High School of Demon Hunting
Chapter 425 - 94: The Tailbite Snake Hunting Team_1

Chapter 425: Chapter 94: The Tailbite Snake Hunting Team_1

In this world, those at leisure find various ways to waste time, while those who are busy always seem to be busy in the same way.

While the young vampire of the Karen family was racking his brains for the right members for his hunting team, the young wolf cub of the Taylor household was also worrying about his incomplete team.

Despite Mr. Mike·Gold·Sepulano agreeing to Andrew using the name ’Ouroboros Hunting Team’, which carried a strong and unique identity, and having dealt with all his application procedures in advance, he did not give the young werewolf any more help in forming the team — such as suggesting anyone other than Fishmen who would be suitable.

So, in the past few days, Andrew had been splurging gold beans left and right, scouting everywhere in the hopes of finding some promising members.

Fortunately, those glittering little things were very well-liked wherever they went.

The young werewolf quickly received six suitable names from the wizards at the Wandering Bar.

Until now, Andrew had interviewed five of them. Two directly declined the invitation to join the ’Ouroboros’, one showed no interest in hunting activities, and the overall abilities of the other two left a lot to be desired.

Omega was the last candidate on the list.

Prior to the interview with Omega, Andrew had basically finalized most of the team members. However, he was still unsure about the hunter position.

So, his main evaluation of this first-year student from the Starry Sky Academy focused on his search ability, mobility, and communication ability.

According to Julian’s calculations, the shortest route between the Yota Restaurant and the Jiuyou Academy Cafeteria was nearly a kilometer, and considering the multiple magic barriers in between, the trip might take longer.

After rushing to the Jiuyou Academy Cafeteria with the menu, Omega needed to swiftly find the dishes on the menu from the thousands of dishes available.

There was a catch. One of the seasonal dishes listed on the menu Andrew gave to the restaurant wasn’t served at the cafeteria that day, so after recognizing this, Omega had to immediately contact the guests at the restaurant to seek other solutions.

Once granted their understanding, Omega had to carry a large tray of food back to the Yota Restaurant without dropping it.

All of this had to be done within five minutes.

The test task was not inherently dangerous and Omega performed unexpectedly well.

Starting the timer from when the thin wizard set off, a colorful hummingbird pecked open the glass window of the private room just forty seconds later to inform the guests of the cafeteria’s menu that day. After a short discussion and acquiring the guests’ understanding, Omega reappeared in front of everyone with a tray in his hands less than thirty seconds later.

"Excellent."

Andrew tapped on the table with his stubby fingers, making a ’Dong dong’ sound, while the approving expression on his face was unveiled, "...Your rapid transportation ability, and that talking hummingbird...Both are fantastic!"

Omega stood before the guests with a look of pride and confusion on his face.

Accomplishing their demanding conditions in three minutes was indeed something to be proud of.

But join a rookie hunting team?

This had never been in the restaurant owner’s son’s plans — he intended to enter the unrestricted fighting arena of the Starry Sky Academy, he planned to save money to buy that out-of-print law book from the Original Bookstore, and he aimed to pass all the wizard registration exams before his third year.

But the rookie hunting game?

Did he really need to participate in such a play-like activity?

Contrary to his son’s puzzled expression.

The owner of Yota Restaurant showed a gleam of shrewdness in his eyes.

After taking the payment for the meal, the burly restaurant owner didn’t leave the private room right away.

Instead, he continued to wear his professional smile, grinning from ear to ear as he stood at the entrance to the private room.

"Is there still some payment left to settle?" asked the young master of Taylor family with slight dissatisfaction, putting his hand back into his pocket.

The restaurant owner gulped, but in the end, he shook his head honestly.

Although he loved gold, he was also a businessman with principles.

"You’ve already settled your bill, young sir," said the restaurant owner with a wide smile, "And you’ve tipped generously..."

"Then get going...We still have things to discuss," said a lanky young man with black hair and thin eyes, waving his hand impatiently, signaling him to leave.

"He’s my old man," said the lanky young wizard standing at the end of the table, explaining in a low voice.

Andrew suddenly realized.

He had forgotten about this in his excitement.

"So," he began, only to frown right away.

He realized he didn’t know the surname of the restaurant owner, so consequently, he couldn’t use the standard form of address.

"...So, do you have any objections to Omega joining our hunting team?" The young werewolf quickly chose a vague but respectful term.

"I personally strongly support him participating in such practical activities." Despite his brawny appearance and rugged features, the restaurant owner spoke slickly, seasoned with the street smarts of the world: "It will help with his magic, broaden his horizons, and make friends... A win-win-win situation. Isn’t this what I sent him to the Starry Sky Academy for?"

Andrew nodded vehemently, his eyes glowing with delight.

Julian on the other hand looked perplexed at the restaurant owner.

"However," the restaurant owner shifted his tone, revealing a bit of worry, "Hunting demons is ultimately dangerous... Little Omega tends to act without thinking and is impulsive..."

The young wizard rolled his eyes and glared at the old man.

"...There are inherent risks." The restaurant owner looked at the young master of the Taylor household, saying earnestly, "He’s my only son, I’m counting on him for my old age... Now the Wizards’ Alliance has set my personal pension contribution ratio so high... The restaurant’s business isn’t booming, I’m running short on staff and need this boy to help..."

He babbled on and on, leaving the young werewolf looking bewildered.

So did the uncle agree or disagree?

"Ahem," beside them, the black-haired and thin-eyed male wizard coughed twice, and added softly, "If Omega joins the hunting team, he can receive a jade coin as living allowance every month."

The restaurant owner immediately closed his mouth.

Andrew finally realized and returned his hand to his pocket. He took out a jade coin and weighed it in his hand. Suddenly, he turned to Omega, "So, if your father agrees, would you like to join our hunting team?"

"It’s ’old man’," Omega corrected Andrew’s words but didn’t answer his question right away.

"He agrees." The restaurant owner put his beefy hand on his son’s shoulder and looked down at him with kindly eyes.

The lanky wizard made a face, but finally gave a feeble nod.

The restaurant owner finally beamed as he accepted the jade coin, and Andrew excitedly announced the official start of the ’Ouroboros Hunting Team’s first full meeting in the private room.

Everyone rejoiced.