Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Port of Tangia.

A huge fleet consisting of six large ocean-going ships has been anchored here for a long time.

According to the plan, they were supposed to sail a week ago, but the late arrival of an important member forced them to postpone the departure date repeatedly.

"Ahhh——!"

A young man in his twenties, covered in pitch black armor, lay on the side of the ship and howled, "That kid is too slow, isn't he?! How dare you let me, the invincible one in the world, wait for so long!"

It’s unbelievable that there are people in the world who are more arrogant than me. It’s outrageous! Are you right? "

Melalu, who was sitting on the side of the boat, licked her paws and said, "Meow me hen."

Next to him, another young man with a mohawk and a sunny smile, who was about the same age as him, tried to smooth things over with a smile, "Don't say that, I heard she was hunting some very powerful monster, there's nothing we can do about it. "

"How powerful can it be? More powerful than Tyrannosaurus?" The arrogant young man knocked on his dark breastplate.

Together with Keogh and several other seniors, successfully hunting the "Black God" was a feat that would allow him to brag for a lifetime.

This Tyrannosaurus suit is even more beloved by the arrogant young man.

Most of the hunters on the same boat had changed into the casual clothes of the investigation team. He was the only one who kept wandering around wearing this black armor, for fear that some people would not know about his proud achievements.

"That's possible, but don't forget which team she is from." The young man with a sunny smile chuckled and teased each other.

As a member of the "recommended group", Sunshine Youth naturally also has high-level equipment.

Unlike the arrogant young man, he would only wear those equipment when hunting high-danger monsters. Normally, he quite likes the light armor provided by the investigation team.

"Da da da da." The sound of brisk and rapid footsteps came.

This doesn't sound like human footsteps, it should be some kind of four-legged creature, El Cat? It seems not.

The two young men subconsciously stuck their heads out of the side of the ship.

One, or two, figures moved upward along the nearly vertical outer wall of the ship, and finally leaped over the railing and landed on the deck.

It was a toothy hound covered in dust, and the same was true of the young dragon-human girl riding on its back, with messy black hair.

The two young men were stunned for a moment, and it was the sunny young man who spoke first.

He waved his hand and said, "Hey! Long time no see, you're finally here!"

The arrogant young man said with a dark face, "Did you get lost and wandered to the Snowy Mountains of Frasia?! A week! We, the five hundred or so people, have been waiting for you for a whole week!"

"Oh! It's a long way to go!"

The young dragon tribe girl jumped off the back of the tooth hound with a smile, raised her arms and cheered: "Target the new continent! Let's go!"

In the middle of the village where the fire was burning, Anhir walked forward with difficulty.

The oxygen had been burned by the flames. He took a deep breath with all his strength, but it felt like a heavy stone was pressing on his chest, making him unable to breathe.

out of breath

Not angry.

gas.

He opened his eyes suddenly and saw the familiar velvet curtain, but his chest was still heavy and it was difficult to breathe.

Looking down, he saw his daughter lying on his chest, sleeping soundly.

Drool overflowed from the corner of his chubby mouth and soaked his clothes.

Anxier sighed, gently picked up his daughter, and placed her next to someone who was sleeping in a very bad state and stretched out.

After thinking about it, he picked up his daughter again and placed it on her mother's chest. Then he sat up with satisfaction and walked out of bed.

This was the most "gentle" way to wake him up that he could think of.

After adjusting his nightgown, Ancil came to the calendar and turned over a page.

The date displayed above made him slightly stunned.

"It has been four full years since I arrived in the New World. The ship of the fifth group has probably already set sail." Anhil said to himself with emotion.

Butler Ellu held a tea tray on his head and brought him freshly brewed black tea and breakfast.

Anhil tapped his chin at it, sat on the high-backed chair next to the coffee table, and while enjoying breakfast, he picked up a book and read quietly.

About a quarter of an hour later, someone who was snoozing on the bed suddenly sat up.

"Nima's suffocating me to death!"

"Whoa-!"

As a result of her getting up, her daughter who was woken up burst into tears.

"It turns out it's you little scoundrel!" Gale turned her daughter over and slapped her twice on the butt.

The daughter cried harder.

"I feel bad! I feel bad!" Gale said and kissed her daughter hard on the butt again.

My daughter stopped crying.

Holding her daughter who had just turned two years old, she walked out of bed disheveled and wandered over to An Xil. With her sharp eyes, she noticed the saliva mark on the latter's collar.

Gale, who instantly figured out what was going on, rolled his eyes, grabbed the black tea cup from Anshir's hand and drank it in one gulp.

Then she glared at him and asked, "Did you put Fufu on me?"

Anhil slowly picked up the teapot and poured himself a new cup, "No, she just likes to sleep with you."

"Stop it!"

"Daddy hugs!"

Seeing his daughter stretching out her hands to him with a babyish sound, Anxier happily threw the book aside and picked up his daughter.

Gale had a sinister expression on his face and sneered, "Look, she obviously loves getting into your arms more!"

An Xil nodded indifferently, "Yes, she slept on me all night. When she woke up, she found you lying alone next to her, so she gave her to you for a while.

What I said before about 'she likes sleeping with you' is just a white lie, don't take it to heart. "

"." Gale was furious, grabbed her daughter and kneaded her, then put her under her arm and took her to wash up.

Half an hour later, Anhil and Gale, who had taken care of their personal hygiene and changed into casual clothes, were preparing to go out.

The little girl ran over and hugged her mother's leg.

She knew that her mother could talk better than her father, "Fufu needs to be shaved off too!"

Anhir took a deep breath.

The daughter's full name is "Francesca Sterling". Francesca is the name of his grandmother. She is elegant and correct. If you need a nickname, you can call it "France".

However, someone thought that both names were too difficult to pronounce and gave her the nickname "Fufu".

As a result, my daughter only recognized this name.

Fife Sterling

I wonder how my parents and sister will react when they learn that the child’s name has changed to this?

Well, I guess there won’t be any negative reactions.

After Fufu was born, he took photos of her and sent them back to East Doruma when the liaison ship returned to the Old World.

Since then, every contact ship arriving in the New World has always been stuffed with various baby nutrition products, small skirts, small toys and so on.

He also brought a message saying that he must carry new photos on the ship back.

According to Jessica's reply, her mother spent at least half of her day staring at those photos and giggling.

A little scary.

Anxier knelt down and pinched Fufu's cheek flesh.

The little girl has the same high nose and thin lips as herself.

The almond-shaped eyes and slightly curly dark hair were inherited from her mother.

"If you go out, you need to change clothes." Anxier asked: "Would you like to wear convenient pants or a beautiful skirt?"

"Pants!" Fufu raised her hands in the air and answered without hesitation.

Anhir glanced at Gale, who raised his chin proudly.

Although her mother and others sent her countless exquisite and gorgeous dresses, Gail insisted that children should wear clothes that are convenient for them.

Otherwise, how can you "get along" with kids of the same age? !

Regarding this point, Ancier has no objection.

In life in the New World, pragmatism is always the first element. The star stronghold does not need a little princess wearing a jeweled tiara but who can't even run or jump.

Ps.

The time jumps from July of the ninth year of the plot to February of the thirteenth year, which is three and a half years later.

At this time, Gordon is 29, Hayata is 27, Ancier is 30, Feng Ying is 22, and Gale is 32.