When Iseni appeared outside the D&K store, Zheng Qing knew the identity of the visitor.

This is not to say that the divination skills of the young public scholarship student have improved greatly and can predict the prophet, but the small cluster of dorsal fins that come out of the back of the visitor's neck reveals its true identity - especially the golden hook hanging from the fin, although Zheng Qing has only seen it twice, it is so impressive that it is impossible to forget.

"It's over......"

The wizard looked at the fish-men crowding through the crowd and the slowly rioting guests, and suddenly realized one thing—not every wizard could look at the fish-people as objectively as the long-sighted fat wizard of Seprano.

Most wizards in the wizarding world still adhere to the traditional concept of 'those who are not of our race must have different hearts', and maintain a high level of vigilance and hostility towards humanoids such as fishmen, mermaids, centaurs, giants, and dwarves.

Even Seprano only dared to put the fish-man in a newly established hunting team under the jurisdiction of the society to test the waters, and did not dare to directly recruit him into the official hunting team of the Xiangqi Society.

As the so-called butt decides everything, people with crooked buttocks hinder the public's view, and it is difficult to have good results.

"Oops...... I should let it come back in the evening. The young student looked at the guests who had left with a frown, and looked at the scene of some commotion outside, and was annoyed.

Since Iseni's appearance did not cause a huge reaction from the hunters in the previous school hunt, the young male wizard subconsciously thought that most wizards were the same, completely ignoring the difference between the best in the first university and the ordinary world wizards outside the school, and also ignoring the bad impression that the fish-man had ingrained in the minds of most wizards.

Sure enough, I still have no experience and don't know the taboo of opening a store.

I don't know if this accident will affect the future business of the shop.

The public student raised his head, saw the unconcealed anger and disgust on the faces of some of the guests, and saw the surprise and uneasiness on the faces of some friends, and finally fell on the golden hook hanging from the highest part of the fishman's dorsal fin, and sighed deeply.

"In addition to Iseni, have you sent invitations to other 'similar friends'?" Xiao Xiao moved to Zheng Qing's side, lowered his voice and asked, biting the word 'similar' extremely hard.

"No, no...... Where do I know so many people? The public scholarship student shook his head again and again with a bitter face.

"Thankfully, Iseni was able to go ashore...... Linda-senpai has already helped take care of her friends and won't give us any trouble in this matter. Fat Xin walked around the counter to the two partners and said hurriedly.

Linda is the editor-in-chief of the editorial department of the school newspaper and the leader of the fat man as a reporter for the school newspaper. The friend of Linda's senpai mentioned by the fat man is a friend from the media circle who came to visit the shop with her.

The appearance of a fish-man on the pedestrian street is neither big nor small, but it would be a bit of a gimmick if it was related to the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin at the First University and the public scholarship student of the First University.

Zheng Qing can't believe the media's discipline, especially after experiencing the special plane for admission, and the previous incident such as his encounter with a wild demon during a night patrol, the inferiority of the media that fuels the flames makes the male witch extremely disgusted.

Fortunately, there is also a fat man in the crime hunting team as a reporter.

Perhaps the news of the fish-man appearing on the pedestrian street will still inevitably be sent, but with the good offices of the fat man, the wording in the press release should be slightly adjusted to not make things worse.

"Maybe we should have listened to the old ghost before," the fat man added worriedly at last, "It's just opened, and it's not been two hours." ”

Mu Lao Ghost is Mu Mingzi, the owner of the shop at No. 96 on the pedestrian street, but in private, several young male wizards like to call him 'Mu Lao Dao' and 'Mu Lao Ghost', which does not mean that the young wizards have any malice towards Mu Mingzi, at best it is just a ridicule.

When the Sin Hunters were planning to lease the shop, Ki Akiko warned them that the few shops near the Wandering Bar were not suitable for business, and advised them to abandon the shop.

It's just that on the one hand, this small shop has a cheap rent and is the most cost-effective shop in the budget of the hunting team, and on the other hand, next door to the store, there is a three-you bookstore.

So after weighing, Zheng Qing finally chose this shop.

Xin Fatzi remembered Mu Mingzi's previous warning, and then connected with the encounter that his store had just opened for a few minutes, and he was inevitably a little uneasy in his heart - compared to the white Ding outside the world, the wizard was more in awe of some indescribable and ethereal concepts, and he couldn't help but think about it every time he encountered it.

"Oh, Shet. Zheng Qing suddenly burst into a foul mouth.

After feeling a few surprised or wary glances around him, the young public student smiled bitterly and whispered to a few partners: "I seem to have sent invitations to the group of cats in the forest and the group of parrots at the front desk of the office building..."

Xiao Xiao's face immediately turned black as the bottom of a pot.

The cats in the woods are okay to say, they can't talk at all, and although they may be a little lacking in upbringing, their furry image is enough to make up for these shortcomings.

And those parrots at the front desk of the office building are not good looks.

After dealing with it a few times, everyone knows exactly what kind of virtue those green birds with broken beaks are.

"Are you crazy?!" the fat man's eyes widened, looking a little incredulous.

"Wasn't it worried that no one would come...... Just think about the merrier. The public student muttered, his head almost under the counter, and still explained stubbornly: "Moreover, I just came back from the transformation of a cat when I wrote the invitation, and my brain is inevitably a little unclear, and you are not ......."

Xiao Xiao sighed, holding the counter with both hands, silent.

"If you want to open it, maybe those parrots won't be able to read your invitation. The fat man pulled his cheeks and forced two laughs, but finally gave up his plan to deceive himself, turned his head and got out of the counter, and ran out of the shop, greeting the onlookers who were gradually dispersing, as if he wanted to struggle again.

Zheng Qing can't run.

He is the store manager and is more familiar with Iseni. It was up to him to deal with the fish-people a little more than the rest of the hunting party.

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

He muttered and greeted him.

"Mortgage, die!"

The fishman put the fishskin bag in his hand on the counter, and the young public student standing behind the stage grinned, revealing a mouth full of sharp yellow teeth, and spewing out a fishy smell of smoked people.

The rubber band at the mouth of the fish skin bag burst open, scattering a piece of debris covered with water stains.

The broken magic book, the small copper tripod with green hair, the rusty timer, the crucible with the bottom of the pot knotted, the half-cut horn comb, a few broken wooden staffs, and so on, all seemed to be useless miscellaneous items—among them were a few beautiful corals, a handful of dull black pearls, and a few ornaments polished by the fish-men from animal bones, which in Zheng Qing's opinion had recycling value.

The young public-funded student held his breath and tried to pull the corners of his mouth, revealing a just right smile: "Welcome, welcome! It's hard work, I've run so far under the sun......

As he spoke, he walked out of the counter, pulled the fishman's robe, and pulled it towards the warehouse at the back of the store: "Sit in the back, sit in the back...... There is a seat in the back, we are not a pawnshop here, and we don't accept these things directly. ”

"In terms of trading, we can talk about it later. ”

"We are a financial company, mainly to help some students who lack credits for short-term turnover... Who told you we accept these things here?"

"Wu... Witch hiss... Doesn't Wu Xi like that?" Iseni's eyes widened, looking a little confused.

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