"An independent hunting team under the Xianqin Hunting Group - Kunpeng Hunting Team!"

"Captain Zhang Boren, team members Zhu Ling, Ishikawa Youjing, Bahrain, Mai Dong. ”

"Came to report on the call. ”

The leader of the team, the wizard, lifted his hood, revealing a scarlet face, and pressed a summons order against the table in front of the registrar, his voice a little muffled.

Call!

Erik's fingers moved slightly, and the quill pen that had been waiting for him quickly landed on the notepad, jotting down the name of the wizard.

It's just that when I put pen to paper, the names are still black, and when they are registered, the handwriting has turned green.

Green represents the passage.

If the name turns red, Eric will ring the alarm bell in the corner of the table.

Looking at the green color, the young trainee registrar quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know whether to be disappointed or happy. Then he finally realized a small detail that he had just been overlooking.

He lowered his head and counted the names on his notebook again, then looked up and counted them one by one.

Confirmed again.

"Ahem," Eric coughed lightly, attracting Captain Zhang's attention, and then gestured with his eyes, "You just mentioned that there are five members of the team......

He held up four fingers to indicate that he saw only four people.

"Oh, mistakes, mistakes. Zhang Boren raised his big fan-like hand, scratched his head, laughed, and untied his cloak, revealing what he was holding in his arms.

It was a little witch, about ten years old, sleeping soundly in his arms. The two calves hung limply outside, seemingly unconscious.

The witch behind Zhang Boren stepped forward and tucked the cloak in the captain's arms, covering the little witch's legs.

"This is Mai Dong, the left auxiliary hunter of our hunting team. After confirming his identity, Captain Zhang carefully closed his cloak and smiled apologetically at the young registrar: "...... She was weak, and the battle had just taken a lot of expense, so we gave her medicine and told her to rest for a while. ”

Eric grimaced.

Nowadays, many hunting teams are popular to recruit such 'special' wizards, who may have a slightly inferior basic skills, but because of some talents, they can use magic far beyond the level of registered wizards, so they are popular.

Then he shook his head again.

"Black prison is not a good place to cultivate. He picked up a small mallet, struck the brass bell hanging on a small wooden stand in front of him, and reminded, "...... And the black prison recruitment is not a trivial matter, if it is confirmed that you are not in good health, you must report to the school in advance, so as not to miss a major event when you get it. ”

As he spoke, a black-robed wizard responded to the bell and appeared at the front desk.

Unlike most wizards' robes, this new wizard's robe had a collar that stood high and covered just below the tip of his nose, a smooth forehead, and somewhat gray hair.

"Brother Ren. He nodded at the captain of the Kunpeng hunting team, and then looked at the other hunters one by one: "Sister Zhu is good...... Ishikawa, Bahrain...... Where's Mai Dong?"

Zhang Boren gently patted the bulging 'package' on his chest.

The wizard gave him a serious look and did not speak.

The dwarf standing at the back of the team was a little impatient, squeezed forward, and pulled the captain's robe: "Show him, it's not that you don't know what is wrong with this guy Zhang Yu...... You don't let him rest assured that he can spend a night with you!"

Zhang Boren sighed heavily and unfastened his cloak again.

This time, he not only exposed the little witch's head, but also her wrist.

The wizard in charge of the inspection stretched out his fingers, grabbed the little witch's wrist, and was silent for a moment: "It's a little out of strength, but it doesn't matter...... Professor Li Qihuang is in Baita City, and he has the recovery potion that he just prepared today. ”

"I heard that you have become the head of the teaching assistant group?" Zhang Boren once again wrapped the 'package' in his arms, tightened his cloak, and then patted the witch's shoulder teasingly: "Our session is your best development." ”

"My hair is half white, and I can't see anything good at all. The witch behind him muttered quietly.

"I'm just a deputy regimental commander, not a regimental commander yet. Zhang Yu's tone was as calm as ever, neither happy because of Zhang Boren's praise, nor did he justify Zhu Ling's sarcasm: "...... Several deans have been waiting in the conference room for a long time. You need to give a reasonable explanation for your previous adventures in the Yellow Lands. ”

"I knew it. The captain of the Kunpeng Hunting Team turned around and looked at his teammates: "I knew that those old guys would get into trouble with this matter...... Why don't we go back to the New World first? We obviously won that divine war, but we were the last to retreat, and we were angry when we thought about it!"

The witch behind him pushed her captain back.

"I don't want to carry Dan Hag's wanted warrant for the rest of my life. She replied coldly: "It is illegal to evade the school's call-up order." You took the risk, and now you have to take responsibility. ”

"I just don't like the gloomy atmosphere in the Black Prison. The captain of the Kun Peng Hunting Team pretended to tremble: "How can anyone like to stay in this kind of place!"

Henry Eric rolled his eyes.

Although the other party is a well-known new generation of powerhouses, it does not mean that he is willing to be despised by the other party for his work.

"Black Prison is like a wizard, and liking it doesn't mean accepting everything it has to offer. The probationary registrar tapped on the table with a quill and repeated the beautiful words taught to him by the old men with a straight face: "...... You just have to try to focus on his sparkle to ignore the eerie atmosphere. ”

The captain of the Kunpeng Hunting Team was stunned for a second.

Then the witch behind him pressed his head and apologized to the young probationary registrar:

"Sorry, I was wrong. ”

"No...... No, it doesn't matter. Eric waved his hand in a bit of a panic, he just habitually maintained his dignity as a black prison worker.

Until the group disappeared into the depths of the corridor of the castle.

The probationary registrar was relieved.

"Sure enough, a good wizard is so good in every way. He sighed heavily, sat back in his seat, rubbed his face, took off the monocle on the bridge of his nose, and stretched out to take a nap again.

In the hallway, there was a faint whisper of young wizards' arguments.

“...... Ignoring a defect doesn't mean it's gone. It was the dwarf's gruff voice: "Pretending not to see the shortcomings is to cover your ears and steal the bell." ”

"That's not the point!" replied the witch patiently, "Respect and politeness, that's the heart of that conversation. ”

"Did I just have disrespect?"

"Yes. ”

"Very faux pas!"

"Oh...... I was wrong. Sorry ......"

The trainee registrar lying on the table closed his eyes and a faint smile appeared on his face.