In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 27 Back to the Academic Department
With the end of the mission, the Demon Hunting Organization finally realized that if the students were not sent back to the Academic Department, the leaders of the Academic Department might really go crazy.

Fortunately, during this mission, there were no substantial casualties.

The student who suffered the most serious injuries was nothing more than a broken femur. A minor injury of this degree is nothing more than a trick to the medical department of the demon hunting organization of [Miracle Physician].

Don’t you see a doctor who is two meters tall and bald on the top of his head walked into the operating room with a hammer and a steel plate?

If the students hadn't asked repeatedly that they didn't need the "magic metal" prosthesis, this doctor would have given everyone a whole job.

Doesn't this reflect his superb medical skills——

All in all, the vast majority of students took minibuses, and a small number of students took ambulances.

A group of people took the vehicle in a mighty manner and galloped in the direction of the academic department.

inside the carriage.

"Apprentice task score: S, put it in the student file, please continue to work hard."

There was a black cat squatting on Ryan's shoulder, and he was holding the mobile phone at the moment, carefully browsing the information in the software.

Louis was positioned just behind Lane, and he stared at the cat curiously.

His left hand was still in a cast, so, reaching out with a working hand, he poked the cat's tail.

"Whoosh!"

The black cat scratched its paw hard on his hand.

Then, like a ray of light, it rushed to the girl's knees.

"Damn!"

"I said team leader, where did you pick up the stray cat? It's so fierce! Have you been vaccinated against rabies?"

"Do I look so much like Michelangelo?"

Ryan slid the screen and said lightly:

"It has been checked, and all the vaccines that should be vaccinated have been vaccinated. As for where it was picked up... the roadside."

"But now I wonder if you have rabies."

Tristan glanced at the black cat: "It has a lot more white fluff than Michelangelo."

After all, he looked at Louis seriously: "Is your brain really okay? Did you damage the optic nerve? There is still a hidden injury."

Louis faltered: "Just saying it casually."

He murmured, "How can you defile people's innocence out of thin air."

"What is the relationship between the black cat [Michelangelo] you are looking for and my cow cat [Raphael]?"

Ryan looked at the phone and smiled slightly.

"The results of the freshmen's probationary task are announced."

He clicked on the post.

"No.1: Ryan Winster, rated S+."

"Fight against the super-standard high-level demon alone—the half body of Francite Labos, and successfully expelled it from the world."

"Under the threat of super-standard superior demons, protect the lives of your seven companions."

"Successfully captured the black cat."

"No.2: Rebecca Brunshid, rated S."

"After successfully restraining Francite Labos's half body and imprisoning him, help the staff of the Demon Hunter Agency to kill him."

"Cause a huge obstacle to the super-standard superior demon, and be the first hero to win the frontal battlefield."

"..."

"Lian Winster, Rebecca Bronsheed, it's them again?!"

"S+, this is the first time I have seen such a high rating."

"Isn't this class of freshmen too strong? What are the backgrounds of these two people? Are they high-level demons?" A demon hunting agency operator of the Tokyo branch in Japan wrote his shocking words.

"You don't know?"

"In this class of freshmen, there are two bloodlines that do not belong to humans." A well-informed senior said so.

"What's that? A werewolf, a vampire?"

"...Have you returned all your biology to the count? Of course the non-human blood refers to [Abyss]!"

"So, there are abyssal bloodlines that don't belong to the 'demon hunter family' to join the sanctuary?! Damn, that's crazy! Those witcher families will go crazy if they know."

"..."

Words like this were seen by Ryan.

What would happen if the demon hunter family knew that there were abyssal races outside?
He blinked.

To be honest, Ryan didn't write down many things in Earl Ramon's class. ． ．Perhaps it was because he knew that he was not of the blood of the abyss at the time, which made him a little distracted.

Should it be. ． ．Find a classmate to copy the notes?
As for the question of lineage.

What kind of domineering blood can make someone have the powerful ability to summon a "stand-in".

That night, Ryan, who successfully released the inner demon, was finally able to see how powerful the so-called "inner demon" possessed.

"It" almost completely defeated Francite Rabos in a brutal way.

The black cursed fists hit the tortured king's twisted flesh again and again, smashing his flesh every time.

King of Slaughter is known as an executioner.

Its curse is the hideous bone knives on the arms that replaced the palms, above which there is a terrible curse of "cutting, cutting off".

If it is not far superior to its powerful existence, it can almost be called defenseless.

Even the operatives of the demon hunting agency wearing "devil-refining arms" and "Kronos" armor have to be careful when facing the "half body" of evil gods.

You must know that due to incomplete summoning, the "curse" of the evil god's half body has been greatly weakened.

But the "Demon" was able to meet the last resistance of the evil god. The bone knife was swung hysterically before the death of Francite Labos, and it only cut the black particles on the arm of the "Demon".

Heroic and brave.

Accurate and extremely destructive.

. . .

Platinum star?

It is worthy of being powerful enough to sweep away all obstacles.

cough cough.

After pondering for a long time, Ryan was firm in his heart.

He is now a student of the Holy Church, and it is very likely that he will join the Demon Hunting Agency in the future and go hunting demons all over the world.

Perhaps, there is also an opportunity to go to ancient ruins and explore the mysteries of ultra-ancient times.

Since this kind of mysterious and powerful "blood" existed in the world, there must be traces to follow. Even if he travels to foreign mountains and rivers, rivers, lakes and seas, he must find the truth about himself.

It was his curiosity at work.

His strong thirst for knowledge made him unable to refuse to face the unknown and new toys, which pushed him to explore unknown areas and create different wonderful things.

"Meow!"

Raphael meowed.

Ryan suddenly woke up from his contemplation.

He raised his head and found that the car was eerily quiet, and the weird atmosphere made him look around.

Soon, he found that everyone around him was looking in one direction.

"Damn it!"

Ryan looked weird.

Everyone turned their strange gazes to a girl.

To be precise, she was a girl who was only five feet tall, with eye-catching gray and black long hair coiled in an elegant high twist, and immature cheeks as delicate as a doll.

Rebecca Brunshed.

She shrunk her body on the seat of the minibus, wrapped in silk stockings, and her feet in tactical boots couldn't even reach the chassis.

She embraced the coquettish black cat with her hands, and a pair of wine-red eyes glowed faintly.

Feeling the warmth of the creature in her arms, she pursed her lips and smiled, and a "maternal" brilliance suddenly appeared on her immature face.

The freshmen around were devastated and shouted to hell!

You know, she is a ruthless person who dares to block a knife with her body in the face of evil gods.

That attitude of risking one's life for one's life is infiltrating just by looking at it.

Not to mention getting close to her, the freshmen who witnessed her fighting posture almost couldn't avoid it, and no one dared to sit in the same row with her!
. . .

Oh.

It seems that there is one exception.

There is an aisle in the middle of Rebecca Bronxed's location.

Seats side by side.

A monster sat safely opposite.

Ryan Winster.

(End of this chapter)