There are only two brown-robed magicians in the entire South Risifus, Mikhail Grizhshev, the worshipper of the Conrad family, and the president of the South Rissyphus branch of the Kingdom Magicians Association.

And these two big people who have nothing to do with the adventurer's guild are unlikely to make a move for their entrusted mission.

But only with the strength of the two apprentice magicians in their ranks......

"Uh...... Actually, I know a little bit of magic, too. ”

Seeing that the discussion on the direction of action was about to reach an impasse again, Shi Junjun hurriedly spoke.

This sentence made the eyes of all the adventurers present who were thinking hard and meditating bright.

That's right, there's also a magician here who has defeated the seasoned D-class adventurer Quill Lordaeron almost purely by magic.

And the vast majority of them had watched the limited duel from beginning to end, and no one doubted that a magician who could cast fireballs at that frequency had no talent for his own mana reserves.

Even Uncle Vonte could almost assert that she had a reserve of magic in her body that far exceeded that of the average trainee magician, more than many brown-robed fellows.

It seems that with xenoprobing magic, it shouldn't be a problem to find the hiding place of the slime killer.

But the adventurers, who were about to turn the discussion to the next plan of action, heard the girl weakly add:

"But I don't know what kind of xenoprobing magic ......"

Before the old goblin village chief could teach her more magic, he died in battle with the home-encroaching monster Gangboharu.

And the timing of the monster's attack and the appearance of Viscount Robinette is too coincidental......

Shi Junjun could faintly feel the connection between the two in his heart, and according to the goblins, the monster whose activity area was far away from the village of the greenskinned dwarfs was most likely driven by the latter to attack them by some means.

Drive monsters to attack the village, attack and kidnap themselves, and slaughter the greenskins......

Today another article has been added to hire underground assassins to try to assassinate......

As a villain who must be eliminated, these charges are sufficient.

The adventurers who heard the girl's words feel like they have just rejoiced.

Although xenomorph detection is also an entry-level detection type magic, it is absolutely difficult to reach the level of actual combat application without more than half a month of study and training.

"Let Yanni teach me half a day, and if I can't learn, you can think of other ways."

All the adventurers present who exchanged glances with each other, even if most of them did not believe that someone could learn a magic that they had never been exposed to in half a day, but in the case that they were destined to not be able to use any brown-robed magician, it was probably only the only option for the girl to give it a try with the attitude of a dead horse being a live horse doctor.

When Yanni led Shi Junjun into a secluded room on the second floor of the Adventurers' Guild, the adventurers present began to discuss other feasible alternatives.

A quarter of an hour later, just as they were discussing how to kill the lair of the underground forces and find out the slime, they saw Yanni, dressed in the blue robe of a trainee magician, appear at the staircase on the second floor of the adventurer's guild with a wry smile.

"Is it a failure, Yanni?"

Karl, who was the first to notice her appearance, broke away from the discussion and greeted him, and when he saw the other party's look, he was relieved with a slight regret in his heart:

"Xenomorph detection magic is not so easy to master in the first place, how can it be learned in such a short period of time, just give up this idea and discuss other directions......"

"She succeeded."

"What?"

Carl didn't understand what the other party meant.

"There really is someone who can learn a magic in such a short period of time."

Yanni added with a wry smile:

"I just explained the principles of magic to her and demonstrated it on the spot, and she was able to successfully perform xenoprobing after watching it once......"

"How long did it take you to master xenomorph detection?"

Carl asked dumbfounded.

"The first successful spell is seven days, but it takes more than a month to be able to use it skillfully in actual combat."

Yanni, who was heartfelt happy mixed with a little other complicated emotions, sighed in her heart.

Perhaps this friend they had just met was more suitable than her to study at the National Academy of Magic in the Royal Capital......

"In my eyes, Yanni, who became the youngest apprentice magician in South Rissyphus at the age of eighteen, is the best."

Sensing Yanni's change in mood, Carl took her in his arms and whispered while patting her on the back.

"We're going to work together ......"

"Hey! Abuse of singles is prohibited! ”

The other adventurers not far behind protested loudly.

"Medicine...... Medicine ......"

In one of the few sturdy wood-and-stone huts in the Slum of Rebelion, a gray jelly-like slime emerged from the sewers and wriggled under the wooden bed in the southwest corner of the house.

At the foot of the wooden bed was a tin bottle with a dangerously bright red cloak at the mouth, and after unscrewing the cap of the tin bottle hidden under the bed in a force that humans could not yet comprehend, the slime poured all the liquid from the bottle into the part where it had been burned by the fireball.

As the gray-black wound that had been secreting mucus "bleeding" quickly healed, the well-known xenoracial assassin of Rebelion's underground let out a comfortable moan.

No one knows exactly how slimes, whose bodies are nothing more than jelly-shaped, speak human language, but humans from other worlds usually have such a theory for things that are outside of their cognition.

Everything that doesn't make sense of common sense can be left to magic.

Moreover, the patrons who hire the strongest killers of the underground forces of Reberion generally don't care about the trivial matter of what race the killer is, and they can meet the requirements of the commission.

Whether you're a slime, a goblin, an orc, or some other bizarre race, that's something the sheriffs at Reberion need to be concerned about.

The killer just needs to do his job.

The tin bottle contains a poison that can be fatal to humans with a single drop, but it can heal the slime killer's injuries to the point of seventy-seven or eighty-eight in a short time.

But for the slime race, which has almost equal to negative magic resistance, it will take about a week for a wound of this magnitude to fully recover.

However, he Graeme is the best in the group, and it only takes about two days to return to the state where he can complete the transformation.

blamed himself for his greed for money, and he was too excited to show his feet at a critical moment, otherwise where would he have made himself so embarrassed......

It's been a long time since I've encountered such a tricky commission......

The slime is stuck in memory.