Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter - Chapter 749

  Chapter 749 Who is introduced?

  Alcohol Hunting Group These guys have really strong emotion regulation ability.

As long as you hold a glass of wine, your troubles will never catch up with them. A few minutes ago, you were talking about the retirement of one of the members. After a few minutes, you clinked glasses and started discussing whether Maxine can be a good mother in the future. .

  The unexpected meeting inexplicably turned into a banquet. When Gordon came back to his senses, the alcohol hunters who drank wildly drank and turned over one by one.

  They never drink with respect from others, they drink it themselves.

  The only exception is Maxine, the flute hunter with the lowest sense of presence in the alcohol hunting group, the girl who is about to retire and become a “former member”, and she is still sober at this time.

   She drank very restrained today.

   After patting her cheeks to make herself look more energetic, she bowed to Gordon and the others.

   “What do you want to say?” Anshir, who never drank alcohol and was no exception today, looked at her with folded arms.

  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, she seemed a little embarrassed to speak, and after a few seconds of struggle, she lowered her head and said: “Everyone in the Silver Edge Hunting Group, you are all high-ranking hunters, and you may have more opportunities to meet excellent hunters.

  If it is possible and there is a suitable candidate, I would like to trouble you to introduce a new member to Alcohol. “

   “You are still worried about this.” Anshir smiled.

  Gordon shrugged. He was quite happy to help. The guys in the alcohol hunting group basically have no shortcomings except for drinking and being reckless.

  The strength is good, and the team atmosphere is also good. As long as you are the right person, you can get along very happily, “This is nothing, we will pay attention.”

   “Are there any specific requirements?” Hayata asked more carefully, “Gender, age, tactical positioning, etc.?”

   “Can you drink well?” Gordon joked.

   “Not really.” Maxine scratched at her half-length hair.

   “Drinking is a common hobby, which allows everyone to get together faster, but in fact… I think the alcohol team does not lack another alcoholic, we lack a brain”

  Gordon couldn’t help bursting out laughing, and Hayata was also trying to purse his lips. Only Anshir didn’t smile, but rubbed his forehead with a headache.

   “I can probably understand why you are worried about leaving the team.” Looking at the three of Ted snoring on the dinner plate, Anshir sighed.

   “The brains of these three guys have been almost dissolved by alcohol. As the only half of the brains left in the whole team, the impact of your departure may indeed be not small.”

   “Look for someone who is self-disciplined and calm? But will that make it difficult to blend in?” Hayata was thinking hard about selecting among the hunters she knew.

“Instead of thinking about blending in, I think it’s more important to ‘convince’ alcoholic people.” Gordon continued: “Master Miles and Anshir don’t know how to drink, but they are people who can make them obedient .

   To be honest, if Julius is willing, it should be possible to throw Julius over there. Well, no, then the alcohol will directly change the pen. “

   “That’s right.” Hayata changed the search object in his mind from “calm and self-discipline” to “making alcoholics obedient”, and several characters jumped out at once.

   “For example, Master Amos, and Senior Xia Zuo?”

  Seeing Maxine’s terrified expression, Gordon twitched the corners of his mouth, “Not to mention whether these bosses are willing to lead alcohol, you are trying to force them to hang themselves.”

  “.”

   “I think of a suitable candidate.” Anshir said suddenly.

   “Who is it?” Gordon asked curiously.

  As an old partner, his and Anshir’s interpersonal networks basically completely overlap. He really wanted to know who Anshir would recommend to be the brain of the alcohol hunting group.

   “Manjusri of Yanhuo Village.” Anshir said with a smile: “He has a bold personality, and is a rare hunter in Yanhuo Village who wants to ‘go out and see’.”

  Hayata’s whole face shrunk, “Sister Wenshu.”

   “Who is who?” Seeing that Anshir was recommended by someone, Maxine seemed a little excited, but she still trusted the former’s judgment.

   “A sword envoy from Yanhuo Village, the niece of Master Puxian.” Gordon briefly introduced, “Aged in her twenties, not too different from you, and very strong, she should have been promoted to a higher position last year, right?

  Her words should be quite compatible with you. Hariyata is familiar with her. Tell me? “

  Hayata struggled for a while, “If Sister Wenshu joins you, it is almost equivalent to stuffing a piece of muscle in the skull that has been emptied by alcohol, pretending to be the brain?”

   Maxine: “.”

   This metaphor scares her a little.

  Anshir shook his hand with a smile, “No, Miss Manjusri really gives the impression of a passionate young man who is ‘flame!’, but she is quite calm and reliable when it comes to critical moments.

  I heard from Master Pu Xian that if it weren’t for the sudden emergence of Lie Yan, he might have given the Inherited Sword to Manjusri. “

  Maxine was a little relieved after hearing this, she nodded, “Since Anshir has said so, I will persuade them to go to Yanhuo Village.

   It would be best if you can find a new partner you can get along well with. If you can’t, just go to a new place to see the world. “

  Anshir smiled and said: “Yanhuo Village is Fengying’s hometown, and the flying insects she uses are unique to the place of Yanhuo.”

   “Xiang Chong?”

   “Just tell Maca that, she will definitely want to go.”

  Maka, who heard the word “Xiangchong” in her sleep, suddenly raised her head, her face was still dipped in the sauce on the plate, she yelled like sleepwalking, “Xiangchong? What Xiangchong?!”

   It was not bright this day, and the “fully armed” maid Lina came to the bedside of the third princess.

   I don’t know what time she got up.

  Gently wakes up, attends to wash, assists the princess to put on the gorgeous and complicated dress, puts on make-up, combs hair, and at the same time sends easy-to-eat food to the queen’s mouth.

  When Fengying yawned and scratched her belly and came to the living room, the maid lady was putting an exquisite jeweled crown on the head of the third princess whose painting style had changed.

   “A little to the left, um, and 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!”

  The third princess standing in front of the huge full-length mirror held the top of her dress and turned around slightly. She raised her chin proudly and hummed in satisfaction.

   “Not bad ja~!”

  Fengying looked down at the small hole in her loose pajamas, and said, “Tsk, you dress like a princess.”

   “Is there a possibility that Her Royal Highness is a princess?” Prima, the guard lady, gave Fengying a sideways glance, “As a friend who performs joint skills on Her Royal Highness every day, have you almost forgotten this setting?”

   “Really forgot! Am I being disrespectful?”

   “You should have asked this question before the time you pulled out Her Royal Highness’s tongue.”

   “Cough” Fengying changed the subject, “Say it’s the day of the competition, the princess will be arranged to sit on the high platform, right? Do we still need to keep watching?”

   “I will always stand behind the princess. If you want, you can move freely.”

  Fengying suddenly had an idea, “By the way, are the royal guards paid?”

   Prima glanced at Fengying speechlessly, “Yes, I can apply for one for you when I go back this time, as a reward for your ‘guarding’ the princess during this period of time.

   But in that case, you, the guard, will not be able to run around today. “

“how many?”

“What?”

   “How much can you pay?” Fengying asked with bright eyes.

   “These days, it should be tens of thousands less.” Prima said helplessly.

  Fengying took a deep breath, her face turned serious, “I will do my best to protect Her Royal Highness.”

  “.”

   “By the way, our armors are all jet black. Standing on the left and right behind that guy is pretty matching, isn’t it?”

  (end of this chapter)