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

"How do I live? You don't need to worry about it. I just want to change my way of living."

"Damn it, it must be the sorceress named Shia who led you into trouble, right? No, I have to find an opportunity..."

"What are you going to do? I tell you, if you touch her I will kill you."

Upon hearing this, Master first looked in disbelief, then looked angry, and finally burst out laughing and started applauding at the same time.

"Okay, okay, you've definitely become more capable.

"But don't forget that the list of your criminal records over the years is all with me.

"If this list is reported, let alone that you want to stay with that little warlock, even if you want to be a demon hunter, there will be no place for you. There will be no place for you in this world."

"Humph," Dick laughed angrily, "but don't think you are the only one who has that list.

"If they catch me then, I will report all the details of how you secretly colluded with other kingdom nobles over the years and how you killed each noble, and you will not be fine by then."

"You," Master pointed at Dick, "Dick, let's talk slowly after you calm down. I do have a bad attitude today."

After saying that, he opened the door and turned around.

"Wait a minute."

"Is there anything else Dick?" Master said coldly.

"You just said that you brought me back from the pile of dead people, transformed me into a demon hunter, and taught me all my skills.

"But why didn't you mention that you adopted 30 war orphans back then?

“The 30 of us have been playmates since childhood.

“When I was 8 years old, I successfully transformed into a demon hunter after passing the Grass Trial.

"I won't talk about the pain during this period, but among the 30 people who were transformed that time, I was the only one who succeeded.

"If I die, maybe the person standing in front of you now is not a demon hunter named Dick, but Dak? Duke? Who knows?

"And wouldn't you say the same thing to them?

"You just think of me as a sword, a sharp sword that you make easy." Dick concluded,

"In addition, Kayn also does various assassination missions for you. But as far as I know, he has stopped listening to you in the past few years."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Master's face was ashen.

"What I mean is that Kayn is strong enough to break free from your shackles, and you don't necessarily reveal the list of nobles he killed to the nobles.

"When a person is strong enough, there is no need to be restricted by others. So I don't want to listen to your orders now."

"What, Dick? Do you want to see if I'm old or not?"

Speaking of this, Master frowned and slowly moved his hand towards the steel sword behind his back, and Dick did the same.

The atmosphere in the room became stagnant.

But neither of them drew their swords, because the sharp senses of the demon hunters clearly heard the footsteps in the corridor.

After a moment, ""dong dong,"" a rhythmic knock on the door sounded.

The two of them put down their hands in tacit understanding, and their expressions instantly became warm.

Master winked, Dick opened the door, and Fisher was standing outside the door.

"Oh, Master Master, you are here too."

"I haven't seen Dick for a long time. Let's have a chat with him. Are you looking for something from Dick?"

"Yeah, didn't you say that Dick will do three more commissions in Odinburg? This has been completed once today, and there are two more.

"I was inspecting Odinburg just now, and I happened to have a new commission to give him."

"This is business, so I'll leave first."

"Then don't talk for a while, I can come later."

"No, no, no, our master and apprentice have a deep relationship, and we will return to Kelburg together in a while. There will be a long time to come." Master said meaningfully.

Finally, he patted Fisher's arm gently, turned around and went out and closed the door.

"Why do I feel that something is not right about this atmosphere? Did I come at the wrong time?" Fisher joked.

"No, you came at just the right time. Tell me, Captain, what's the entrustment?"

"Hey, Dick, don't make fun of me, what kind of captain am I to you?

"Just a few days ago, wasn't there a deer-headed spirit that appeared in the Black Forest east of Odinburg?

“None of the nearby woodcutters can cut wood there.

"The woodcutter, headed by Bunyan, was so anxious that he couldn't cut any more wood and his newly married wife wouldn't be able to support him anymore."

"Hmm? Bunyan has a wife?"

"Yes, the Cato people came a few days ago, and there were soldiers who died in the battle and their families were left. Bunyan had been a bachelor for so many years, and then he married one of the widows."

"Then I should congratulate him. Do you want me to get rid of the deer-headed spirit?"

"Yes, Dick.

"Of course the commission fee will not be small," Master took out a money bag. "This 100 kronor was collected by Odin III, and the woodcutter collected a little more as a commission. You're welcome, just accept it.

"Although I have never seen a deer-headed spirit, it seems difficult to deal with. You'd better find your fellow witchers to deal with them together."

"Thank you for the reminder."

Dick took the money and put it in his pocket. After chatting with Fisher for a few more words, he began to kneel down on the bed and think quietly:

Originally, I didn't want to break up with Master so quickly, but seeing his intentions and the kindness and power in his words, I still wanted to continue to be the sword in his hand.

But I don't want to live in a muddle while I'm alive. With the help of the golden finger, my strength has not soared to the sky, but it can be regarded as a big horse pulling a small cart, running very steadily.

How can a man of honor be depressed and inferior to others for a long time?

Although my overall strength may not be as good as this Master now, it is extremely difficult for him to kill me.

And according to what Kayn said before, maybe I can really discuss it with him. If this Master is stupid enough to provoke me again...

Without thinking too much, Dick flipped through the space bag again, looking for objects to deal with the deer-headed spirit tomorrow.

As a high-level monster, the deer-headed spirit likes to occupy its own territory.

But when its territory is invaded, it will retaliate crazily.

Although it was the Gato people who first cut down trees and invaded the territory, which caused the deer-headed spirit to rebound, now that this monster has threatened human life, it can only be eliminated.

The deer-headed spirit is afraid of fire, and my fire seal is temporarily enough.

Now there are no magic bombs. Should I use the [Blizzard] potion?

This potion is also very precious. Forget it. Let's talk about it later.

By the way, Fisher just suggested that I find a companion to go with me. Isn't the new tool Russell just right?

Dick did it as soon as he said it. He walked out of the room and asked a maid at the stairs in the corridor where Russell was.

"Master Russell is sitting at the long table downstairs drinking alone."

"Thank you very much."

"You are polite, Master Dick."

Dick walked downstairs and saw Russell sitting at a corner of the table. There were two side dishes in front of him, and a large wine pot, and he was drinking by himself.

Dick sat next to him and patted him on the back gently: "Russell, what's wrong? You are also hurt by love affairs like Ajie."