Unable to repay my student loans, I had no choice but to work part-time as a demon hunter.

Chapter 108 The Test for Advancing to the Third Tier

Gordon bought a large bouquet of sunflowers for Vera to express his longing for the sun.

The Hunter Administration stands at the entrance of Triumph Avenue in the center of Lundenim, with a statue of St. Joshua pointing one finger to the sky and the other to his chest, hoping that hunters will think more about the teachings of St. Joshua when they act.

Gordon walked through the foyer, which was covered with hunters' obituaries. Some hunters had photos with their names, ranks, dates of death, and brief biographies written below them.

He went to the training ground at the back.

It was converted from a medieval equestrian arena, so there are stands all around, and colorful flags hang high up. A dozen hunters waiting to be tested sat on the stands, carrying all kinds of weapons, such as axes, swords, bows, or long and short firearms.

"Cartrett————"

"She works too hard."

"This strength—"

"Completely different from what was rumored."

"The second-order test can no longer restrain her."

Exclamations of surprise and whispers rang out.

Gordon listened to their words. In the eyes of these hunters, Vera was clearly someone who was constantly pushing the limits of the concept of "second tier".

He had just entered when Vera, who had just thrown a javelin a hundred meters away, noticed Gordon's arrival. She seemed even more composed and waved to him from afar. To her, the words spoken on the field were noise, and the test was an obstacle that would inevitably be overcome.

The hunters and examiners on the field all turned to look at Gordon, who was holding a bouquet of flowers.

Gordon greeted them, then found a place to sit and observe the final few tests.

In terms of smashing ten bricks, Vera could shatter the first one, cause the second one to crack extensively, and the third through fifth bricks would also show cracks.

In terms of speed, Vera's 100-meter time is 9.8 seconds, equivalent to about 35 kilometers per hour, and she doesn't have any significant endurance limitations. She can also easily jump over a 2.5-meter-high wall without even needing a running start.

Thus, Gordon vaguely perceived what level a hunter was between the second-tier upper level and the third-tier lower level.

Half an hour later, Vera came to find Gordon.

"It passed." She said it softly, trying to appear calm, but Gordon could hear the pride in her voice.

He took out his license, which had been updated to show him as a Tier 3 Hunter.

My internship is over.

Gordon breathed a sigh of relief. Her name and qualifications were secured; she had everything.

Now all that's missing is finding a sufficiently large beast source material; hopefully Eve's so-called channel will provide solid enough clues.

She was overjoyed, accepted the large bouquet of sunflowers Gordon gave her, and walked into the street. It was the first time in her life she had received flowers, and she didn't know what to do, so she just kept holding them.

"Welcome to the professional hunter world," Gordon asked.

"Mmm." Vera kissed Gordon, clearly feeling that it enhanced her sense of happiness.

Gordon was genuinely happy for her. From today onward, Vera could officially establish her own agency, take on commissions, and earn higher pay.

"—So, what's next?"

"I'll change my clothes." With that thought, Vera turned to the clothing section, her movements clearly cheerful.

"You don't want the clothes Charlotte gave you?"

"It's precisely because Charlotte gave it to me that I need to take better care of it and not wear it all the time. I need to buy a lot more, for work and for home." Vera set off.

Compared to her previous aimless state, she was clearly more confident about the future.

"Weren't you not wearing anything at home?"

"Hmm————" Vera stared at Gordon, clearly intending to take advantage of him tonight.

Charlotte did indeed help Vera change her clothes last time, and now Gordon is watching from the sidelines.

She freely chose the clothes she wanted, and finally settled on a charcoal black hunting outfit, with a leather jacket on the outside, a bright red vest and a white shirt underneath, and light and loose trousers.

She also bought some other clothes, and at Gordon's insistence, she bought stockings.

This thing isn't suitable for combat, and it wasn't originally in Vera's plans. But since Gordon wants it, let him have it.

She tried it on, and Gordon stared at Vera's long legs for a long time, admiring the texture of the black stockings.

"Okay." He only said one word.

"Hmm." Vera understood what worked on Gordon.

"Next up—food? To Silver Lamb Restaurant? To Fish & Fried Brothers?" Gordon asked, carrying a pile of clothes.

"I want to do it myself," Vera nodded.

"Celebrating your promotion, but you're cooking for yourself? You shouldn't be going to a restaurant or anything like that."

"No. I've been waiting for this meal for so long. I'm going to cook it for you at home."

"What do you want to eat?"

You'll find out in a moment.

They wandered around until they arrived at Zhonglou Street, where they bought kitchenware from a shop called "The Whale That Eats White Rice".

Vera carefully selected and bought a variety of pots, pans, spoons, and knives of various sizes, which greatly increased the range of meals available at 9 Knightsway.

They returned to 9 Knightsway, Vera went grocery shopping, and Gordon prepared all the tableware and gradually washed the new kitchen utensils.

About an hour later, Vera returned carrying a large pile of food ingredients.

He soon realized that this was no ordinary celebratory meal.

Beef kidneys, lamb kidneys, oysters, asparagus, eggs, onions, honey, walnuts, black pepper — and several kinds of dried root vegetables in paper packages.

"What's this?" Gordon questioned the brown root inside the paper package.

"It's for your own good."

"Where exactly is it good?"

You'll find out tonight.

"Let me state upfront that I have comprehensive biological and medical knowledge, which you certainly don't, so I'm going to resist."

"No." Vera started cooking.

She sliced ​​the beef kidneys, marinated them with spirits, onions, and peppers, steamed the oysters, drizzled them with butter, pan-fried lamb kidneys and asparagus, beat eggs into milk, mixed in honey and walnuts, and chopped up the roots that were "supposedly good for Gordon" and added them to the pot.

The broth was bubbling and glistening with oil.

【The Complete Tonic Soup. You can't help but name it that.】

"Are you misunderstanding who you're celebrating? You're the one who got promoted today," Gordon emphasized again.

"So I'm going to celebrate with you." Vera rested her chin on her hand. "Drink up."

Gordon closed his eyes, resigned to his fate, and began to drink.

He has been enhanced, obviously.

In fact, he felt a raging fire spreading from his body. Due to the enhanced effects of bodily fluids, all the supplies and nutrients were replenished, making him feel a sacred mission calling him, and his blood was burning hot.

The night had barely begun, but Vera was already determined to make the most of it. She quickly rinsed off and changed into the black stockings Gordon had requested.

Vera has been waiting for this moment for a long time. She has been restrained for too long, and a rebound is inevitable!

Finally, she went to the double ironwood bed that had been prepared for a long time and lay down on it.

"How is it?" Vera lifted one foot.

What do you think?

Then, it began to sway incessantly—

The celebration that night lasted a very long time.

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