Release that Witch

"Hey, it’s just right, I just have something to look for." After the call was connected, he hadn’t spoken yet, and there was a voice from Garcia.

"Oh... what?"

"The phone said it was inconvenient. Come to my room and have a good look. Anyway, you just got up soon?"

Through the receiver, Roland can feel the sorrowful breath from the other side, as if the bed is a sinful act for the martial arts.

"That... well," he thought for a while, decided to go to 0827 to explore the tone first. If Jiaxia was in a bad mood, he could choose to talk again.

Hanging up the phone, Roland ordered the three witches to wait in the living room for a while, then one came to the door of 0827.

"The door is not closed, come in." Garcia apparently heard his footsteps.

Roland pushed the door into the living room and saw that the other person was wearing a loose summer dress and holding two glasses in front of the refrigerator. The wet gray long hair spilled on the shoulders, the tiny sweat beads still hung on the tip of the nose, and a pair of cartoon flip-flops on the foot. At the moment, she is not like a serious martial artist. It is more like a Ordinary college students who enjoy summer vacation, "What do you want to drink? Baichai, tea, cola... all have ice."

Also, the actual age of Garcia and his own difference is not big, the difference of up to two or three years old, he thought. If you weren’t originally set up by the Dream World to drop out of school, work in a bar, and lose your job, you’re still in school.

"Coke." Roland replied casually. "Have you finished your training in the morning?"

"Do you think you are so lazy like you?"

He was slightly stagnation, and he was so undefended. He spoke as if he had just met him. It would be uncomfortable not to be ironic. It is a miracle to live in peace.

But in the end, I have known for a long time, at least a little Roland can be sure, that is, the mood of the other party at the moment is not bad... even good.

Is it related to what she is going to say?

"Hey, iced green tea." Garcia put the drink in front of him.

"I just said it was Coke..." Roland picked an eyebrow.

"If you don't have morning exercises, you should drink less sugary drinks." She seems to be suppressing her smiles, and she said in a serious way, "The evolution of the power of nature has nothing to do with the size, even if it looks thin, it can burst out powerful. The power of this. It also means that it can't help you reshape your body. If you want to go on stage, you should pay attention to it. The well-proportioned martial artist is always more popular than the obese martial artist."

In this case, you should not list this option! Roland rolled his eyes and asked without hesitation. "So? You told me not to talk about the figure? And I said, no matter what the star martial arts or the contest, I have no interest at all. To eradicate evil and protect the world, you only need to carry, do not need fame, let me be a silent guardian."

If you are really famous, you will be recognized when you go, how can you go to the house to rob?

"Unbelievable..." Garcia's voice suddenly lowered a lot. She watched Roland slowly. "I thought this was the most impossible to say from your mouth. Of course, the master taught me not to look at someone." Say, but should look at how a person does it. If you don't know what you did, I guess it will only be used as a shameless boast, but it is true... but it is true."

Roland naturally understood what the other party was saying.

Ever since he tasted the sweetness of the murderer, he and the Taqila witches cleaned up the hidden low-level demon in the city.

In the daytime, Falcon and others search and locate. In the evening, he and the fighting witch solve their opponents. In addition to the natural power of harvesting, they often get a lot of extra income. In order to avoid being noticed, he will only take away some of the cash or unidentified property, and occasionally turn over some natural forces to the martial arts association.

After all, the association is also monitoring the movements of the demon. If they find that a large number of demon people are inexplicably dying, and the power of nature is not known, it will cause a round of vibration, and it will be troublesome when it comes to him. Therefore, it is better to take the initiative to give up a part of the clearly exposed targets more secure.

In addition, the association issued the most wanted and eroded entrustment, he also received the most positive, according to Garcia, he is the most newcomer to fight with the demon, even more than a lot of formal members. And there is intelligence that the demon person has realized the emergence of a strong enemy and is trying to find out his identity and whereabouts.

In other words, he cast a stone in the prism city and the demon group, which is enough to stir up the ripples, but it is not famous among ordinary martial artists and the public. If Garcia is a guide in the area, she will not know what he has done every time Roland wants to turn in the power of nature to contact her.

"Coughing...there is nothing inside," Roland cleared his throat. "Isn't this the duty of the martial artist?"

“Yes,” Garcia laughed in a rare way. “This is the responsibility of the martial arts.” She took a piece of paper from the coffee table and handed it to him. “Congratulations, you have become a full member of the martial arts association. This is the new contract sent today, and the name will be valid."

"I remember that I could become a full member by solving an erosion incident alone. As a result, I have completed ten tasks and eight of them. The administrative efficiency of Prism City is really low enough." Roland pouted, in the contract. At the end, I gave my name.

"Because... the martial arts association is an international organization."

"So I am now like you?"

"No," Garcia shook her head and pushed another small book. "Accurately, it is above me."

Roland curiously opened the little book and couldn’t help but sigh, "This is"

“Hunting the license.” She put away her smile and said in a word, “It is only granted to those who have outstanding talents in battle and who are determined to fight evil. The martial arts that own it in this city do not exceed ten. The license issued by Prism City is also around a hundred. As for its use and precautions, it is written at the end of the book. It is both the trust of the association and the greater responsibility. I hope you Can persist on this road until mankind wins the final victory."

It turns out... is she happy with this?

Exceeding the newcomers who are recruited by themselves, the average person may feel lost, or feel embarrassed, unscrupulous, etc. But in the eyes of Garcia, these negative emotions are completely invisible. She is happy from the heart, as if It is she who has received this honor in general.

It makes Roland faint bit worried.

Now Garcia is at his highest point of view, but the more so, the greater the pressure of expectation. He knows that the other side is indifferent, but the heart is very sense of justice, otherwise it will not help the residents of the package to fight against the three-leaf group. When he thinks about the misunderstanding that may arise later, he feels very big.

"Right, what did you call me before?" Garcia casually drank the tea. "I have to finish the explanation. You are not looking for me in advance?"

"Well... there are some things," Roland replied with a hard scalp. "Can you go to my room?"

Garcia glanced at him in confusion. "There is nothing wrong with it, but can't you say it here?"

"You will know when you come."

"Ok."

Roland took a deep breath, took the other side back to 0825.

Into the living room, suddenly the three witches shiny eyes on him.

At the same time, he felt an indescribable behind came the coolness

"You ...... you still really step out of this!" Garcia stunned to stand at the door, "My God ...... they were kids ah, I, I call the police!"