These guys in the Alcohol Hunting Group have really strong emotional regulation abilities.
As long as they have a glass of wine, it seems that their worries will never catch up with them. A few minutes ago, they were talking about the retirement of one of the members. A few minutes later, they clinked glasses and started discussing whether Maxine can be a good mother in the future. .
The unexpected encounter inexplicably turned into a banquet. When Gordon came to his senses, the alcoholic hunters who were drinking wildly drank over him one by one.
They never drink wine without being greeted by others, they drink it to themselves.
The only exception is Maxine, the hunter with the lowest presence in the alcoholic hunting group, a girl who is about to retire and become a "former member", but she is still sober at this time.
She drank very restrained today.
After patting her cheeks to make herself look energetic, she bowed to Gordon and the others.
"What do you want to say?" An Xil, who never drank, and today was no exception, looked at her with his arms folded.
Gordon took a tomato from the fruit basket on the table and threw it to Maxine. This thing can sober up the alcohol.
Maxine was holding the tomato and seemed a little embarrassed to speak. After struggling for several seconds, she lowered her head and said: "Everyone in the Silverborder Hunting Group, you are all high-level hunters, and you may have more opportunities to come into contact with outstanding hunters.
If possible, and there happens to be a suitable candidate, I would like to ask you to help introduce a new member to Alcohol. "
"Sure enough, you are still worried about this." An Xil smiled.
Gordon shrugged. He was quite happy to help. The guys in the Alcoholic Hunting Group basically had no shortcomings except for being drunk and reckless.
The strength is good and the team atmosphere is good. As long as they are suitable people, they can get along happily. "This is not a big deal, we will pay attention to it."
"Are there any specific requirements?" Hayata asked in more detail, "Gender, age, tactical positioning, etc.?"
"A good drinker?" Gordon joked.
"Not really." Maxine scratched her half-length hair.
"Drinking is a common hobby, which can help everyone get together faster, but in fact, I feel that the alcohol team does not lack another alcoholic, we lack a brain."
Gordon couldn't help but burst out laughing, and Hayata was also trying hard to purse her lips. Only Ancil didn't laugh, but instead rubbed his forehead with a headache.
"I can probably understand why you are worried about leaving the team." Looking at the three Teds who were all lying on their plates and snoring, Ancil sighed.
"The brains of these three guys have almost been dissolved by alcohol. As the only half of the brains left in the entire team, the impact of your departure may indeed be considerable."
"Looking for someone who is self-disciplined and calm? But will it be difficult to blend in?" Hayata tried hard to sift through the hunters she knew.
"Rather than thinking about integrating, I think it's more important to 'convince' people who drink." Gordon continued: "Mr. Miles and Ancil don't know how to drink, but they are people who can make them obedient. .
To be honest, if Julius is willing, he should be able to throw Julius over. Well, no, the alcohol will directly turn into pen. "
"That's right." Hayata changed the search object in his mind from "calm and self-disciplined" to "make drunkards obedient", and several characters jumped out at once.
"For example, Master Yamos and Senior Xia Zuo?"
Seeing Maxine's horrified expression, Gordon twitched his lips, "Not to mention whether these big guys are willing to lead the alcohol, you are totally trying to force them to hang themselves."
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"I have thought of a possible suitable candidate." An Xil suddenly said.
"Who is it?" Gordon asked curiously.
As an old partner, his and Ancil's interpersonal networks basically overlapped completely. He wanted to know who Ancil would recommend to be the brains of the Alcohol Hunting Group.
"Manjusri from Yanhuo Village." Anhil said with a smile: "He has a bold personality, and he is one of the few hunters in Yanhuo Village who wants to 'go out and have a look.'"
Hayata's whole face shrank, "Sister Manjusri..."
"Who is who?" Maxine seemed a little excited when she saw that An Xil was recommended by someone. She still trusted the former's judgment.
"A Tai Swordsman from Yanhuo Village, the niece of Master Puxian." Gordon briefly introduced, "She is in her twenties, about the same age as you, and very strong. She should have been promoted to a higher position last year, right?
She seems to be quite compatible with you. Hayata is familiar with her. Can you tell me? "
Hayata struggled for a while, "If Sister Manjusri joins you, it is almost equivalent to stuffing a muscle into a skull that has been soaked by alcohol and pretending to be a brain, right?"
Maxine: "."
The metaphor frightened her a little.
An Xil smiled and shook his hand, "No, Miss Wenshu does give people the impression that she is the kind of passionate young man who is 'flaming with brilliance!', but she is still very calm and reliable at critical moments.
I heard Master Samantabhadra say that if it hadn't been for the sudden rise of the flames, he might have given the inherited sword to Manjusri. "
Maxine felt a little relieved after hearing this, and she nodded, "Since Ancil said so, I will persuade them to go to Yanhuo Village.
Of course it would be best if you can find a new partner that you get along with. If not, just go to a new place and see the world. "
An Xil smiled and said: "Yanhuo Village is Feng Ying's hometown, and the flying insects she uses are species unique to the land of Yanhuo."
"Flying insect?"
"Just tell Maka that, she will definitely want to go."
When Maka heard the word "flying insect" in her sleep, she suddenly raised her head, her face still dipped in the sauce on the dinner plate, and she shouted as if she was sleepwalking, "Xingying? What flying insect?!"
Before dawn, the "fully armed" maid Lina came to the bedside of the third princess.
I don’t know what time she got up.
He wakes her up gently, washes her up, assists the princess in putting on the gorgeous and complicated dress, putting on makeup, combing her hair, and at the same time, she delivers easy-to-eat food to the princess's mouth.
When Feng Ying came to the living room yawning and scratching her belly, the maid lady was putting a delicate and small gemstone crown on the head of the third princess whose appearance had changed.
"A little to the left, well, a little to the right." The maid adjusted the position of the crown millimeter by millimeter until the angle was completely satisfactory, "That's it!"
Standing in front of the huge dressing mirror, the third princess held up the hem of her dress and turned around slightly. She raised her chin proudly and hummed with satisfaction.
"Not bad ja~!"
Feng Ying lowered her head and looked at the small holes in her loose pajamas, then smacked her lips and said, "Tsk, you're dressed like a princess."
"Is there a possibility that Her Royal Highness is actually a princess?" Guard girl Prima glanced at Feng Ying. "As a friend who uses joint skills on Her Royal Highness every day, have you almost forgotten this setting?"
"I really forgot! Am I being disrespectful?"
"You should have asked this question before you pulled out the princess's tongue."
"Ahem" Feng Ying changed the topic, "Today is the day of the competition. The princess will be arranged to sit on the high platform. Do we still need to keep an eye on her?"
"I will always stand behind the princess. You can move around freely if you wish."
Feng Ying suddenly had an idea, "Speaking of which, are the royal guards paid?"
Prima glanced at Feng Ying speechlessly, "Yes, I can apply for one for you after you go back this time as a reward for 'protecting' the princess during this time.
But in that case, as a guard, you can't run around today. "
"how many?"
"What?"
"How much can we pay?" Feng Ying asked with bright eyes.
"These days, it's less than tens of thousands." Prima said helplessly.
Feng Ying took a deep breath and her face became solemn, "I am determined to protect the safety of Your Highness with all my strength."
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"By the way, our armors are all pitch black, so if we stand behind that guy one on the left and the other on the right, it looks pretty good, doesn't it?"
(End of chapter)
