The Imperius Curse is simply the most convenient spell in the world, there is no one. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

by Jerf

With the help of the Imperius Curse, even though Gelf didn't understand the words of the Hunter World, he was stumbling along the way and delaying for some time, and finally came to Teken City in the Republic of Neris very smoothly.

The Hunter Exam was held at the site of the 10-block barbecue restaurant at Camellia Tree Street, Section 2, Block 2, in Teken City.

The Blighted Mountain is far away, and since he doesn't know the exact coordinates, Jelf can't teleport with Curt.

Even so, when the two arrived in Turken, they were still three days early.

Along the way, all the transportation that Jelf and Curt took was first class, and the service was all top-notch.

Anyway, there is too much money in Jelf's pocket to spend.

"Quack, quack." After getting off the train, Jelf twisted his neck, which had become a little stiff from the long meditation.

I didn't stay in a hotel on the way, and I spent all of my time on transportation, so even if I wasn't physically tired, I was a little sleepy mentally.

"Let's go, go to the hotel early, have a good rest, and I'll take you out shopping the next day." Patted Curt on the shoulder, Jelf said.

I have been busy in the early stage, and I still feel a little guilty about Curt Gerf.

"Oh." Curt whispered that after spending some time with Curt at the Beater's house, Curt's attitude towards Jelff was no longer as cold as the first time they met.

Of course, it's not very enthusiastic, after all, her character is not the kind of girl who is as passionate as fire.

In her arms, she held little Polly, who had collapsed into a poop mass.

Compared to the two of them with a monster-like physique, little Polly is not so lucky.

Ten days of rushing in a row already made it feel like it was about to hang.

As he walked, Jelf felt his right hand sink.

Turning his head, he saw that it was Cortra wearing the corner of his wizard's robe.

"That's... What is it? Curt gestured to a spot on the right.

Jelf looked where Curt was pointing.

A bunch of children were surrounding a hawker, and the hawker was holding piles of white, red, and so on, soft things.

The children took a bite of the soft thing and smiled happily on their faces.

"Oh, that's a marshmallow." Jelf looked at Curt, then at the vendor.

"Do you want to eat?"

Curt hesitated slightly, but shook his head. "When you're on a mission, you can't just eat anything outside."

However, Curt's eyes kept on that position, and he wouldn't let go for a moment.

What a non-frank child.

A flick on Curt's head. "It's not a mission now, let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

Without waiting for Curt to answer, Jelf took her by the hand and walked towards the position of the marshmallow vendor.

...

"Ahh Looking at the pink cotton in his hand, Curt finally couldn't resist the temptation and took a bite.

"It's so sweet~" A happy smile appeared on the little face.

"It's like a little child, I really don't know what kind of child the enemy family usually raises. What the hell is it that is all cultivated into a cold image? Who says killers have to be silent? The world is so big, maybe the nagging killer is the strongest. ”

Jerf complained as he touched Curt's soft hair.

It feels so good, give it a thumbs up!

Three days later, Camellia Tree Street, Block 10, Section 2, No. 5, inside the barbecue shop.

"Welcome."

"What do you want?" A clerk with a mouth as big as a hippopotamus asked.

"I want a steak set." Jelf said unhurriedly.

The clerk's eyes lit up.

"How ripe?"

"I'm going to roast it slowly."

"Yes!" The hippopotamus clerk nodded to the female clerk on the side.

"Two guests, please inside." The good-looking female clerk guided the two into a private room.

The private room turned out to be an elevator, and when Jelf and Curt entered the elevator, they began to descend rapidly.

With a ding-dong sound, the B-100 arrived.

"If an ordinary person accidentally answered the previous answers correctly, they would probably be frightened by this sudden series of circumstances."

Jelf smiled as he pushed open the door to the back of the station.

There was no expected crowd, and there were only a few people standing in the wide subway passage.

It seems to have come quite early.

"This is the grade of two people, please take it." A peculiar-looking, short, bean-like man handed two round micro-medallions to Gelf.

"No. 58, No. 59? Sure enough, it's quite a top number. Jelf took the badge and pinned it to the chest of his wizarding robes, then bent down to pin another badge to Curt's chest.

"Yo, two... It looks more faceless. Is it a newcomer? ”

"My name is Dongba, hello." An uncle, who looked to be about thirty years old, ran up to Jelb and the two to say hello.

However, this time he hit a nail, and Jerk didn't pay attention to him at all, but looked at the people around him.

Jelf's attitude towards others is also divided into people, and those who have use value, or the protagonist and the like will come forward to contact a few words, and as for those passers-by, Jelf doesn't plan to waste this time.

As for Curt? Her original temperament was relatively cold. In addition to Jelf, he has a special attitude towards Killua.

Dongba hit two nails in a row.

"Oh, by the way, the two of you must be a little thirsty when you come from afar, I have a few drinks here, if you don't mind, take them."

Dongba said to the two Germans with a good old attitude, and took out three bottles of juice from his pocket as he spoke.

The people around him who knew Dongba watched it with a good attitude.

Those malice, hovering in the air, are clearly visible to Jelf, who has the power of a waveguide.

"It's not even a good thing to be in the stream." Instead of speaking, Jelf gave Dongba a cold look.

"Since you're so thirsty, drink it yourself!" With that, Jelf snapped his fingers.

"Wait."

"What's going on?"

"Ah, Gollum..."

The juice that was originally in Dongba's hands flew up out of thin air and opened automatically, completely ignoring Dongba's resistance, and the orange-yellow juice was forcibly poured into Dongba's mouth.

Then even the bottle of juice was forcibly stuffed in.

If it hadn't been for Jerph stopping at the last moment, I'm afraid Dongba would have become the first candidate to hang up in this hunter exam.

Or the kind that died of choking on a juice bottle.

Quiet...

Faced with such a strange situation, the people in the entire venue quickly fell silent.

Hit the steel plate.

All of them are old fritters, and they no longer look at the two of them as unscrupulously as before.

They all turned their heads away, and quietly glanced at them a few times in the afterglow.

for fear that the other party would trouble him.

"Crooked melons, pears and dates...", Jelf commented after scanning the surrounding candidates.

Most of the candidates only belong to the stage of not entering the stream, and occasionally there are a few black iron levels. But there wasn't even a gray bronze-level person.

It's no wonder that Gerf would make such an assessment.

Suddenly, Jelf's eyes lit up, and he felt a breath in his afterglow. (To be continued.) )