What's Wrong with the Witch

　　As we all know, with the magic city as the center, large defensive barriers are arranged on the surrounding islands and land.

　　However, the main function of this enchantment is to defend against typhoons and tsunamis. Whether it can be effective against Keter-level grotesque nightmares is still a serious problem.

　　These enchantresses have already started the work of maintaining the enchantment a few days ago. So far, they have sorted out almost all the enchantment bases of the entire magic city.

　　"Report to the swordsman, the enchantment maintenance work has been completed!"

　　There is a spirit formation division leader who coordinated the maintenance reports of all groups and reported it to the "Sword Master" Liu Beifeng.

　　Liu Beifeng looked at the dark sea with deep eyes: "Well, you all go back."

　　"Yes!"

　　The enchantresses who came here gave a military salute and all got in the car and left.

　　Xiao Rin took a lollipop from his pocket and put it into his mouth, blowing the cool sea breeze without feeling nervous at all.

　　With a glance, there are occasionally "lost" in the ocean around. Taking advantage of the grotesqueness of climbing ashore at night, I saw so many terrifying humans on the shore coming out to barbecue, and turned around and went into the sea.

　　Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

　　As for people grilling by the sea...

　　It is Liang Yongfeng, the head of the SCP Foundation's Magic City Station.

　　He not only let the high-level operators he brought to barbecue, but also invited Liu Beifeng and them to participate in the barbecue together.

　　"Ah, I remember when I was in Yaodu, I would go out for a barbecue with my brothers every time at 10 o'clock in the evening, and I would never go back to the site to rest before two or three in the middle of the night."

　　Liang Yongfeng skillfully spread oil and cumin on the beef skewers, and introduced a cigarette to his brothers.

　　"I didn't expect to have the opportunity to have a barbecue with everyone today. This feeling is really nostalgic."

　　"Lao Liu, Xiao Rin, two strings? It's not me, Lao Liang Chui, ordinary people can't eat my craft!"

　　"..."

　　Xiao Rin was eating a lollipop, and had a new understanding of the out-of-the-box webmaster of the SCP Foundation's Magic City Station.

　　Including the last time when four demigods wanted to attack the seraphs and great demons in the magic city, I didn't see anything called fear from this person.

　　[Before the battle, there was no sense of tension at all, what kind of style? ! 】

　　Liu Beifeng's mouth twitched slightly.

　　Considering the long wait at night, I just sat down, grabbed a can of beer, and ate a few skewers of beef.

　　Gee, what a great BBQ!

　　good smell!

　　Twelve high-ranking SCP Foundation operators seem to be familiar with such stationmasters.

　　On the other hand, if their webmaster seems normal and nervous one day, it means that it is really dangerous.

　　Moreover, this mission is very dangerous.

　　It’s better to serve it when you’re full than to serve it when you’re hungry!

　　"I don't have to, lose weight!"

　　Xiao Rin ate a lollipop and waved his hand to refuse.

　　"Don't worry, you are worried that my beef was bought from unscrupulous traders and refrigerated." Liang Yongfeng smiled, quite proud: "Tell you, this beef was delivered directly from the grasslands by a friend in the morning. Come and slaughter now."

　　Ah this.

　　Rin really thought so.

　　Therefore, the barbecue at the street stall is never eaten.

　　Even if you want to eat, you will find some regular barbecue restaurants to taste.

　　If she is cheated by the business, then she will use the rights of the mysterious ninth district bureau and ask the market investigators of the relevant departments to check the business.

　　However, Xiao Rin didn't expect Liang Yongfeng to eat a roast beef kebab directly from the grassland.

　　The Finance Department of the SCP Foundation, wouldn't it protest?

　　"If you don't like beef, there is mutton here, which was also delivered from the grassland this morning. It's fat but not greasy, and it's good for your face!"

　　Liang Yongfeng added some mutton kebabs to the grill, greased and seasoned, and it was done in one go.

　　"Then let's have two skewers of beef..."

　　Little Rin banged a few times, ate the lollipop, and took a few skewers of beef.

　　If it's fresh beef, you can taste it.

　　Well, it tastes really good.

　　Liang Yongfeng asked with a smile, "How about it, doesn't it taste good?!"

　　Xiao Rin ate the beef in his mouth and nodded: "It's okay, there is still a lot of room for improvement."

　　"Haha, how many more strings?"

　　"okay."

　　……

　　Liang Yongfeng looked at the senior Foundation operatives who were having a good time, chatting and laughing, and friends from the mysterious ninth game, suppressing the sorrow in his heart.

　　When Keter-level grotesque nightmares land in the magic capital, how many of these brothers will survive is still a question.

　　After all, every time this grotesque nightmare appears, the local SCP Foundation site suffers unimaginable battle damage.

　　Even a demigod-level webmaster died in battle, so the chance of a webmaster like him surviving was even lower.

　　However, Long Guo is very particular about life and death. It is better to go on the road when you are full than when you are not full!

