Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Two days later, an airship landed on the airship pad in East Doruma.

The three people plus a strange-faced tribe rushed down from the gangway, leaving the other crew members on the airship a little confused.

Is the airship going to explode in the next second or something?

"I'm first!"

"Kababa!"

"We are third!"

"Damn it, I'm at the bottom again!" Ted, who is always less agile than his companions, cursed.

This is their customary drinking habit. Wherever they get off the airboat, the last person to land pays for a drink.

Although for hunters of their level, the cost of a banquet is insignificant, but it feels like someone else is footing the bill and you can drink freely.

It will be very cool.

"So are we going to the tavern now?" Oshula, who was wearing a brand new dark green armor, put one hand on his hip. "It's a public wine bar in East Doruma. I haven't been here for many years."

Together with the cross team, they used a method that is called "despicable" at best and "smart" at best to eliminate the Treasure-Tangled Explosive Hammer Dragon and the Explosive Dragon-Smashing Queen in one fell swoop.

They stayed in the village of Belna for a while longer, placing an order for the Blast Dragon Suit for Oshula.

During this period, they also took the time to visit an isolated island in the South China Sea.

Although there were some twists and turns, in the end Oshura successfully controlled her Red Dragon sniper crossbow.

With this set of weapons and armor, she got the "epic level enhancement" she expected.

It can be regarded as making up for the shortcomings of their alcohol hunting group in offensiveness to a certain extent.

Facing the soul question of Oshula, Ted and Maka were entangled.

In the end, Maka woke up a little. She rubbed her cheeks and said, "Let's take it easy for a moment. This time, the great elder specially sent someone to summon us and we don't know what it was about.

It's not a good idea to go to the Grand Hall smelling of alcohol.

The dragon light stone that the dragon master asked you to give to Aiden and Gale must be delivered first. Let's finish all the business first. "

Speaking of this, she added, "When night comes, go to the public wine bar and drink all night long!"

"I think it's okay!"

"Kababagaya"

"Oh, don't say anything to dampen your mood." Maka waved her hand vigorously, "It doesn't matter if Ancil is in East Doruma, let's just avoid him!"

The guild staff who were responsible for welcoming them and who had been waiting by the airship platform for a long time, listened to the loud voices of the three people, and the calm expression on their faces almost failed to calm down.

After taking a deep breath and adjusting her emotions, she walked up with a smile and revealed her identity to the three of them.

After the trio of drunkards said "Uh uh oh oh" a few times, they followed her obediently, bickering all the way to the Grand Hall.

Until they entered the front hall, the three people and a strange-faced tribe were still chirping and croaking.

The staff's eyes twitched slightly, and after asking them to wait for a moment, they hurried into the main hall.

The noise made my head hurt.

The first person to be summoned was Ted, the nominal captain of the Alcohol Hunting Group.

They are drunkards who are careless on weekdays, but after all, they are not stupid in the biological sense.

Before entering the hall, he specially adjusted his expression, tightening his big face full of flesh and scars to match his city wall-like body shape and heavy armor.

The "strong man" temperament comes across.

After entering the hall, he was a little surprised to find that Gordon was also here.

His tense expression suddenly relaxed, and he chuckled, "Brother Gordon, let's go have a drink together tonight?"

Gordon: "."

The great elder is still here.

Fortunately, the Great Elder has been accustomed to the virtues of these hunters for hundreds of years and does not care about etiquette.

He said in a dull voice: "You are here, there is something you can take a look at."

Ted said hello belatedly and scratched his bald head. The guild leader had already raised the metal box in front of him.

Ted had no doubt that he had it, and he opened the lid of the box, and the strange evil eye caught his sight.

Ted's breath was stagnant, and then, like a conditioned reflex, he jumped back a step, roared, took off the big shield behind him, smashed it on the ground, and at the same time raised his blunderbuss and entered a defensive posture.

The smooth marble floor tiles were smashed into pieces by the large shield in his hand.

This lasted for two or three seconds before he reacted, poked his head out from behind the shield, and cursed, "What the hell is this?!"

The great elder chuckled a few times.

Ted's reaction satisfied him. It was natural for him to have a big reaction when he first came into contact with the Evil Eye.

As long as you don't freeze in place or yell meaninglessly, you are considered qualified.

Ted's reaction when he entered combat mode for the first time was quite remarkable.

Ted, who passed the test, was confused and invited to the side hall by the staff.

Afterwards, Maka, Oshula, and Babaka called into the hall one after another.

Their tests went equally well, and what was interesting to Gordon was that the guys' reactions were almost exactly the same.

They all yelled and then drew their weapons and entered a fighting stance, giving a sense of synchronization as if they shared the same brain.

The great elder became more and more satisfied, stroking his long beard and nodding his head.

He discovered one thing, as long as the hunters came back from the New World, most of them performed well when facing the evil eye.

This is true for high-level hunters, and the same is true for hunters with four or five stars.

Due to the special high-energy environment and the existence of the Ancient Dragon Crossing, the density of ancient dragons in the New World is much higher than that in the Old World.

In the investigation team, investigation tasks related to ancient dragons are not exclusive to high-ranking hunters.

Some four- and five-star hunters have come into contact with ancient dragons and even fought as many times as some high-level hunters in the Old Continent.

In the past, batch after batch of elites were sent to the New World, and they stayed there for several years, ten or even decades, and it still hurt him very much.

Now I feel it’s so worth it!

Just look at Gordon and his group of ten top hunters from the special investigation team.

When I went there, two were eight-stars, four were seven-stars, and four were six-stars.

When he came back, one was a nine-star, three were eight-star, and six were seven-star.

It only takes five or six years to go back and forth. What kind of military training holy land is that?

When the riots here subside, the investigation plan for the New World must be restarted.

Send all those young hunters who have great potential but lack experience, call them back in five or ten years, and then send another group over.

The quality of the guild's high-end combat power will surely improve by leaps and bounds!

"Great Elder?" The guild director raised his voice.

The great elder, who had been silent in his beautiful thoughts, came back to his senses and let out a low cough like thunder, "Ahem, what's the matter?"

"The assessment planned for today has been completed. Among the twelve people, four performed well, three passed, and the remaining five failed. Do you have any other instructions?"

“As always, we give top priority to those who have performed well and open up some relevant information.

Those with qualified performance will be considered as candidates, while those with unqualified performance will be arranged for psychological counseling by professionals to try not to leave any sequelae. "

"Understood." The guild leader put away the list and the book recording the information.

The elder who was in a good mood looked at Gordon and said in a rumbling voice: "The selection of hunters participating in the war has been mostly completed. The general will keep an eye on the subsequent tests of military personnel, so you don't need to worry too much.

It’s been a hard day these past few days. Let’s go have a good drink with these drunkards tonight, ho ho ho ho. "

Gordon finally thought to himself, bowed his head and said goodbye to the great elder, and then hurriedly walked out of the hall.

In the past few days, I have been either supervising assessments or discussing tactics with the great elders and generals, and I can't spare any time to spend with my daughter.

In the morning, I heard Hayata boasting happily that Muti could already call "Mom" very clearly, but "Dad" was still mumbled, like "Papa".

How can this work?

Gordon almost jogged out of the Grand Hall and was about to go in the direction of his residence when he was grabbed by several hands.

It's the drunkards who have been waiting here for a long time.

"Let's go and have a drink. We won't come back until we get drunk tonight!"

"No, I plan to quit drinking." Gordon said with a straight face, "Mutty doesn't like the smell of alcohol."

"?"

"What are you talking about, pig?"