The next day was Sunday.

After a day of rest, Joan finally returned to her best state full of vitality, and said with a joking smile:

"Your Excellency, dear viscount, do you have anything to do today?"

There was undisguised cheerfulness and anticipation in her tone.

"No, do you have any plans? Joan. ”

Glerint thought for a moment, and suddenly realized that he really didn't have much to do today, except for the party that Morgan had arranged for the evening.

As for his plan to play, there is no need to rush this day or two.

"Would you like to go with me and try some of the food specialties here?"

While in Byam, Joan discovered Glerint's willingness to try new things.

"If you're not thinking about a big dinner in the evening."

"That's right!"

Joan's expression was exaggerated, and she looked quite depressed.

Glerint smiled slightly, and then said in a changed tone:

"But I think we need to go buy some local clothes or something."

He added with a feigned grumbling:

"It's light enough, but it still makes me feel like I'm in a steamer."

"I wonder if I can invite the beautiful Miss Nolan to taste it for me?"

He also responded jokingly with a slight exaggeration.

Anyway, being idle is idle, and he thinks it's good to go out and get acquainted with the local customs.

His words made Qiongmei's eyes open slightly, and her eyes flickered slightly:

"Okay, I'd like to buy some clothes for the mission."

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The morning's "shopping" went quite smoothly, and there was no unsightly Xiaoxiao who dared to directly offend a gentleman with an obvious bearing on the rune and his "female companion".

Glerint also successfully familiarized himself with the road planning of the residential area, and at the same time satisfactorily completed the purchase of local casual clothes.

Joan couldn't get enough of it.

For her, there is no need to consider the price of helping people pick out clothes, and the experience seems to be good?

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In the afternoon, Joan, who was inevitably tired after being excited, chose to stay in her room to rest.

Gleilint, who had nothing to do, began to teach the four students some general occult knowledge.

That's right, his number of cadets was four, and he also included Jim, the little mouse.

Jim wasn't very studious, which gave Glerint a bit of a headache. When he was taught the language of the occult on his own, with the help of "polymath fanaticism", Jim's efficiency was quite high. Then, when he went to sea, the boring Grelynt began to take the initiative to teach Jim occult knowledge, and he realized how bad Jim's playful nature really was......

This makes Gleilynt have strong doubts about whether Jim's next sequence, "The Decryption Scholar", can be played well.

Fortunately, Shirley and the three of them are all occult novices. They are completely unaware that even in the extraordinary world, the existence of "Jim" is very bizarre.

This led to them accepting Jim's existence fairly easily.

The reason why Gleilynt didn't hide Jim's existence anymore was also because he usually had too little contact with things, which was not conducive to his growth. And getting Jim familiar with them earlier, it will also be convenient for me to use Jim to give them orders or something in the future.

He now taught Shirley mainly two Hermetian languages, which were the most widely used occult knowledge.

As for potions and how to play them, he didn't explain them at all.

The first is that they don't need these for the time being, and the second is that he knows how to play the "assassin" path, which is also problematic, and he can't tell Shirley this directly.

He had long thought that the purpose of the play was to fit the essence of the potion.

But just as "there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand readers", the same sequence name should be different for everyone, and this is the real meaning of playing.

So he wanted to think about whether the "witch" had a different way of playing it from the original book.

If he had to play it like in the original book, he would rather prevent Shirley from moving up the ranks.

This is not his selfish intention, wanting to arbitrarily decide Shirley's future, and with the current Shirley's character, he must not be willing to become a "witch who spreads disaster" and "a witch who brings pleasure". And if a person changes his personality to "what the potion needs" in order to fit the potion, can he still be considered his original self?

Isn't the difference between people lies in the uniqueness of their thoughts and consciousness?

Although the essence of "witch" is to bring disaster, there must be differences in what kind of path to take to fit this essence.

It's like the "prisoner" path, which is more correct, but leads to the indulgents of the outer gods. There are also moderationists who are relatively less correct, but still workable.

Restrained his divergent thoughts a little, Gleilynt continued to tell.

At this moment, he inexplicably felt that if there was a "teacher" sequence, maybe it would be more suitable for his appearance?

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In the evening, Glerint and Joan finally got to know the remaining three teammates.

Marcus looked to be close to forty years old, and he used to hide his whole body in a hooded black robe, and when he showed his face, Gleilint saw that he had a pale face peculiar to the "corpse collector" approach, and at the same time his facial features were simple and profound, and his whole temperament was quite cold.

As for Jon Child, it was a rather dignified aristocrat in his early thirties. He was dressed in a rather old-fashioned rune suit, and his hair and beard were neatly groomed and serious.

Finally, there is Mick, who has a full Intius bloodline, he looks only twenty-five or sixteen, with short thick black hair, and the whole person looks very energetic.

This dinner was an informal banquet, where teammates met less formally and got to know each other. This made Glerint, who was looking forward to a big meal, a little disappointed, although today's dinner was actually not bad.

During the dinner, during the toast, Morgan led the topic to the next period of time, everyone's task arrangement:

"Now that you two are here, Glerint, we can finally make it easier."

He laughed and said:

"Before you came, Mick complained to me many times. Hehe, he always said that he had been working overtime for a long time and wanted to take a leave of absence for the year. ”

Full members of MI9 are granted one day of leave per week, with one month of unpaid annual leave per year. At the same time, members of the Northern Continent have an additional 20 days of family leave each year – which is often not enough time to travel to and from the country. Correspondingly, members of families in the Southern Continent receive only one month of paid annual leave per year.

"It's not because you're reluctant to let Ms. Athena go on a mission, Captain......"

Mick muttered quietly, so fast that Glerint barely heard him.

Morgan, not knowing whether he didn't hear him or deliberately didn't want to pay attention to it, didn't say anything about it, but continued:

"Now that we have more manpower, it's time to step up the task of 'investigating the attackers', which has been temporarily slowed down."

After a moment of contemplation, he touched his beard with his remaining left arm, and said:

"It's up to the two of you, Glerlint and Mick, to do it."

"Me?"

Glerint asked in a slightly surprised confirmation manner.