Divine Seal: I, the Grim Reaper, am kept by the yandere Cai'er.

Chapter 52 The Iceberg Regiment Leader is Trying to Fit In

The food quickly filled the entire long table.

Friendships between girls always form very quickly.

With delicious food and the icebreaker topic of "the rich woman treating," the atmosphere in the private room quickly warmed up.

They chatted about everything from their cultivation experiences to which stores in the Holy City had the best clothes, and then gossiped about the handsome guys in other demon-hunting groups, chattering away with constant laughter.

Only Cai'er remained aloof and silent.

She sat quietly to the side, eating her food in small bites, listening to the girls' laughter and chatter. Although she couldn't join in the conversation, she didn't feel annoyed at all.

On the surface, she appeared to be in a daze, but in reality, her consciousness had already wandered into her sea of ​​consciousness to chat with Bai Ye.

"white night."

"What's wrong, Xiao Cai'er?" Bai Ye was comfortably lying on the rocking chair deep in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Who do you think is the prettiest among them?" Cai'er asked casually.

Without much thought, Bai Ye casually launched into commentary mode: "Hmm—each has its own merits."

"Feng Ling'er is like a pure white flower, arousing people's protective instincts;

The night is still young, and it exudes feminine charm, maturity, and intellect.

Li Xin, well, she has a slim waist, long legs, and a heroic air about her;

Chen Ying'er is a delicate and petite little girl;

As for Wang Yuanyuan, her body proportions are perfect, her muscles are well-defined, and she exudes a wild beauty.

Bai Ye was engrossed in his commentary when he suddenly felt the temperature in his sea of ​​consciousness drop by more than ten degrees.

He looked down and met Cai Ji's dangerous eyes.

"Ahem!" Bai Ye's survival instinct kicked in instantly. He changed the subject and said in an extremely firm tone, "Of course, even if they were all put together, they wouldn't be as good as a single hair on my Cai'er's head!"

My Cai'er is still so young, and she's already an absolute beauty. If she grows up, won't she be stunningly gorgeous, a true femme fatale? She'll be breathtakingly beautiful!

After showering Cai'er with extremely exaggerated flattery, Bai Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the corners of Cai'er's mouth slightly turn up, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

It's unbelievable! A dignified god, actually frightened by the eyes of a little girl?

In high spirits, Cai'er seized the opportunity to voice her lingering doubts: "So—that roulette wheel selection ceremony, you secretly orchestrated it, didn't you? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that all the participants were girls?"

"Nonsense! Slander!" Bai Ye vehemently denied, his words righteous and indignant. "I am a high and mighty god, why would I bother with such trivial matters as your mortals spinning the wheel? It's purely coincidental, absolutely a coincidence!"

Cai'er gave a soft snort, clearly harboring great skepticism.

Seeing that Cai'er was about to press for answers, Bai Ye quickly changed the subject, his tone becoming serious: "Alright, let's get down to business. Cai'er, look at the girls around you."

Cai'er turned her head slightly in reality, taking in the lively atmosphere in the private room.

"They will all be your future partners, sisters who can entrust their backs to each other on the battlefield."

Bai Ye's voice carried a hint of gentleness, "Therefore, communication is necessary. You can't always isolate yourself; as a team leader, you can't be independent of the team."

Cai'er remained silent for a moment.

She grew up in the brutal training of the Assassin's Temple, and became accustomed to loneliness and to using indifference to protect herself.

She couldn't suddenly become as lively as Chen Ying'er.

"I—I don't know how to get along with them." Cai'er's voice was somewhat downcast.

"There's no need to deliberately try to please them," Bai Ye encouraged. "Try to listen, try to respond to their kindness. Even if it's just a simple nod or a smile. Take it slow, and you'll find that having companions is a wonderful thing."

"Mmm," Cai'er responded softly in her heart.

In reality, when Feng Ling'er handed her a glass of juice, Cai Ji didn't refuse it coldly as usual. Instead, she reached out and took it with both hands. Although her expression remained aloof, she surprisingly said, "Thank you."

These two simple words made the other five girls in the private room pause for a moment, and then their smiles became even brighter.

During the three-day break that followed, Cai'er began to try to change herself.

As the leader of the group, she led the women to the Demon Hunter Guild's quest tower and successfully completed the group registration.

From that moment on, they had their own glorious code name—the First-Class Demon Hunter Squad!

Afterwards, she led everyone to the Holy Alliance Treasure Pavilion, where they received secret skill rewards according to their respective rankings.

Over the course of three days, the girls gradually figured out the temperament of this icy leader.

They discovered that although Cai'er was aloof and not good with words, she was not arrogant or rude.

She would give extremely accurate advice when Wang Yuanyuan hesitated in choosing a secret technique; she would catch Chen Ying'er with lightning speed when she almost fell while walking.

Everyone could sense that this terrifyingly powerful assassin queen was trying her best to increase communication with her team members in her own clumsy way.

They not only genuinely acknowledged her abilities, but also held her in high esteem and affection.

The cohesion of the No. 1 Demon Hunter Squad of the Warrior Rank had quietly taken shape without anyone noticing.

Three days later, at dawn, the rising sun bathed the Knights' Trial Grounds in a sacred golden glow.

After a short rest, the ten newly recruited demon hunter teams lined up neatly in the center of the trial grounds.

Having shed the fatigue and aggression of the competition, the young men are now full of energy, their eyes sparkling with anticipation for the future and a fighting spirit.

Paladin Commander Hantz strode to the front of the group, followed by ten burly men dressed in white, all at least forty years old.

Although these ten people concealed their aura, the chilling killing intent forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood still made the young people present feel a chill run down their spines.

"Children, from this day forward, you are officially members of the Warrior-class Demon Hunter Team!"

Han Ci's loud voice echoed in the training ground, "Presumably, when you registered, you already knew what merit points meant in this system."

It is a resource, a secret manual, and equipment—this is the fundamental reason why the Demon Hunter Corps is hailed as the "cradle of the strong!"

"However, to gain merit, one must risk one's life!"

Hantz's eyes sharpened. "Next, we will have a team competition for the newly formed Demon Hunter Team."

On the real battlefield, an individual's strength is extremely small. Only by entrusting your back to your teammates and working together can you create miracles!

You are about to leave the holy city and head to the most dangerous frontier to spend three months in the military.