The alcohol hunting group of these guys is really strong in emotional regulation.

As long as they took the wine glass, it was as if they could never catch up with them, and a few minutes ago they were talking about the retirement of one of the members, and a few minutes later they touched the glass and began to discuss whether Maxine could be a good mother in the future.

The unexpected meeting inexplicably turns into a drinking party, and when Gordon comes to his senses, the binge-drinking alcohol hunters drink over one by one.

They have always drunk without being respected by others, and they have poured themselves into themselves.

The only exception is Maxine, the flute flyer with the lowest presence in the alcohol hunting group, a girl who is about to retire as a "former member", and is still awake at this time.

She drank very restrained today.

After patting her cheek to make herself look more energetic, she bowed to Gordon and them.

"What do you want to say?" Anhill, who has never drunk and is no exception today, looked at her with her arms crossed.

Gordon took a tomato from the fruit basket on the table and tossed it to Maxine, it could decant the wine.

Maxin held the tomato, seemed a little embarrassed to speak, and after a few seconds of struggle, he lowered his head and said, "Everyone from the Silver Border Hunting Group, you are all high-level hunters, and there may be more opportunities to contact excellent hunters."

If you can, and there is just the right person, I would like you to help introduce a new member to Alcohol. ”

"You're really still worried about this." Anhill smiled.

Gordon shrugged, he was still happy to help with this, the guys in the alcohol hunting group basically had no shortcomings except for being good at drinking and being reckless.

The strength is good, the team atmosphere is good, as long as it is the right person, you can get along very happily, "It's nothing, we'll pay attention." ”

"Any specific requirements?" Hayatta asked in more detail, "Gender, age, tactical positioning, whatever?" ”

"Good drink?" Gordon joked.

"Not really." Maxine scratched at his half-length hair.

"Drinking is a common hobby that allows everyone to get together faster, but actually. I don't think the alcohol squad lacks another drunkard, we lack a brain."

Gordon couldn't help but burst out laughing, and Hayatta was trying to purse his lips, only Anhill didn't smile, but rubbed his forehead with a headache.

"I can probably understand why you don't feel comfortable leaving the team." Glancing at the three Ted who were lying on their plates and snoring, Anhill sighed.

"The brains of these three guys have almost been dissolved by alcohol, and as the only half of the brains left in the entire team, the impact of your departure may indeed be not small."

"Looking for someone who is self-disciplined and calm? But wouldn't that be a difficult fit in," Hayatta pondered among the hunters she knew.

"Rather than trying to fit in, I think it's more important to convince people who are drinking." Gordon continued: "Old man Miles, and Anhill can't drink, but they are the ones who can make them obedient.

To be honest, if Julius was willing, he should be able to throw Julius over, no, then the alcohol would just turn into a pen. ”

"Yes." Hayatta changed the search object in his mind from "calm and self-disciplined" to "can make drunkards obedient", and several characters popped up at once.

"For example, Master Amos, and Senior Xia Zuo?"

Looking at Maxine's frightened expression, Gordon tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Not to mention whether these bigwigs are willing to lead the alcohol, you are completely trying to force them to hang themselves." ”

“.”

"I thought of someone who might be the right fit." Anhill spoke suddenly.

"Who is it?" Gordon asked curiously.

As an old partner, he and Anhill's interpersonal networks basically overlapped completely, and he was curious to know who Anhill would recommend to be the brains of the alcohol hunting group.

"Manjushri of the Flame Village." Anhill said with a smile: "He has a heroic personality, and he is one of the few hunters in Flame Village who wants to 'go out and have a look'. ”

Hayata's entire face shrunk, "Sister Manjushri."

"Who's who?" Seeing that Anhill really had someone to recommend, Maxine seemed a little excited, but she still trusted the former's judgment.

"A Taidao envoy of Yanhuo Village, the niece of Master Fuxian." Gordon briefly introduced, "Twenty years old, not much like you, very strong, should have been promoted to the top last year, right?"

Her words should be quite compatible with you, Khayata is more familiar with her, can you tell me? ”

Hayatta pondered for a moment, "If Sister Manjushri joins you, it's almost equivalent to stuffing a muscle into an alcohol-soaked braincase, pretending to be a brain, right?" ”

Maxine: "."

The metaphor scared her a little.

Anhill smiled and shook his hand, "No, Miss Manjushri does give people the feeling that she is 'full of light!'" 's hot-blooded young man, but at the critical moment, he is still quite calm and reliable.

I've heard Master Fuxian say that if it weren't for the sudden rise of flames, he might have handed over the Inheritance Sword to Manjushri. ”

Maxine was a little relieved when she heard this, and she nodded, "Since Anhill has said so, I will persuade them to go to Flame Village."

Of course, it would be nice to find a new partner to get along with, but if you can't, you should go to a new place and see the world. ”

Anhill smiled, "The Flame Village is Feng Ying's hometown, and the insects she uses are species unique to the Land of Fire. ”

"Flying insects?"

"Just say that to Maca, she'll definitely want to go."

Maka, who heard the word "Xiangworm" in her sleep, suddenly raised her head, her face still dipped in the sauce on the dinner plate, and she sleepwalked and shouted, "Xiangworm? What insects?! ”

Before dawn, the "fully armed" maid Miss Lina came to the bedside of the third princess.

I don't know exactly what time she got up.

Wake up gently, serve and wash, assist the princess to put on the gorgeous and complicated dress, put on makeup, comb her hair, and bring easy-to-eat food to the princess's mouth.

When Feng Ying yawned and scratched her belly to the living room, Miss Maid was wearing a delicate and small jewel crown on the head of the third princess, whose painting style had changed.

"A little left, well, a little right." Miss Maid adjusted the position of the crown millimeter by millimeter until the angle was completely satisfied, "That's it!" ”

The third princess, standing in front of the huge dressing mirror, pulled the hem of her gown, turned slightly, raised her chin proudly, and hummed with satisfaction.

"Not bad, ja~!"

Feng Ying looked down at the small hole in her loose pajamas, and slammed her mouth, "Tsk, dress like a princess." ”

"Is there a possibility that Her Royal Highness was originally a princess?" Prima, the guard lady, glanced at Feng Ying, "As a friend who performs joint skills on Her Royal Highness every day, have you almost forgotten this setting?" ”

"I forgot! Am I being disrespectful? ”

"This is a question that you should have asked before you pulled out Her Royal Highness's tongue."

"Cough" Feng Ying changed the topic, "Anyway, today is the day of the competition, the princess will be arranged to sit on the high platform, do we still need to keep an eye on it?" ”

"I will always stand behind the princess, your words, feel free, you can move freely."

Feng Ying suddenly had an idea, "By the way, do the royal guards have a salary?" ”

Prima glanced at Feng Ying speechlessly, "Yes, I can apply for one for you when I go back this time, as a reward for you to 'protect' the princess during this time."

But in that case, you, as a guard, won't be able to run around today. ”

"How many?"

"What?"

"How much can I get paid?" Feng Ying asked with bright eyes.

"These days, it's tens of thousands of dollars." Prima said helplessly.

Feng Ying took a deep breath, her face turned solemn, "I will do my best to protect Her Royal Highness." ”

“.”

"Anyway, our armor is all pitch black, and standing behind that guy on the left and right is quite matched, isn't it?"

(End of chapter)