MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 56 【Happy New Year's Eve】

The bus stopped at a distance from the town, and the witchers agreed to a secret gathering place and dispersed. Ansier and Joey must have been together, but to his surprise, Yun Jian also went with them.

"Let's go together, there is someone on the way to take care of you. This is the first time you have performed this kind of infiltration mission."

Yun Jian said that he did not doubt Ans Air's force, but this kind of infiltrating task still requires some experience to do it well, and he was willing to lead these two people.

Angel Ansair, who has sneaked into the demon world for more than 300 years: "..."

He thinks his class should be at the doctoral level.

"How do you plan to infiltrate?" Yun Jian asked, and Ansel was moved when he saw his serious expression.

He really intends to teach himself!

However, Ans Air had already thought about how to sneak in. He even prepared some things in advance and did his homework. Joey knew his plan and looked at Yun Jian.

"Mr. Yun, Ans actually planned to sneak in like this..."

With a click, the flag was unfolded, Anse Er cleared his throat, and pinned the speaker to his collar. Around him, surrounded by a group of old men and women, taking pictures, chatting and chatting... This is a sunset red tour group.

Cloud: "…"

He was speechless for a moment, so he turned to ask Joey next to him.

"You mean, Ans took a part-time tour guide job from a travel agency online before departure, and recited the tour guide words in advance?"

Joy nodded affirmatively at him.

"Ans said, you can also make some extra money by the way."

Cloud: "…"

What kind of genius is this, their witcher club really picked up a treasure.

The target location is a seaside town, and the buildings are remnants of the last century, which can be called antique. Such a unique town will naturally attract hundreds of tourists to come here. As soon as Ansair first saw the town information, combined with the common sense he learned in the human world, he tried to use the magic mirror mobile phone to I searched the Internet for "part-time tour guide".

The result jumped out a lot!

Go, you can take the path on his side.

Joey and Yun Jian also put on hats and clothes, and mixed in with a group of old men and women. In the clear and lively explanation of part-time tour guide Anse Er, they mixed into small children without any sense of disobedience. town.

"Now we can see that this street...was probably built in..."

Anseyer only took the basic work, took the group to one place, took a photo, and then took it to the next place. During this process, no one will doubt their identities, and they can even carry out preliminary investigation work, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone. And because it is a tourist town, there are dozens of such tour groups every day, large and small, which will not arouse suspicion at all.

Yun Jian drowned in a group of old men and women, wearing a little red riding hood with the words "Angel Travel Agency", and sighed deeply.

Looks like Ans-El doesn't have to learn to dive into this lesson.

He is an academician.

They spent a whole day exploring the town and tasted local special seafood at noon. In the evening, the tour guide Ans Air led the group to the pre-booked hotel. Yun Jian looked up and found that it was the meeting place.

The determined second-class star witcher looked at the inn sign, his hand in his pocket trembled slightly.

This is... what level of planning? !

The agreed meeting time was at night, but a witcher had arrived earlier. Ans Aier's tour guide work was also over today. He played hoops with the black swan for a while in his room. When it was almost midnight, he lightly and silently came to Yun Jian's room.

The witchers on the bus have gathered together. In addition to the people in the original bus, Ansel also saw two new faces.

The witcher wearing the second-class star badge looked nearly forty years old and wore a Panama hat. But it was a little messy, only those brown eyes were still gentle and quiet. Ansier was late when he heard Yun Jian call the man "Edward".

Edward, the second-class star who survived the last mission, also seems to be a veteran member of the witcher club.

Beside him, there was another middle-aged man, wearing silver-frame glasses and well-dressed. Seeing Ans Air's arrival, his eyes suddenly settled on Ans Air, especially staring at his white hair, and there was a trace of deeply hidden greed and eagerness in his expression.

"This is the newcomer who came with me?" Edward said. He stood up, not considering that he was a noble second-class star, and peacefully extended his hand to Ansier , with an encouraging smile on his face.

"I heard about you from Mr. Yun. In time, you will be one of the second-class stars."

No one doesn't like to hear good words, especially sincere good words, so Anse Er shook hands with him, which made a good impression.

The potential newcomer fills Edward with hope, but soon, reality weighs heavily on his mind. Edward's eyes swept across the witcher in the room, and turned to ask Yun Jian.

"Is that all support?"

"It's temporary." Yun Jian replied, "Miss Sylvia promised that she will send more staff, but it will take a little time."

The name "Hill..." seemed to make Edward dazed for a moment, but then he frowned worriedly, "It's too late, the devil's lair has been completed, and the information obtained from the sacrifice shows that , the greatest of them all, is building its throne."

"Building... a throne?" Yun Jian was a little puzzled, "What is that?"

