In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Ryan returned to the residence prepared for him by the demon hunting organization.

A typical Japanese garden.

To be precise, it was where he and Rebecca ended up.

Regarding what happened this morning, the Demon Hunting Agency made a profound review. First, there was no timely warning, allowing people to easily break through the "safest" defense facilities and reach Emilia.

Second.

It is an extremely irresponsible and thoughtless mistake to allow these dangerous elements to live in high-rise buildings in the downtown area.

"Anyway, I'm just here to perform a mission, so it doesn't matter where I live."

Rebecca stopped the car. She was a part-time driver. She was almost stopped by a conscientious policeman on the road. She didn't bow until she saw the model and plate number clearly.

"Whether baby face brings you more benefits or more troubles."

At the corner of the tree-shade, the elegant small courtyard in front gradually became clear in the field of vision, the sky was a little cloudy, and the golden sunlight shone down, and the glass curtain wall of the building in the distance was dazzling.

Ryan stroked his chin, and Rebecca trailed behind him expressionlessly.

"All."

Rebecca looked at his profile, and saw the straight nose bridge and handsome profile.

Her lips parted slightly, her cheeks puffed up: "When slaughtering people, the opponent will let down their vigilance."

"When working with certain people, you will be heckled with bad intentions."

Lane raised his hand in surrender.

"Do you like Chinese food?"

he asked.

Rebecca tilted her head, her suspicious eyes swept across his face.

"Is this the time to say that?"

She took a breath and said, "Tonight, we will enter Huangquan Kingdom and kill some powerful demons."

There are low bushes on both sides of the road. The season is just right, and the eyes are green.

"A lot of pressure?"

Ryan stepped forward and glanced at her.

Rebecca's immature face had a dignified expression that didn't match her appearance, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Fortunately."

"However, my strength cannot keep up with you."

She said lightly.

Admitting that you are inferior to others is an extremely difficult thing for those who want to be strong.

Obviously, Rebecca is very self-aware, but she is a little lunatic who knows that there are tigers in the mountains and prefers to go to the tigers when she knows that there is danger.

Lane knew a little bit.

Rebecca's hesitation did not stem from "worry" or "fear" that she would be buried in the Underworld.

It's just that I'm afraid that I will be hindered.

Compared with her talent, her strength is indeed not outstanding enough.

This is the result of Heisenberg's educational approach.

Let her have a window period of more than ten years.

"What would happen if the professor took another diametrically opposed educational approach, such as pushing you into the witch hunt as early as possible?"

Lane stared at her.

"."

"Then I will definitely turn into another cold-blooded look. At least it won't be Rebecca Brunshid."

"Are you satisfied with where you are?"

Rebecca nodded.

"Just accept it."

"Executioners need exercise too."

The two walked to the door of the courtyard.

Before I got close, I heard cats meowing in the courtyard.

"I believe you."

"For monsters in the abyss, fighting is the most effective nutritional supplement—"

"As for now."

"We're still here."

Lane smiled.

Rebecca nodded silently.

She doesn't like the feeling of being dragged down.

But in the previous missions, she tried her best.

Therefore, she will not let go of any chance to fight against a powerful opponent.

"Strong lineage and thrilling hunting."

"Both are essential."

She thought silently, and her heart was firm.

With a hearty smile on Ryan's face, he pushed open the door.

Rockery.

Green trees and green vines.

The breeze blows over the shallow pool water, bringing a moist aroma.

Ryan saw his black cat flicking its tongue and running away in front of it. While running, it also let out a very salty laugh.

It makes people wonder if she is a female cat?
"."

Ryan stepped aside with a dark face.

Dodged Raphael's body that hit his chest straight.

"Hey!"

Raphael flopped on all fours, staring at Ryan with complaining eyes.

The black cat flew towards Rebecca's head. The girl stretched out her exquisite little hand and grabbed the nape of the black cat's neck.

"What are you doing?"

Ryan was puzzled.

Raphael was carried by Rebecca, his round eyeballs rolled around, his forearms crossed his chest, his cat face was very human, and he showed a very unbeatable smile.

"Believe me."

"According to your request, I have prepared a [big gift] for you."

The black cat turned its head and glanced at Rebecca.

She stuck out her little pink tongue, licked the tip of her nose, and smiled gloatingly.

Ryan suddenly felt something was wrong.

"sand!"

The sound of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded.

Lane finally realized something.

