Night Crow Master

At noon the next day.

After the player team hunted a group of magic servants under the "protection" of Yate, they were led by Yate to the Hunters Association in Constantia.

The actual distance is not very far, but because Yate had previously taken them away from the city in order to find the place where the demon servants gathered, it would still take more than half a day to go back.

Similar to the memories of Mordor and the original sin hunters who were plundered by Yate’s night crows, the building of the Hunters Association resembled a large pub.

The Hunter Association is the place where the original sin hunters usually exchange information and take on some missions-although most demon hunters are not cold about missions and prefer to move freely.

When Yate walked ahead and brought a group of laborers to the gate of the Hunters Association, the tired hunter who was guarding the door gave a sharp shot, opened his eyes, swept his eyes to the crowd, and wore it on his head. A windshield on top of the original sin weapon, exuding a slight power.

Yate could feel it, and a gaze swept across them.

He didn't change his face, and his body had converged to the limit, he was not afraid of any peeping at all - even if he was peeped, it was not him who suffered.

Although not sure, various clues such as the various signs of the Yate system, the attitude of the will to glory, the attitude of the clay pot, the memory of Liont, the memory of Mordor, etc. can also be roughly guessed-my predecessor is a concept Creatures, otherwise, exist at the same level as conceptual creatures. If the former is the manifestation of the concept of doom, if it is the latter, the roots are not small.

Using the ability of observation type to peek at him, and what the consequences of peeking are, Yate has already been very clear in the glory world.

Although his current strength is not enough, at least he has the system, the rule level, that is, the existence of the seventh level is not so easy to peep, and once the barrier of the system is broken, he and the system... ...

Ask for your blessings.

The only thing that can be known at the moment is that he has signed a contract with him, using a seven-level world cornerstone pit to trick him into signing an agreement with the profiteer's jar, and the jar with the game player's organization is suspected to know his roots.

Fortunately, the opponent is not necessarily a friend, but it is definitely not an enemy.

why?

If it's really the enemy, wouldn't it be over if you catch him on the spot when making a deal?

While Yate's thoughts were swimming, the man also ended the exploration.

After his eyes stayed on the dragonwing female mage Jacqueline for a while, he closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

Seeing that man dozed off, Laoli and the other four were relieved.

Why is it with the other four?

Because one person did not come.

Lauli turned his head and glanced in the direction where Sasaki Ryosuke was hiding.

...

And Sasaki Ryosuke also cast his gaze at them at the same time, and when his gaze swept over Yate, he couldn't help gritting his teeth, and a trace of resentment appeared in his reddish eyes.

What emerged in his eyes was resentment towards "Lan Oqi" and the other five people.

He remembered the situation at the time--

"That's what, yes, it's you, you can just find a place to cat, you can't go to the Hunter Association."

There is no reason.

Even the captain and others take it for granted.

Why discriminate against him? why? Just because he is a dead house? Just because he is a new member of the team? Only one copy with the team?

Because of the discrimination against dead houses in Eastern culture, the behaviors of Yate and Laoli were directly regarded as discrimination by the mentally retarded.

........

As Laoli retracted his gaze, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to explain to Sasaki why he could not come to the Hunter Association.

But there is no need to explain such obvious reasons?

The blood of his vampire, in the eyes of the original sin hunter, is that the servant or **** creature has not run away. Didn't he come to the Hunter Association to die?

Thinking of this, Laoli looked at other people.

Originally, he was a little worried about the identities of Jacqueline and Karls.

Jacqueline is a dragonborn, and unevenness may also be regarded as a **** creature. Kars also said before that the type of power used by the Templars here is the power of angels, and the power of Kars is MP, which is similar to magic.

However, this veteran named Lan Aoqi only ordered Sasaki alone.

In other words, Jacqueline and Karls should be fine.

Although he didn't feel it, he knew from the expressions of Lu and Mai Ya that both of them should have felt that the person wearing the windshield had the ability to explore.

In other words, after investigation and confirmation, Jacqueline and Karls were found to be okay, but from the sight just now, Jacqueline's one still caught the other's attention.

At this time, he saw Yate walking into the Hunter's Association and greeted everyone to follow in.

The Hunter Association itself is an integrated multifunctional building.

In addition to the long L-shaped counter for receiving tasks and handling tasks, there is another counter for ordering food and wine in the other direction, and other counters for selling equipment.

The original sin hunters with different dresses and different weapons stand or sit in the spacious hall that can accommodate six to seven hundred people. Some are dressed in leather trench coats, some are dressed like civilians, and some even wear formal dresses. And their original sin weapons are in different forms, such as shotguns, pistols, submachine guns, great swords, long swords and iron fists, and other equipment that can’t be seen as original sin weapons when not in use—

Yate's gaze was on a woman wearing a low-cut red dress, and her gaze paused on the necklace on her chest... The magic contained in it and the smell of the devil and the devil made him unable to help but pick. eyebrow.

Or another, a man in a suit, the pen hanging in his chest pocket is also a weapon of original sin.

What other miscellaneous things, shoes, gloves, chains, rings, socks, underwear, dolls, accessories...

Strange shapes.

In comparison, the windshield just now is a bit more normal.

In the noisy conversation, Yate led five people to the counter.

Not a beautiful woman, but a bad old man-an old man who was injured in a battle with the devil, but still able to move, and has rich hunter qualifications, compared to those female receptionists who only sell colors much better.

And the Original Sin Hunters Association is not a place to look at the faces of customers.

"license."

The old man raised his head, glanced at Yate, and stretched out his dead palm.

Yate thought for a while, and copied out a license from his pocket. It said "Kogakh Lan Ochi" and a serial number, but did not indicate the level of the hunter.

There is no level, the old man will not discriminate, after all, he sees a lot.

And, it didn't matter at first, when I saw a mark below-an identity mark representing the ancients, I couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

The absence of a level means that although the original sin hunter has been verified to be able to control original sin weapons or possesses the ability to control original sin weapons, he has not undergone any assessment or task confirmation level.

It may be too weak to pass the assessment, or it may be that the assessment is really not performed, or the information is not updated.

The ancient...

This identity already means that the young man in front of him can't be without strength, so...Is there no updated information?

Speaking of which, Kogah Lanoqi...a bit familiar...

The old man who really couldn't remember said nothing, just asked according to the process:

"doing what?"

"Applying for the original sin hunter license, I will do the burden..."

Yate was just about to say something. At this moment, a group of people walked over. The forty-year-old bearded man who took the lead directly patted his license on the table and shouted to the old man:

"Apply for a license! I guarantee! Hurry up! Old man!"

The old man paused slightly, but he ignored his intentions, and continued to talk to Yate.

When he saw the old man's actions, the man got angry and punched the old man's license back to Yate on the table. Without looking at Yate, he just shouted at the old man:

"Old man! Did you hear me! Get a license for my people!"

His other hand pointed back. Among the dozen people behind him, two came out and came to the counter.

interesting.

Yate glanced at him with interest, then glanced at the hunter license he took out:

Gargal Molot

B-class original sin hunter.

The outer casing is still brand new.

Just promoted to a B-level hunter?

Yate thought so, and then prepared to capture some thoughts...

However, Gargal frowned when Yate's sight swept over:

"Why, are you not convinced? Little devil?"

As he said, the corner of his eye glanced at Yate's license.

There is no level, and so young, hey, just a qualified kid who failed the assessment.