During this time, there was very little time to come to the Career Hall, and the last time Gustav remembered going here was when he went to the Sword of the Sword Guild to certify the Sage's Sword qualification.

Today, Gustav is still dressed as a swordsman, and since he decided to learn the throwing skills of Twilight Stream first, Gustav has replaced his weapon from a coquettish longsword to a short sword that can be hidden in his sleeve. Although Rachel often joked that he was very unscrupulous, Gustav believed that this time had to take the pragmatic route. The short sword is more suitable for playing the throwing skills of the twilight stream, and is suitable for Gustav at this stage.

At this time, a somewhat excited female voice came.

"Gustav, come over here!"

Amelia held out her hand and greeted Gustav. She was right at the door of the Demon Hunter's Guild, and she had a very good impression of Gustav and Amelia: there were very few people who had the same patience with themselves as Reinhardt, and the Witchers' Guild was full of rough people, and even the flamboyant nasty guy like Zell, compared to them, Gustav was one of the few people who could make a good impression on Amelia.

"Amelia. Walking over with a smile, Gustav looked at Amelia today and praised: "You are very energetic today, are you going to make any commission?"

Amelia smiled, she had always been a little confused, and today she was very active.

"Today I'm a member of your squad," Amelia said with a smile, "and we'll go to Mr. Reinhardt later, and he'll arrange for an interim leader." ”

"Haven't you passed the test yet?" Gustav was a little surprised, he had the impression that since Amelia and Zell were 'rivals', she should have been in the witcher for a long time longer than himself.

Her face turned a little red, and Amelia muttered, "It's not very lucky...... I've been encountering some accidents in the commission.,The last time was a demon mutation.,Temporary mutation by one level...... The last time it was the people of the Arlett Sect who snatched the target...... Again, it's ......"

Amelia's luck was very bad, which surprised Gustav a little.

Doesn't it mean that a girl who can laugh won't have bad luck?

Gustav pursed his lips and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, but I didn't start with a good topic." ”

"I wonder what kind of leader Mr. Reinhardt will arrange for us this time?" said Amelia wistfully, "I hope Miss Celis or Mr. Mutter, they are both very good people." ”

Amelia was Reinhardt's number one admirer, and Gustav decided to pretend not to see such admiration that was sometimes unconsciously revealed.

The confused Amelia is not a good talker, but if the conversation is about Reinhardt, she can become agitated and talkative at any time.

"Why do you have to have a captain, isn't the two-person squad already perfect, if it's a test?" asked Gustav curiously, but then he realized it was a stupid question.

Since there are still lucky negative characters like Amelia, they can make every commission unexpected. With such negative blessings, it is of course necessary to have some strong personnel to ensure that members can be brought back to the guild every time when they act with Amelia.

Amelia hummed a song, and every day was perfect for her to be able to meet Reinhardt.

............

Unless there are special circumstances in the guilds, there is no such thing as a day off.

Reinhardt is now in the resolution room in the depths of the Witcher's Guild.

Amelia suddenly became nervous, and asked Gustav with some unconfidence: "Do you think there is anything I don't do well with my appearance?"

Gustav looked at it with a smile, her face was a little freckled, but it was just the right amount of cute embellishment. The short blond hair, coupled with the fact that Amelia is not usually confused, looks very energetic.

"It was perfect. Gustav then asked, "Do you need me to open the door for you?"

Gustav's words made Amelia even more panicked: "Wait a minute, I'll have some time to check." ”

"Hey, Amelia, why don't you hurry up and get in here, because your ass is blocking the door?" A voice with some dissatisfaction came from behind, and Gustav was able to sketch out the image of the wheat-skinned mouth black elf in his mind without looking back.

The one who came was Zell.

Amelia frowned, a little surprised, and even more angry at Zell's impolite words: "Why are you here, Zel?"

Zell pouted, "Why are you here, I'm here." Stupid Amelia, I am your temporary leader this time, in charge of assessing and scoring your actions. ”

He snapped his fingers, deliberately pretended to be evil, and said: "In other words, Amelia, whether your fate this time can pass the test or not, the decision is completely in the hands of this uncle." ”

Amelia's expression was about to cry.

Gustav walked up amusefully and greeted, "Good morning, Mr. Zell." ”

Zell still had to maintain the dignity of some teachers when facing Gustav, and after coughing, he changed to a more formal and serious expression, and said: "Let's go, Gustav go inside and see the test that Reinhardt has arranged for you." ”

Sticking out his legs, Zell kicked him carelessly, kicking the door in front of him open.

"Reinhardt, good morning, did you settle the last reward a little less? I remember that I had a very high level of completion, and I shouldn't have only gotten five gold karin!"

In the resolution room, Reinhardt sat behind a large desk, dressed in well-fitting everyday clothes, with eyes, looking burly and a little 'quiet time' literary coquettishness. He was holding a quill stained with magic ink in his hand, and he was communicating with the higher level of the Witcher's Guild mechanism.

"Zell, Amelia, and Gustav, good morning. Reinhardt glanced at the three of them calmly, his tone magnetic and steady.

Gustav still remembers the last time he visited the Witcher's Guild, when Reinhardt transformed into the 'Son of the Devil' form, and used his innate fire resistance to carry down an evil bomb in one go. With his crimson skin, his unusually tall stature, and his huge demonic horns, Gustav was impressed by them.

But Reinhardt, in his normal state, has a real gentlemanly demeanor, and is polite and peaceful to everyone.

"I'm sorry, Zell, but you seem to have killed a lot last time, destroying a lot of the demon heads you asked to take back. The institute was a little unhappy with such a thing, and for them, a complete specimen meant a lot. So......" Reinhardt said apologetically, his aura completely suppressed by Zell.

"What are you talking about?!" Zell exclaimed, his right foot raised and straddled the table, slapping the table and shouting, "It's not fair, Reinhardt! As a witcher hunting demons, maintaining the peace of the plane is the greatest criterion, and I have fulfilled this perfectly, and I deserve to be fully rewarded, no, over-rewarded!"