Demon Hunter: I became a god in the demon hunting world

"That's what I mean, Dick.

"Of course, the most important reason is that there are demon hunters like Ivan."

At this point, Master glanced at Weir, who didn't care at all and even picked his nose with his little finger.

Seeing this, Master continued to explain: "Ivan is not the only demon hunter who is arrogant and kills mercenaries at will according to his identity. He is not the first.

"Many times, the local sheriff will have a headache for this, and the murder crimes committed by the demon hunters are lightly passed over.

"I think this is likely to cause dissatisfaction among the upper nobles, so those nobles..."

He lowered his voice at the end, "will also add fuel to the fire and suppress demon hunters in all aspects.

"I feel that Ivan was taken away this time, and it was also the intention of those top nobles."

"I see." Dick nodded respectfully, but secretly complained:

This cheap master is really an old fox, and he has a set of analysis.

Will on the side yawned loudly, "I wonder if you two have finished chatting?"

"What's wrong, Will?" Dick asked.

"Besides the 'tavern' just now, are there any other places to have fun nearby?"

"Have fun?"

Will then pointed his two index fingers at each other and smiled rather obscenely, "Just have fun."

"Not that kind, but there is a street of shops on the left turn ahead, where you can also find a place to have a few drinks."

"Well, it seems that this is the only way. If there is no fun, drinking some wine will do. How about this, Ajie, come with me to drink."

"I don't want to go."

"Do you really not want to go? Don't you want to forget the sad things between you and Xiaoye? Didn't you come out this time just to relax?

"Ajie, wine is a good thing, it can relieve all worries, don't hesitate, come with me quickly. "

When Ajie heard what Weir said, his eyes dimmed, and finally he nodded slowly.

Weir laughed and waved to everyone:

"That's it, I'll drink with Ajie first, and help him to open his mind. This young man is less than 50 years old, but he always keeps his love in his heart.

"We demon hunters have a lifespan of hundreds of years. If we are trapped by this matter, how can we get through it if we don't have a clear mind?"

After saying that, he didn't care about the response of everyone, and directly put one arm around Ajie's neck and walked towards the store pointed by Dick.

Looking at that, it doesn't look like a master and apprentice, but more like a good friend.

Dick retracted his gaze and looked at the rest of the people: "Then let's go back to the fortress now?"

"Let's go back. I feel that the wind is a bit strong in this winter." The sorceress Riven said.

And the remaining two demon hunters had no objection.

...

After a while, after returning to the fortress, Riven said goodbye to a few people and went back to the room to rest.

Russell was excited to talk to Dick, but was stopped by Master.

At this time, Master said dignifiedly: "Russell, I want to talk to Dick in private. You two brothers can talk tomorrow."

"But..."

Dick basically guessed what Master wanted to talk to him about.

"Russell, let's do this for now, and we'll have a good chat tomorrow.

"When the time comes, let's wait for the 'tavern' to be cleaned up, and then we'll go there for a drink."

"That's it, I'll go to the yard for some exercise." Russell stood up and walked out the door.

Master walked towards the stairs without saying a word, and Dick followed closely.

The two came to a room on the third floor, which was the bedroom of Little Odin.

Odin III did not vent his anger on Dick because of Little Odin's affairs, and sealed his room. This time it was still Dick's temporary residence.

After entering the room, Dick found a stool and sat down casually, and Master sat opposite.

"Okay, there's no one now. Let's talk, my good disciple Dick. "

Master was not as kind as he was in front of everyone. Instead, he said with a stern face and gnashing teeth.

Seeing this, Dick stopped pretending. He didn't want to be hypocritical with the cheap master in front of him.

In other words, he didn't want to waste time on "intrigues" and delay his own promotion.

Crossing his legs casually, he tilted his head and asked: "What to talk about?"

Master stood up suddenly: "Don't forget, I am your master.

"I took you out of the dead and saved you, and raised you with goat milk;

"Finally, I gave you the opportunity to transform you into a demon hunter, and I taught you all your skills. Without me, you are nothing!"

"Okay, okay, old man." Dick imitated Weir and scratched his ear with his index finger, "Let's talk about business, don't vent your emotions like this, I'm not a trash can."

"Okay, okay, Dick, you are full-fledged and dare to talk to the master like this.

"Then I only have one question for you, why is [Odin III] not dead yet?

"During your time in Odinburg, why didn't you find a chance to assassinate him?

"We have received 1,000 crowns from the Lion Hunting Kingdom - it's too hot to hold now."

"Odin III? I don't want to kill him."

"You don't want to kill him?" Master was surprised, "Why?

"Do you think I let you stay in Odinburg just to encourage you to fall in love with the little warlock and become brothers with the little knight?"

"I said, I don't want to kill him."

Dick also stood up and stared at Master in front of him with cold eyes.

"I don't want to live the life of being a killer anymore. Now I just want to be a pure demon hunter, living by killing monsters and accepting demon hunting commissions."

"Hey, Dick, what joke are you talking about?

"You have done so many dirty things over the years, do you think you can get away with it so easily?"

Then Master said like a treasure trove:

"From the time you were 12 to 20, you killed 63 nobles all over the continent;

"136 wealthy businessmen were killed, and 12 knights' servants were killed, and two of these servants were also from noble families;

“And when you were killing the families of these nobles, those servants killed countless more;

"Your hands are already covered with blood, and this heavy crimson color has stained your hands, and you can't wash them off.

"Are you threatening me?" Dick's eyes narrowed slightly, looking like a sign before a cheetah in nature was about to attack.

"Threat? You can think so. You were taught by me. I know your abilities and your character."

Then he changed the topic: "Good disciple, did something happen to you recently that made you have such a change of mind?

"By the way, women, only women can change men."

"It must be that little warlock from Shia who told you something!

“It’s the same thing about preaching that the world is full of beauty.

"Let me tell you again, it's all lies. This world is a huge jungle. If you want to survive here, you can only do whatever it takes. If you don't be ruthless, how can you survive?"