Soon, the "big gift" prepared by Raphael suddenly walked out from the corner of the corridor. Her delicate face was ablaze with anger, and her fair skin looked as translucent as ice crystals under the clear and bright sky.

Rebecca slowly turned her head, pinched the nape of Raphael's neck with one hand, and asked doubtfully, "Is this your hobby or a request?"

Ryan looked up.

Bo Yun didn't know when it became creamy white, as if something had already occupied his eyes, causing everything he saw to be hallucinated into another appearance.

The arc of the cloud is beautiful.

Still very white.

"When did I say I love maid see-through aprons?"

Ryan's voice was dry.

"."

The figure of Gabriel appeared at the end of the field of vision.

She tugged at the hem of her skirt.

Although the anger on the snow-white Guazi's face was still there, he still walked in front of Ryan.

Her snow-colored long hair was like the fine waves rolled up by the sea, and a few strands of silver hair jumped out and attached to the lace maid collar.

The red eyes are wide open.

Anger outweighs shame.

"Oh!"

Rebecca slammed the door.

The black cat rubbed its chin with a smile.

Ryan snatched Raphael away from Rebecca who was putting on a bad face, then walked forward slowly and presented it respectfully.

"It's definitely a misunderstanding."

Lane is a gentleman.

"Is it?"

"She said you liked it."

In front of Ryan, Gabriel restrained his anger instead, and reluctantly put away the fierce light in his eyes.

"I never said that."

"I didn't ask for it either."

"It's her own opinion."

Ryan grimaced.

"."

"Then—do you like it or not?"

Rebecca asked abruptly.

The voice is like a piece of ice in midsummer, being stuffed into your clothes secretly by a tablemate who is full and has nothing to do, it is an indescribably cold and sour feeling.

Ryan faced the cold gaze with a bright smile on his face.

"like very much."

It doesn't matter if you admit it.

"Meow!"

Raphael gave Ryan a thumbs up, she stuck out her tongue, put on a very salty smile, and fled away from Ryan's hand in an instant.

"I see people very accurately!"

Raphael's voice gradually drifted away.

"."

Rebecca glanced at Ryan, leaning against the door, shaking her head.

With appreciative eyes, Ryan looked Gabriel up and down in front of him.

Is it true that the holy angel lost her divine power and wore a maid outfit suitable for work?

"I see adultery in your eyes."

Gabriel tugged at the hem of his skirt.

Pull it down to cover the top, and pull it up to cover the bottom.

Stared at by Ryan, she tried to put on an ice face, like an iceberg on the Antarctic permafrost.

It's just that the iceberg is dyed bright red.

The holy angel gritted her teeth, she didn't want to back down on this kind of thing. Why is it a bit strange?
The pink ears are hidden behind the hair, it is not known whether it was sunburned or for some other reason.

The white apron blocked the slender waist, and under the delicate tutu were slightly bent legs, with beautiful arcs and charming curves.

"If you lose your divine power, you can still see adultery."

"amazing."

Ryan took a look and then looked away.

"Quickly go in and change, if you are bullied by Raphael, just tell me."

He sighed.

"."

Rebecca stepped forward and walked in front of Ryan. She watched Gabriel's leaving back, slender waist, plump curvature, and graceful curves gradually drifting away.

Turning his head, he looked at Ryan coldly.

The hunter raised his head, with a hesitant expression on his face.

"I see you seem to appreciate it."

"Otherwise, how about a score?"

She said: "By the way, for those women in the academic department to refer to?"

The girl said indifferently: "It seems that many girls want to associate with you. If you don't often go out on missions, I think there will be a lot of people gathered downstairs in your dormitory."

"It's rude to judge a lady, isn't it?"

Ryan was stunned: "Also, don't you often go on missions, how do you know such things?"

"I guess." Rebecca responded angrily first, and then stared at Ryan with disgust.

"Don't you often do it? What kind of beauty rankings."

Rebecca asked suspiciously, "Are you used to being critical?"

"What does it have to do with me, I never watch those weird things."

Lane spoke sternly.

"is it?"

Rebecca tilted her head: "How many rows do I have?"

"Second." Ryan replied lightly.

"Where are the points deducted?"

"Height and a baby face."

"By the way, you are the last one in the academic department [least want to be her boyfriend]."

Rebecca tilted her head.

"I'll be caught." Ryan smiled subtly.

"."

Rebecca was silent for a moment.

She couldn't help thinking of something.

