Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Tiki held the fish steak and sucked it for a while, then held the fish ball and sucked it for a while.

Then she carefully put the two kittens back into Osura's arms and carefully covered them with soft cloth.

"Kittens sleep for a long time, so it's better to have a relatively stable environment for them to rest. It's not good to carry them all the time.

Well, I should go back to work. I'll meet you guys after get off work later!"

After saying this, Tikki waved her hand and left.

Gordon and the others looked at each other.

"That guy has changed a lot."

"Well, after all, it's been so many years."

"That's right."

Seeing that everyone turned silent, Maxine smiled and said, "Don't stand here, let's find a seat and sit for a while."

"Then let's have a few drinks together?" Gordon teased.

"Drink less, not more." Maxine scratched her hair, "I have something to do later."

They came to the pub area and found a long table to sit down.

Before we could order, the hunters at the next table showed exaggerated surprise: "Wow! What did I see?

One nine-star, two eight-star, and one seven-star! So many stars! I can't open my eyes!"

"Hahaha!"

"And our big star!"

"That's right!"

Maxine pretended to pick up a chair and hit them, but those hunters were not scared by this and continued to smile.

Hayata blinked and looked at Maxine, "Big star?"

"Don't listen to their nonsense!" The honest Maxine blushed.

"That's not nonsense." Osura proudly hooked his arm around Hayata's shoulder, "We heard about it when we just returned to Minagard.

Maxine, her husband Elijah, and some friends formed a band called 'Violin and Hunting Flute', which is now quite famous!

Not to mention Minagard, even Dondoruma and even Loklak often invite them to perform!"

"Awesome!" Hayata admired from the bottom of her heart.

Gordon raised his voice, ordered some drinks casually, and turned back to ask curiously: "What kind of band? How do you play?"

Marco scratched his head in annoyance.

Her brother and Osura had asked her the same question many times in the past few days, and she had to spend a lot of effort to barely explain it clearly.

Do I have to explain it again now?

Hayata took a sip of a non-alcoholic soft drink, "Maxine, you said you have something to do later. Is it related to playing?

Rehearsal or performance, if it doesn't bother you, can we go and take a look?"

Maxine smiled, "Yes, of course! There is a performance in the Grand Theater tonight, and I have to go back to participate in the rehearsal in a while."

Ted laughed on the side, "The first day I came back, I heard about this and sent an urgent letter to Rocklak.

Maca will definitely come! This is the first time our alcohol hunters have gathered together for a performance in seven years!"

"You said it as if you will also go on stage." Oshura was teasing on the side.

"It's not impossible." Maxine smiled and said, "Eli said that when the performance ends and the curtain falls, everyone can go on stage together to take a group photo or something."

Ted immediately shouted, "Oh oh oh! I want to go! Elizhe is a very smart guy!"

"Of course I want to go too!" Oshura's eyes also lit up.

Hayata whispered to Gordon, "Should we not go up?"

"Of course, this is their 'alcohol' party."

The few of them drank and talked until noon.

Maxine almost drank too much, but Hayata stopped her in time.

Out of curiosity, Gordon and his friends, who had no other plans in the afternoon, followed Maxine to the local theater in Minagard.

They also met the members of "Violin and Hunting Flute".

Gordon realized that he had underestimated this team. He had heard that it was a band before, and thought there were only four or five people. Now, at a glance, there are probably more than 20 people.

It is a lightweight band.

Seeing them coming, a man with long hair full of artistic temperament and holding a violin hurriedly came up.

He was tall, but in front of Maxine, who was 190 cm tall, and Ted Gordon, two giants, he inevitably looked a little petite.

Although they had not met many times, Gordon still had some impression of this man named Elijah.

When he was still an ordinary musician in the troupe, he and Maxine were lovers. Now they are married and have three children. They have also become a famous couple of performers.

When he came to the front of the few people and smelled the smell of alcohol on Maxine, he felt helpless. Fortunately, Maxine's eyes were clear and obviously she didn't drink much, which made him feel relieved.

After a simple greeting with Gordon and the others, he urged his wife to take the instrument and prepare to start rehearsal.

Maxine smiled and carried the extraordinarily large instrument box on her back. Just as she was about to take a step, she suddenly froze in place.

Miles, whose hair was completely white but whose back was still straight, stood up from a corner of the rehearsal room and walked towards this side with a dark face.

He was holding a little boy who looked five or six years old in his hand, and behind him was Maca, who had a stiff expression and held a slightly younger child in each hand.

The scene was a bit funny, but it did not affect the old man's power.

Ted and Maxine were sweating profusely, and their disciple Oshura was not much better.

Gordon Hayata quickly stepped aside to avoid the blood of the drunkards splashing on him.

"Not only are they late for rehearsal, but they are also drinking on the day of the performance?" Miles' voice was not loud, but Maxine and the others were already shaking.

Ted was even ready to turn around and run away.

Fortunately, Elijah came to their rescue at this time, "Dad, they didn't drink too much, let's start rehearsing first."

Miles stared at the few people for several seconds, then "humphed", tilted his head towards Maxine, and let her go for the time being.

The little smell of alcohol on Maxine's body instantly dissipated, and she ran to her seat without saying a word.

The pressure continued to fall on Ted and the others.

At this moment, the little boy held by Miles suddenly let go of his grandfather's hand, ran to Ted and hugged his legs.

The two younger children in Maca's arms were also like this.

One by one, they wanted to climb onto Ted.

No one knows why, but uncle Ted is particularly liked by these three nephews and nieces.

Seeing this scene, Miles couldn't get angry anymore.

After glaring at Ted coldly, he sat back in the corner, folded his arms and continued to watch the rehearsal.

Ted, who escaped the disaster, let the little guys climb on his shoulders and neck, and decided to let them hang on him today.

"When did you arrive?" Oshura asked Maka in a low voice.

Maka made a bitter face and lowered his voice to reply: "Just two or three hours ago, I wanted to go to my dad's house to see if you were there, but I was caught by my dad."

"Should I say you are lucky or unlucky?"

"Kaba"

"Quiet." Miles' voice came from afar.

The few people who were whispering shut up immediately.

On the rehearsal stage, Elijah put the violin on his shoulder, and Maxine carried her "White Bug Armor Flute Type 1" which looked like a cello.

The member in charge of conducting raised the baton.

"Next song, 'Hero's Proof', get ready."