In the dark of the night, dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and something seemed to flash on the empty road, a humanoid creature in a black cloak, which occasionally stopped on the side of the road and looked around, looking for something.

The cold wind of the night blew the cloak on its body and took away the few heat on its body, and after tightening the cloak used to suppress the wind, it took out a hand-drawn map from its bosom, squatted on the ground, and pinched its chin to look at it.

It is marked with red and black signature pens for each landmark and the path forward.

The style of the painting is weird, and it must have been deliberately made to keep the information contained in the map so that outsiders don't want to easily see it. Even if this map was handed over to the Empire's intelligence bureau, they would not be able to read anything useful for a while. After making sure that there was nothing wrong with his path, the black-cloaked man put away his map and ran towards his destination.

Who is it? What is its purpose? I believe that anyone who sees this situation will subconsciously ask such a question in their minds. The humanoid creature had finally arrived at its destination after crossing two main roads across a park. It was at this time that the bright moonlight poured out through the dark clouds.

Wearing a black cloak, it finally revealed its face to the world, it was a young girl, who looked to be about thirteen years old, her short white hair danced in the wind in the night sky, and her scarlet eyes were fixed on the destination of her trip, not easily turning. At the same time, she can also be seen wearing a well-made fluorescent nameplate on her chest.

The five words in front of [Imperial Sweeper Employee No. 233] are enough to remind people of many rolling undercurrents surging in the shadows, and the girl in front of her who seems to be still in school is the spy assassin cultivated by the Empire, protecting the country where people can't see it, silently dedicating, even if they are unfortunately sacrificed in the mission, they can't get the glory that belongs to them, and even they won't be remembered by the world at all, and even they can't even transport their bodies back and bury their bones elsewhere.

But no matter what, the three-digit code name at the back reveals an inexplicable taste that makes people want to laugh.

"Looks like this is it......"

The light voice is like a wind chime blown by the breeze on a summer night, which can soothe the irritability in people's hearts. The girl, codenamed 2333, walked into the building in front of her with a solemn expression. There is her mission goal today, and it is also her battlefield.

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The bright morning sun dispelled the curtain of darkness, indicating that a new day had begun and people were toiling to survive.

In this good time to sleep in, there are already a lot of people lined up in front of the mercenary office in this town, waiting to hand in the task and get the reward. Among them are knights in heavy armor, noble magicians with staffs, and even some inhuman races, and orc elves occasionally see a few.

The mercenary office is open from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m. every day, and the typical civil servant's schedule is enviable.

Among all the people in line, there is such a petite figure that looks particularly eye-catching, the white hair is quite rare everywhere, and a pair of big scarlet eyes scan back and forth among the surrounding mercenary teams, relying on their own experience in the mercenary circle all year round to judge that the mercenary team earns the most. The mercenaries here seemed to be very familiar with the girl, and two of them even greeted her.

"Yo! Isn't this Diana? Good morning! "This kind of rough and bold voice is an exclusive characteristic of mercenaries, as long as you are not a mute, you will become like this after being a mercenary for a few days. After noticing that someone was calling her name, the white-haired girl Diana turned her head to look at the source of the voice

"Well, it's Uncle Zack, good morning!" Diana smiled and said hello before setting her eyes on the carriage behind the mercenary uncle.

"Wow! You killed all this cart of timberwolves?! You've made a lot of money! Diana's exclamation completely attracted the attention of everyone here, the combat effectiveness of the timberwolves is not very high, a trainee swordsman who has just come out of the academy can easily solve one or two, but the weaker the creature, the more they will hug each other tightly with their kind, the timberwolves live in packs like ordinary wolves, the difference is that the size of the wolves of ordinary wolves is only a few dozen at most, but the size of the timberwolves is a whole forest, no matter how big the forest is, how many wolves are there, What kind of contradiction is there between them? As long as there is a timberwolf king in a forest, all the wolves in the forest will surrender autonomously and evolve into timberwolves perfectly within a day, if you want to ask what is the difference between the appearance of ordinary wolves and timberwolves? It is estimated that only the timberwolves have a bigger tail.

Big tailed wolf.

"Hahaha! Our Storm Mercenary Group shot this kind of timber wolf and caught as much as you wanted! ”

Regardless of the name of the mercenary group full of the smell of the middle two, all the mercenaries present have some understanding of this uncle. The middle-aged uncle named Zack seemed to enjoy the appearance of being noticed by everyone, and he continued to pinch his waist and laugh tastelessly. At this moment, a nimble figure grabbed Uncle Zach by the neck and dragged him aside.

"I said, Commander, don't be ashamed! These timberwolves can tell at a glance that they have died from some kind of magic injury, will our mercenary group know how to do magic or will I do it? "The person who pushed Uncle Zach to the back to watch the car is the deputy head of this mercenary group, and he is also the leader's wife. is a human hunter in leather armor with a longbow in hand.

"Diana, don't care about him, you know that's what is wrong with him~" Maybe because the embarrassing performance of his head was too ashamed, this aunt, who was over middle age but had a good figure, scratched her head and smiled apologetically at Diana. Diana shrugged her shoulders disapprovingly.

After discovering that there were more and more onlookers, he said goodbye to this mercenary group of only two people.

The girl named Diana hates crowds in the same way that she was in the previous world, not that she suffers from the so-called crowdphobia, but she just doesn't like it.

Don't mention the past, no matter how you say it, you will be safe, and Diana, who has lived here for so long, doesn't have the naïve idea that this is just a dream.

Because in her dreams, she will always be an existence above ten thousand people under one person, and a king who can bleed thousands of miles with a wave of her hand, not this bitter B student who rubs the most goldless D-level task in the mercenary office to earn tuition.

Next Monday is the opening day of the Intermediate Magic Academy, where students are taught some basic magic knowledge and elementary small magic, but in addition to magic, there will be some basic courses for various professions, such as the principle of fighting spirit of warriors, the secrets of thieves, the bloodlust of hunters, etc., etc.~ This kind of messy curriculum made Diana wonder if this school corresponded to her former middle school.

"Whoa~!"

At eight o'clock, the heavy door of the mercenary office was pushed open from the inside, and a white figure took the lead in crowding.

That's Diana, and there are two things she hates, one is the crowd she just talked about, and the other is queuing.

The former gives Diana the feeling of being surrounded by fools, while the latter always gives Diana the illusion that she is one of them.