Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

As the sails rose and filled, the dock flaps were opened.

The large fishing boat "Saryūmaru" is like a sea dragon that has come to life, swinging its huge body and sliding into the sea of ​​sand.

Riding the wind and sand, constantly accelerating.

The six small sand boats accompanying them followed closely behind, raising a few plumes of dust and smoke among the undulating sand dunes, and headed towards the wider sand sea to the north of Lockark at high speed.

The strong wind roared in my ears, and the sand and dust carried by the wind kept getting into my eyes and nostrils.

Fufu tightened the dust-proof veil on her face, and suddenly she understood why a certain distinguished uncle became obsessed with such a tiring and dangerous activity as fishing in the sand sea.

The boldness of facing the vast nature, the excitement of hunting instinct running rampant in the blood, is really addictive.

A big hand patted Fufu's shoulder, and a high-pitched voice broke through the blockage of the strong wind and penetrated into her ears.

"How does it feel!"

He was dressed in a fisherman's attire. Except for his slightly different skin color and hair color, he was the second prince who completely blended in with the group of fishermen.

"Cool!"

"Meow!"

Fu Fu, who was extremely excited, shouted in response at the top of her voice. Even Fish Pat, who always flaunted himself as "elegant", couldn't help but meow loudly.

The flying yellow sand took the opportunity to get into their throats, causing them to cough.

The second prince and the fishermen on the deck broke into bursts of good-natured laughter, and returned to their respective posts amidst the scoldings of the ship's boss.

Fufu, who wanted to play on the bow for a while longer, was also driven back to the cabin by him.

Shouting and laughing all the way, although it is very refreshing, it is also very energy-consuming.

In the dangerous sand sea, always paying attention to your physical strength and condition is the key among the keys.

"Ah bah!"

After spitting out the sand in her mouth with an indecent gesture that made her face darken after the etiquette teacher looked at her for a while, Fufu couldn't help but excitedly said, "It's so cool. This feeling is completely different from riding on a small sand boat!"

"Yes meow!"

"How about we come every year from now on!"

"Good meow!"

"We have just set sail, why are you two so excited?" Xianglan, who had never left the cabin since the beginning, was carefully taking care of her hair.

It has taken off its tight burqa.

The hair lost due to cat moss infection basically grows back, and the new hair can be perfectly integrated with the original hair when exposed to wind and sun.

This is the main reason why it is willing to join the fishing fleet.

After taking out the small mirror and carefully checking the condition of the hair on her body, Xianglan put away the messy care ointments and tools with satisfaction.

His expression also became more serious, "Don't think that you have seen the great desert by taking a small sand boat and circling Lockakla a few times these days.

With Loklak as the center, the area with a radius of dozens of kilometers will be repeatedly cleared by local hunters, so it appears to be relatively safe.

Once you leave this safe zone, you will finally arrive at the real Sand Sea Meow.

There are many powerful monsters such as the Yellow Speed ​​Dragon Group, the Sand Dragon Group, the Earth Sand Dragon, the Qiankou Dragon, the Horned Dragon, the Thunder Dragon, and the Dragon Killer, all of which are too numerous to count.

There are many monsters that can capsize this big ship in one go. Always carry your bow and quiver and don't let down your guard. "

Facing Xianglan who became serious and entered the "senior state", Fufu nodded obediently.

"Fufu did a great job, so what's your preparation, meow?" After praising Fufu, Pandan glared at the fish steak.

For some reason, it's always tougher when it comes to fish steaks.

"I, you brought a cat pick, meow?" Fish Pickle held up the bone cat pick in his paw, which is commonly used by novice cat hunters.

Xianglan put her hands on her hips, looking like she hated iron and said, "Your father is not only good at explosive bombs, but he can't find an opponent even with the cat sword.

Your mother has not been a hunting cat for a long time, but she is very skillful in using a cat fork, and once she is in the water, no one can compare with Meow.

How come you have become a good-for-nothing vase with no fighting skills other than beautiful hair?

I really don’t know who you look like! "

Yuba shrank her neck, and Fufu's expression on the side was a little subtle.

Her mother Gale, Master Feng Ying, and I heard Uncle Gordon all complained more than once, saying that the fish steak was not like its parents in every aspect.

On the contrary, it's more like Pandan's biological son.

Of course, these are just jokes.

"You follow me this time. If someone is injured, watch carefully how I deal with it, and at least learn basic first aid techniques, meow!

This way if something happens in the future, you can at least help bandage meow! "

"Okay, meow, Xianglan."

"Call Master Xianglan, meow!" Xianglan suddenly raised her voice.

Yuba subconsciously stood up straight, "I understand, Master Xianglan, meow!"

Fufu tilted her head and looked at her from the side, "I said, Senior Xianglan, how about you accept this guy as your disciple?

Although Fish Steak is not good at using weapons, it can use musical instruments, various flutes, and motivational instruments. Maybe it is more suitable for it? "

"Disciple? I don't want to, meow. Teaching disciples is too much trouble, meow!" Xianglan refused decisively.

But Fufu is not someone who gives up easily.

She pulled Xianglan aside and whispered: "Senior Xianglan, look, although the current fish steak is not good at combat, it has a good foundation, right? After all, it has such parents."

"Hmm, meow." Xianglan did not deny this.

"And compared to its hard-core father, I think it is more suitable for your style.

If you think about it, Fish Pat didn't learn anything under the tutelage of his father (which he didn't), but after learning from you, he grew into an excellent therapy and support cat.

Then when you meet its father next time, wouldn't you be able to slap him in the face?

Seeing that his son has been taught well, Pork Chop can only hold it in his heart no matter how unwilling he is, right? "

"Meow meow." Xianglan looked back at the fish steak, feeling a little moved.

"And you don't need to carry it with you all the time. After all, you have to go back to Aunt Hayata after you finish your recuperation, right?

You only need to occupy the title of 'Master', and then help him lay the foundation recently. Some mushrooms will help teach him later.

The mushroom is also your disciple, isn't what it teaches the same as what you teach? "

Xianglan picked up her claws and said, "In other words, if this guy fails in the future, I can evade it by saying that I just helped him lay the foundation, and the rest is from the Mushroom Cult.

If it grows well in the future, I can say that it is my fault, and then go and give the pig a slap in the face, meow? "

Fufu: "."

Although this is the truth, when you say it like this, are you being a little too straightforward?

"I've decided, nya!"

Xianglan patted Yupa's shoulder hard, "Master Xianglan has decided to accept you as a disciple, meow! From now on, you will be called Master Xianglan, meow!"

I will train you to become an excellent healing cat and support cat! "

"Meow meow meow?" Fish Pat tried to resist, "But, I haven't decided to be a hunting cat yet!"

"Then you said it doesn't count as meow!"

Xianglan grabbed the hair on the back of Fish Steak's neck and dragged it towards the storage room, "First, let me learn how to prepare life dust and recovery medicine.

A while ago, in order to eradicate cat moss, I even came up with a therapeutic gel that imitated the honeydew of honey bugs. You can just pour it on your body to seal the wound.

You learned this first, meow! "