty kept slapping Ling Key's back hard, as if beating a drum. She whispered something in Ling Key's ear with joy.

"What?" Ling Key dodged her clutches, and then asked loudly, the surroundings were too noisy!

Wu Ye smiled brightly: "I said...... Welcome to the Demon Camp! ”