"Probably a building like this, underground." Edward spread out a piece of paper and sketched the outline of a building on the paper, "Like this, we don't get a more specific image. "

Yun Jian carefully looked at this vague building, it was a pity, if it could be clearer, maybe I could immediately understand the function of this building.

"Why don't you get more specific images? Is it feasible to send people to investigate again now?"

he asked.

"I'm afraid not." Edward's expression turned a little pale, and his hand on the table gradually clenched into a fist, "As soon as this picture came back, our companion..."

He closed his eyes.

"Twisted neck."

It was even a third-class star, who was actually vulnerable, and finally the voice returned was extremely shrill, shouting that a huge hand grabbed him. The next second, the witcher's neck was directly twisted, and the news was cut off from then on.

The complexion of Yun Jian also became heavy. The main force they brought this time was the third-class star.

Anseyer raised his eyes slightly, and at first he heard the monsters building fortifications, he thought he was the emperor of the monsters. But after looking at the blueprint, he felt that the building was a kind of poor imitation, and the huge hand should belong to a general-level monster.

That kind of monster needs a high-level demon to contain it, and it can almost be called a disaster in the human world.

If the monster emperor came here in person, the whole town would have been completely overturned to build a palace, and now the town is still good, it seems to become smarter and more humane after combining monsters into the human world... An Sier guessed that it might be a clever general-level monster.

Smart, so she covets the throne of the emperor.

Anseyer was pondering originally, but that uncomfortable gaze always wrapped around him, which was annoying. He frowned and raised his head, only to see the middle-aged man with silver-rimmed glasses looking at him and smiling as if showing his favor.

Ansel: "…"

He suppressed the black swan in the shadow and ignored the other party's secret offer.

Yunjian and Edward discussed nervously for a while, but could not reach an agreement in a short time, so it is better to let the demon hunters present go back to rest first, and they will come up with a unified opinion in the morning. offensive plan.

Before the crowd dispersed, Edward finally introduced the middle-aged people around him.

"This is my old friend Simon, who is currently teaching at a private university in town and can answer some of our questions about demon knowledge and behavior."

Simon nodded to the witchers with a smile, his eyes fell on Ansel, only to find that the other party was looking down at the shadow under his feet.

Get close.

As long as he speaks, with his words and skills, he can't control it.

The witchers ended the meeting, and Ansel was the last to go back to the room with Joey. Joey's room was separated from him by two. When Joey walked into the room, Ansair was not surprised to hear Simon's voice behind him.

"Hello, your name is... Ans Air, right?"

The other party's words are kind and polite, and the conversation is full of intellectual softness. Seeing that Ansier just glanced at him and didn't answer, he was not angry, but praised with a smile.

"Your gray hair is very beautiful, is it natural?"

When Ansair heard the words, he did not lift his eyelids, and spoke nonsense with his eyes open.

"It's so expensive."

“…”

Simon can see the strong resistance of the other party, and he wonders which step he is doing wrong. According to common sense, he is now the temporary advisor of the witcher club, standing on the same front line with the witchers of the club, but Ansel's attitude is as indifferent as he is treating the enemy.

Maybe you hate being approached?

"Sorry, I was too abrupt." He changed his strategy, apologetic, "I should introduce myself first, my name is Simon, and I am a demonology student at a private university in this town. Professor, who is old friends with Edward, was invited to predict demon activities this time..."

The more Simon talked, the more he felt that Ansair seemed to be attracted by his words, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. He was secretly happy in his heart, but he didn't know whether it was the relationship between himself and the second-class star that played a role, or the ability to predict demon activity. If he knew which point, he would be able to develop his words in a more targeted manner.

Unexpectedly, Ansel asked.

"Professor of Demonology?"

Simon: "…"

I guessed all wrong, I never expected this to attract the attention of the white-haired witcher.

"Yes." He quickly adjusted his mood and smiled gently, "Are you interested in this subject?"

"It doesn't count, I just think it's very new. I haven't seen this kind of subject in the admissions brochures of other universities."

Simon: "…"

Why the topic will become the university discipline construction in the admissions brochure!

He smiled reluctantly, trying to turn the subject back.

"After all, it is a private university, and it will recruit students in a targeted manner, and there are some courses in mysticism, which is reasonable. Speaking of which..."

It is a standing professional!

Anse El was overjoyed, he interrupted Simon immediately and asked.

"Then...is your university still recruiting?"

He is a demon thief!

The author has something to say:

Pick up a conversation, but be coveted for a job.

Ansier: Actually, I don't have to work in a convenience store, and the university professor is also very good. This time, the major is so suitable, it's demonology!

No One - Knows Better - Demonology - (Accordion Gesture)