If she remembers correctly, when the old man asked her to go to his dormitory that day, there seemed to be some gossip in the forum of the academic department?

Shake his head.

She doesn't care about these rumors.

In fact, that day, some students in the same dormitory building as Ryan took a lot of photos and uploaded them to the forum, and detonated the entire forum, making the [Gossip Zone] almost overwhelmed.

In the end, it was the administrator who took the initiative, deleting what should be deleted, banning what should be said, and giving a serious warning not to send it again, otherwise credits will be deducted.

This stopped the storm.

Everyone remained silent, and the few people in the center of the storm didn't know what happened.

Regarding the handling of this matter, Professor Heisenberg, who supports students' free love, said:
It will work out well.

Then delete all the external interference factors tm!Not one left!
"."

"Ugh--"

Ryan sighed.

"Actually, I was wondering, where did she get this dress?"

Rebecca was stunned for a while, and was silent for a while.

A cold light emerges from the contact lens, a symbol of data flow.

"I found out that a few ten minutes ago, someone sent a request to the logistics department."

"The logistics department is very professional, they gladly accepted, and within 10 minutes, an ironed garment was delivered here."

Rebecca stated lightly, without any emotion.

"."

"Whose request?"

"Lane Winster."

"Is cat meat edible?"

"No."

"I think so."

Ryan walked into the courtyard with a dark face.

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lunch time.

Sakuraba Qiye found a bench, took out earphones from his coat pocket, and hung them on his ears.

Beating the time with the music, the knocking sound of the leather shoes under her feet was crisp, she hummed softly, and took another bite of bread.

Laiqi Moli didn't come to class today.

Laiqi Moli is not an ordinary wealthy family, and she herself is the sole heir of a wealthy family - it is normal to often ask for leave to attend some meetings.

"Crack!"

Turn off the phone screen.

Today's Sakuraba Qiye changed her lazy appearance, the classmates and even the head teacher all looked at her with admiration.

"She didn't doze off? That's weird."

He stretched out his hand and pressed the pleated skirt.

Sakuraba seven leaf three down five divide two to solve lunch.

She needs to do some preparations for the evening's action.

Including but not limited to staying at home for the entire afternoon.

A good student who often sleeps in class and wins the first place in the grade. Prepare to leave early!

Carry the bag over one shoulder with a lovely charm dangling from it.

She swaggered out of the school.

There were crystal cherry blossoms under the feet of the seven leaves in the cherry garden, and even some crystal pink fell on the shoulders. The girl pursed her lips slightly, and the sunlight shining through the gaps in the trees swayed with the breeze.

Her lips are moisturized.

"clatter!"

step.

Taking a step forward, the curvaceous chest heaves violently.

The eyebrows of the seven-leaf willow in Yingting suddenly locked.

"Bang bang bang!"

My heart is beating wildly!
The palm caressed her chest, and this strong ominous feeling rose from the bottom of her heart like a tarsal maggot, as if cooling her body temperature instantly.

Sakuraba Qiye, whose complexion changed drastically, slowly raised her head.

It was getting dark.

I don't know when, the dark and quiet clouds surged like a tsunami, covering all the sunlight.

"."

"Before Yuzao."

The taboo-like name sounded in her heart.

Sakuraba Qiye bowed her head indifferently.

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The sky is thick and dark, and the dark clouds that can hardly be seen at the end are layered on top of each other, turning into turbulent waves and rolling in the sky.

Bamboo house.

A woman stands under a bamboo shed.

She changed into a moon-white kimono, with an elegant and gentle temperament.

The robes rustled in the wind, the emerald green bamboo leaves clattered loudly, and the strong wind blew the tough green bamboos down to the north.

The woman looked at the calm sky.

A head of black hair fluttered in the wind, blowing on her snow-white fragrant shoulders and delicate collarbone.Her full lips were slightly pursed with a shallow smile.

It was clearly a duckweed in the strong wind.A lonely boat in the wind and rain.

But her cold and straight body exudes an aura of dominance in the world.

Looking up at the sky is her admiration for the surging demon power.

The fall of the bamboo branches symbolizes her noble and detached spirit.

"I can't sit still."

Sweet laughter sounded in front of the bamboo house.

The peerless smile carries a sense of oppression that is not inferior to the black clouds pressing down on the city.

Kaguya Hime smiled coldly.

"I am a concubine, I will definitely meet" (end of this chapter)