The five people in this group are the five young wizards of the Yusin Hunting Team.
Unlike participating in campus hunting competitions or winter hunting held by schools, hunting teams that perform alliance designated tasks need to conceal their true identity to a certain extent, avoid being entangled by black wizards or retaliated afterwards, causing trouble other than the task.
Zheng Qing fell in love with these cat-faced masks at first sight in the dazzling mask warehouse of the Sancha Sword.
Because it is a standard equipment, these masks look similar, all with white background and black lines. A small three-pointed sword badge is engraved on the cheeks, and a cloak and robe with the same function. Others cannot distinguish their true identities from the outside.
As for why they appeared in this slightly remote tavern, it is another story.
Before officially starting the mission, Zheng Qing's imagination of chasing the black wizard in his mind was like hunting those magical creatures in the silent forest - the fortune teller determines the location, the hunter searches for the target, the hunter keeps alert, the main hunter and another auxiliary hunter are ready to fight at any time.
But after he actually started the task, he realized that the two things had completely different processes.
First of all, all members of the hunting team need to remain alert at all times. Because during the hunting process, in addition to their mission goals, there are too many enemies of the three-pointed sword that are happy to make some noises for these cat-faced wizards, including but not limited to old witches who pointed the wrong way to these young hunters, cultists who are full of fanatic faces who just want to hold them and die bugs appearing in coffee cups from time to time.
For the last type of situation, Fatty Xin, who has been persecuted with paranoia, insisted that the incompetent enemies of the Sanchao Sword were slapping the gun, but Zheng Qing suspected that it was just because the small shop they went to was too "old-school" and retained many of the living habits of ancient wizards.
Secondly, the black wizard hunting by the hunting team is not like the tragedy in the silent forest. Ogres have a strong sense of territory and limited range of activities. The black wizard can run, and runs very quickly. In just one week of pursuit, five young men from the Yusin Hunting Team have spanned three continents and entered seven Four Seasons Squares, and have had brief contact with more than a dozen wizard organizations of different sizes.
To be honest, this process is indeed quite knowledgeable. The only bad thing is that it is a little tired. Zheng Qing no longer remembers when the last time he slept peacefully for four hours.
Finally, and most importantly, they are not as lonely as they hunt the black wizards when hunting on the hunting grounds. Each hunting team on missions can obtain sufficient logistics supplies for the three-pointed sword, ubiquitous personnel cooperation, and all-weather intelligence support.
Just like now.
The Yusin Hunter appeared in this small bar in Newcastle in northeast England because of the new information coming from behind, and traces of suspected targets after using black magic appeared in this area.
Dingling.
The sound of wind chimes at the door lingers.
Zheng Qing's tired eyes swept through this small bar. As expected, he saw many expressions of awe and anxiety. When he started performing the task, when he saw these expressions, he still felt a sense of pride of "honest and honor", and subconsciously maintained the "reservation" of the three-pointed sword.
But after falling into trouble again and again, he was able to read some obscure malice from those expressions of awe and anxiety.
Those malicious masters may not really want to do something about the alliance. Most people just want to challenge authority and see how the "big people" from the alliance make a fool of themselves.
Tak, tap, tap, tap.
The sound of the three-pointed sword hunters stepping on the wooden floor is clearly audible. Just a few meters away, Zheng Qing has already had a rough understanding of the entire bar - this bar is probably not young, and the walls around the bar are covered with expired Beta Town Post. Many of the papers have turned dark yellow due to wax oil. Many portraits in the illustrations are turned on their backs and protesting their bad situation with the back of their heads.
Speaking of wax oil, this bar still uses old magic candles from hundreds of years ago. The oil smoke is thick and the light is dim. It hangs on the lampstand in the air and slowly burns. There is not even a group of light bugs in the huge room.
With the footsteps of the cat-faced wizards, the crowds that were originally gathered in front of the bar quietly separated a narrow passage. Inexplicably, Zheng Qing's mind was filled with pictures of Moses passing through the Red Sea. There was an oil painting describing the scene in the museum of the First University, and it was just like that moment.
"Welcome!"
The bar owner came from behind the bar and said a little cramped and exaggeratedly: "Several distinguished guests, can I ask if I can help you?"
"Five cups of 'Brown' beer, as for what to eat..."
The fat wizard among the cat-faced wizards ordered in a mechanical and monotonous voice, and half-jokingly said: "Is there anything else to eat besides fried fish and chips?"
Although his voice was not very nice because of the cat face mask, and his lively tone was greatly weakened, his meaning of joke was very obvious. The originally depressing atmosphere in the bar suddenly became much easier with the joke, and a few echoed laughs could be heard in the crowd.
"Old Larry's clam soup and slow-cooked dragon meat!"
The fat wizard in the crowd loudly recommended: "Just not far from this store, the dragon meat used for Lao Lari's soup stew were purchased directly from Lao Aige's house, which couldn't be more fresh!"
Zheng Qing turned his head slightly and sighed heavily in his heart.
As soon as he came to Newcastle, he heard a keyword mentioned in the information, which made him speechless. Originally, he wanted to have some wine and some local specialties in the store, and have a moment of rest.
Similar to him, the other hunters became less beautiful.
There were wizards in the room, and everyone was particularly sensitive to the feeling of qi. In a short time, the guests felt the low pressure surrounding the cat-faced wizard. The fat wizard who was trying to show his thoughts did something wrong, and his expression was a little uneasy with a few clever guys who had touched the door and planned to slip away quietly.
Then they immediately found that the bar door had been locked.
"Silently think about it!"
Before the chaos broke out, Xiao Xiao opened the magic book and threw out a large-scale meditation spell. At the same time, he explained in an indifferent voice: "All alliance missions, hunting the black wizard, don't be nervous... There will be no accidental injury without chaos. If we accidentally hurt, it is not within the scope of most insurance reimbursements."