Wizard: Gou adds some demon hunting in the Steam Age

"Are you really ready?"

"Uncle Euan, thank you very much for your concern," Wayne said extremely seriously, "but please believe that I am qualified for this job."

How could he not agree? This is a job with a weekly salary of 5 shillings.

And compared to other places, the safety factor of the Secret Adjustment Department is very high, ranking among the top five in the entire Custer City-State.

"I believe you for the time being," Youan saw his expression and beckoned: "Come with me, I have prepared a letter of recommendation for you."

"Thank you so much."

Wayne followed into Morris Clinic.

In the memory of his predecessor, he was envious of the layout of this clinic. Skeleton models, spider dolls, and various weird specimens... more like ghosts than the rooms arranged by the Ghost School.

But from the moment Wayne entered the clinic, he overturned the memory of his predecessor!

On the left side of the entrance, what I thought was a skeleton model is actually a skeleton warrior.

The slight flash of black light in its eye sockets, the cold aura emanating from its body, and the rusty two-handed sword in its hand all indicate its identity as an undead creature.

The giant spider "doll" on the ceiling remained motionless after seeing him enter the door.

But the six spider legs full of barbs, the three pairs of wide eyes on the head, and the spider threads swinging in the air... even a blind man knows that this is alive!

And what are the bottles and jars placed on the display cabinets?

The eyeballs of an unknown creature, the internal organs of an unknown creature, the prosthetic limbs of an unknown creature...

Um? ?

This looks like a human leg?

Wayne's lips twitched as he looked at the weird furnishings in the room.

Is this really a clinic?

God knows whether they are here for medical treatment or for funeral...

Euan took out a roll of parchment from the drawer under the table, saw his curious eyes and smiled: "How is it? My clinic is great, isn't it?"

"Great! Uncle Euan, you look like a doctor with superb medical skills!"

At times like this, don't care whether the lies are kind or not, your life is at stake.

"Even though my place is not big, it is definitely one of the best clinics in Custer City."

You An said with a proud look on his face: "Wei En, for the sake of our neighbors, I will give you a 20% discount on your future medical treatment."

Are you serious? Actually...it doesn’t have to be like this!

"I thank you..."

"You're welcome, Wayne. When I see you, I think of when I was young, as handsome and adventurous as ever."

With that said, Euan handed him the scroll in his hand, "If it weren't for Carly, maybe I would still be a ship's doctor now, sailing around the world with the White Rose, I..."

"Uncle Euan, the interview time is coming soon, I'll leave first."

Wei En didn't wait for him to finish, stepped forward, took the scroll, turned around and left, "When I come back, I will listen to your glorious deeds."

Having too sensitive senses is not a good thing either.

The spider silk on his head kept floating, and from time to time there was the sound of a sword scraping the ground behind him, which made him want to escape from this place.

"Huh? Wayne, then I wish you good luck."

Euan looked at the figure who turned his back and waved goodbye, and smiled slightly: "What a polite young man, but it's a pity that he is a male."

"Hiss, hiss..."

"Hey, why am I a daughter slave? Carly is so beautiful, generous, gentle and kind... she is worthy of being the most outstanding young man in Custer!"

"Hiss?"

Euan looked up at the spider and defended: "She is my daughter, of course I have to carefully choose my son-in-law."

At this time, the skeleton warrior who had been working as a model for a long time at the door slowly turned around and said, "Condylar, condylar." (Maurice, he found me.)

Euan was stunned for a moment, then looked thoughtfully in the direction next door, "Counting the time, it's really time to become a wizard apprentice."

"But compared to previous intelligence officers, he is really... low-key."

I never expected that such a conscientious person would agree to his suggestion and choose to join the Secret Adjustment Department.

Oh yes!

It seemed that I had forgotten to explain to him the responsibilities of the Logistics Department of the Secret Service Department.

Forget it, with the replacement frequency of ghost intelligence officers, it's not a little "accidental".

Youan muttered a few words under his breath, turned around, opened the suitcase, took out a few newly collected abnormal organs, and got busy.

…

After walking for nearly half an hour, Wei En found No. 102, Dumitru Street, where the Secret Service Department was located, according to the address provided by Youan.

The Dumitru neighborhood is more prosperous than Golden Avenue, which is closer to the favela.

The road is wider and flatter, and the buildings on both sides are tall and exquisite, full of Gothic style, making the whole neighborhood full of mystery and tranquility.

There are shops on both sides, and gentlemen and ladies arriving in carriages, neatly dressed and elegantly walk into these shops.

From time to time, a group of garrison soldiers wearing silver-white standard armor and carrying rune guns would patrol the streets.

The rumbling steam car is very eye-catching among the carriages, and it always makes pedestrians stop and show envious expressions.

The street lights every ten steps highlight the specialness of the Dumitru neighborhood.

The condensed light of dawn will make people living here feel more secure.

Obviously, this is the core area of ​​the Custer city-state.

Wayne didn't watch too much, and walked around Krims Cathedral, making his already not abundant time even more tense.

He walked straight into the gate of the Secret Adjustment Department, and after explaining his purpose to the guard, he was taken to the logistics department on the third floor.

jingle.

"Minister Yegor, the person you are waiting for has arrived." The guard knocked on the door and saluted the man inside with a fist on his chest.

"Well, invite him in."

The guard stepped back, leaving Wei En with a kind smile before turning around and leaving.

Wei En followed and walked in, looking at Minister Yegor——

His gray and white hair stood on end, his skin was white but rough, he had thick eyebrows, big eyes and thick lips, and a ferocious scar stretched from his nose to his temples, which not only did not ruin his image, but added a bit of majesty.

He is extremely tall and strong, which is a typical feature of the Aldes ethnic group in the Eastern Continent.

I saw him wearing Custer's common sailor's sweatshirt, leaning lazily on a high-backed chair, with his feet on the table, a cigar in his mouth and blowing out smoke.

Wayne did not expect that the interviewer would be the director of the Logistics Department, so he said with a slightly reserved expression: "Minister Yegor, my name is Wayne Loft, and I am..."

Yegor interrupted: "I know, I was introduced by Youan. I have to say that he finally did something serious this time."

As he spoke, he glanced at Wayne casually and asked, "Tell me, where are you from? Drake, Eton, or Okanbe?"

"In Castor, no, in the entire Kingdom of Chartland, the Sarut ethnic group is rarely seen."

Wei En pursed his lips and replied: "Minister Yegor of the Prieto City State of the Drake Republic."

It seems that the head of the logistics department is not easy to get along with.

"It belongs to Drake. That's right. Only the gentle climate in the entire Eastern Continent can raise a beautiful boy like you."

Yegor's tone was slightly frivolous, as if he was disapproving of the presence of foreigners thousands of miles away in the city of Custer.

Pretty, pretty?

How the hell does this describe a man?

Before he could refute, Yegor asked: "When can I go to work?"

Is the topic such a jumpy topic?

Wei En was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Tomorrow!"

"Oh, afternoon, right?"

Um? ?

Did he use the wrong words, or was there something wrong with the other person's ears?

Yegor finally changed his posture, put his feet away, found a piece of parchment from under the messy books, newspapers, official letters and other materials on the table and pushed it over, "Sign it."

"...Did I pass the interview?"