　　This is a habit passed down to him by a senior when Liang Yongfeng performed tasks in Yaodu in the past.

　　At that time, they were going to stop a demigod-level grotesque and prevent this grotesque rushing into the monster from causing unimaginable casualties.

　　It should have been very nervous to perform such a task. Who knew that the senior directly pulled out a full set of barbecue tools from the car, and set up a barbecue stall at the blocking point, inviting everyone to eat.

　　As a high-level senior operator of the special operations team directly under the O5 Council, Liang Yongfeng was very angry and questioned the senior directly.

　　The senior didn't make trouble, and asked him slowly: "Look, do we have a mysterious Sequence 4 here?"

　　Liang Yongfeng glanced at everyone and shook his head: "No."

　　The senior asked again: "Look, are there any objects we brought to be contained that can really kill or seal the grotesque demigods?"

　　Liang Yongfeng shook his head again: "No."

　　The senior smiled: "So, every brother here is using life to block the weirdness of the demigod level. If you are lucky, you can survive one or two. If you are not lucky, everyone has to go on the road together."

　　"At times like this, it's better to eat your fill first, go on the road when you're full, feel at ease! When you're not afraid of death, the brothers might be able to survive one or two of this mortal mission."

　　"Liangzi, let me tell you one more thing. It's also our habit as people of the Dragon Kingdom to go on the road when we're full!"

　　Liang Yongfeng was shocked.

　　Their mission that time, whether it was deduced from the past or later, was a mortal mission.

　　After all, this mission requires two Mysterious Sequence 5, eight Mysterious Sequence 6, and Mysterious Sequence 7 to block a demigod-level grotesque for 15 minutes, delaying the arrival of the special combat team within the SCP Foundation.

　　If it is activated too slowly by the containment, it may even be destroyed by a demigod-level grotesque in just one encounter.

　　However, in this blocking battle, they blocked this demigod-level grotesque for a full 20 minutes, and two brothers who participated in the action survived, Liang Yongfeng being one of them.

　　In fact, in that battle, the entire group of brothers only lasted for 5 minutes, and 10 of the 9 people who participated in the battle fell.

　　In the end, the senior was left to fully release the power of SCP-1020's "Sword of Judgment" at the cost of burning his life, and resisted for the extra 15 minutes.

　　When the special combat team arrived, this senior just happened to be completely degenerate and delivered a blow to the death, causing heavy damage to the bizarre demigod level.

　　This is also the information Liang Yongfeng learned after waking up.

　　The barbecue grill in front of him is the last legacy left by that senior.

　　……

　　The time was 9:59 pm, and the wind and waves at sea became a little bigger.

　　Not far away, two cars stopped, and three men in black suits stepped out, as well as eight onmyoji and a priestess.

　　"Onmyoji" and "Miko" are all mysteries occupations with more neon, and they are also officially certified by neon.

　　At this time, what are these neon mystics doing here?

　　"Hello, I'm Kujo Zongzheng, a B4-level senior operative of the SCP Foundation, and the head of Neon Osaka Station." The middle-aged man walking in front took out his credentials and showed it, "I'm the O5 Council. Appointed to help stop Keter-class monstrous nightmares."

　　Liu Beifeng glanced at Liang Yongfeng, who had some surprises.

　　To be honest, he hadn't received a notification from the O5 Council that other divisions would send people to assist, and such assistance came from Neon.

　　Even if there is assistance, it should be sent by other branch sites from the Dragon Kingdom.

　　This is not right.

　　The senior member of the O5 Council who personally escorted the T-class confinement to the Magic Capital two days ago didn't say anything about it either.

　　So it feels weird.

　　Liang Yongfeng handed the barbecue to a senior operator next to him to continue, washed his hands in the bucket beside him, wiped it dry with a napkin, and came to the front of Jiutiao Zong with a cigarette in his mouth, took the certificate and checked it.

　　Confirmation is true and there are no errors.

　　"Hello, I'm Liang Yongfeng, the head of the SCP Foundation's Magic Capital Station!" Liang Yongfeng returned his documents, took off the cigarettes that were about to burn out, and stomped them on the ground. "Is there any assignment documents?"

　　Senior operatives at the stationmaster level of the SCP Foundation are required to perform tasks across regions, whether for assistance or otherwise, and often require the review and approval of the O5 Council.

　　"This is the delegation document."

　　Kujo Zongzheng took out the delegation document.

　　But there are two delegation documents, one is for Jedo Island in East Korea, and the other is for Dragon Kingdom Magic Capital, both of which have the signatures and seals of the members of the O5 Council, and there is no problem with encryption and identification.

　　Jedo Island in Donghan is the island city where more than 2000 people died forever in nightmares a few days ago.

　　Liang Yongfeng sent the delegation documents back and said, "Welcome to you!"

　　Jiutiao Zongzheng put away the delegation documents: "Master Liang didn't ask why we came to assist you?"

　　Liang Yongfeng smiled: "You should know what you are about to face, so, before the battle starts, come and have some barbecue, my craftsmanship is first-class!"