Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

It was at the dinner table that Gordon met Anhill's family.

It was only now that he knew that besides his surviving parents, An Xier also had a sister who was almost ten years older than him.

Different from the picture in Fengying's wild imagination, Anxier's family members were not arrogant, nor did they show any rejection or dissatisfaction with their arrival, but rather enthusiastic.

Especially Anshir's mother, a beautiful lady who is very well maintained.

When she saw the boy leave home and the youngest son who was so mature that she couldn't even recognize her came back, she was almost crazy with joy.

No longer caring about being modest, she commanded the servants and maids to prepare the dinner with a shrill voice, causing everyone in the Stirling Mansion to jump up and down.

Anshir's father and sister also rushed back after receiving the message from the attendants.

Gordon originally thought that Anshir's father would be an elegant and handsome mature gentleman with meticulous words and deeds, but he didn't expect to be a round and chubby uncle.

The fat face is smiling, full of friendly smiles, slightly funny mustache, and humorous words, giving people the feeling of a kind uncle next door, Fengying and he have a good chat.

Gordon did not dare to underestimate this guy.

As the patriarch of a local wealthy family in East Doruma, as well as the behind-the-scenes controller and investor of many chambers of commerce, this Mr. Sterling cannot be a simple person.

Sure enough, in a few words, the stupid Fengying leaked a series of important information about Yanhuo Village's price level, special products, power structure, talkers and so on.

It wasn't until Mrs. Sterling gave him a dissatisfied look that she gave up smiling.

However, among Anshir's family, the one who impressed Gordon the most was Anshir's sister, the next head of the Sterling family, a lady named Jessica Sterling.

When we first met, she was dressed in a dark female formal attire and just followed Mr. Sterling, with little sense of presence.

It was the same after she was seated, with a formulaic faint smile on her face, her eyes seemed to be out of focus, and she didn't talk much, almost exactly the same as Anshir when they first met.

However, as a hunter, Gordon, whose perception is far superior to that of ordinary people, can feel that a vague peripheral vision has always shrouded them.

There is neither malice nor goodwill in the eyes, only calm scrutiny and observation.

It's normal for you to look at me, and you can understand Fengying who is still a half-grown girl, so be cautious.

But he didn't even let go of the pork chop gnawing on the fresh fish, and the amber burying his head in the food bowl, isn't it a little too much?

Gordon gave the lady a speechless look.

Noticing his gaze, the other party withdrew his peripheral vision from observing cats, cats and dogs, looked back, and nodded apologetically at an invisible angle.

At Gordon and Jessica where you glanced at me and stared at you.

On the other side of the long dining table, Mrs. Sterling was looking at Anshir worriedly.

"Anxi, don't you really want to change your clothes first? Your armor looks hard and feels very uncomfortable."

Anshir put down the table knife helplessly, "Mother, hunters wear armor every day, and I'm used to it."

"It's all at home, so you can order as you like. I'll ask someone to bring some light clothes. Of course, I'll prepare them for your two friends."

Mrs. Sterling complained, and raised her finger, ready to call for an attendant.

"Don't bother."

Anshir waved back the attendants, raised his chin and nodded Gordon, "This guy's size is hard to find, and we'll leave after dinner, so we don't need to prepare clothes."

"Eh? Don't you live at home?"

The disappointment on Mrs. Sterling's face was visible to the naked eye, "There are obviously a lot of rooms, and I asked the maids to arrange the guest rooms. Now that you are back in East Doruma, you can stay here."

"no."

Anshir resolutely refused, "We are hunters, and our main activities are either in the hunter's assembly hall or in the wild. It's too inconvenient to live here."

"You can be picked up by a carriage, and it's not like there is no coachman at home." Mrs. Sterling proposed a seemingly constructive plan.

Mr Sterling added with a smile. "Hurry up and prepare a spacious car, otherwise you have both armor and weapons, and it may not be so comfortable to sit on."

"Even if there is a car, it's too time-consuming to go back and forth on the road." An Xier continued to refuse with a dark face.

Jessica glanced at her younger brother, her face was flat, and her words were taken for granted, "Or in the name of the Sterling Chamber of Commerce, set up an office near the Hunter's Gathering as your stronghold."

Gordon \u0026 Fengying: "."

Suddenly, he understood why Anshir didn't want to stay at home.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, amidst Mrs. Sterling's reluctant farewell, Gordon and his party left the mansion.

To tell the truth, this dinner, or dinner, Gordon did not enjoy.

It's not that the Sterling family didn't prepare well, on the contrary, Mrs. Sterling prepared too well.

Take the slow-cooked dragon loin as the main course, it is soft and delicious, it melts in your mouth, and there is no disadvantage except the small portion.

East Doruma is close to the sea, so naturally there will be no shortage of seafood ingredients on the dinner table of Sterling's family.

However, these seafood are not local products, such as queen shrimp sashimi and secret barnacle abalone, all of which are said to be treasures from the distant New World.

It's delicious, Gordon doesn't know how to describe it, but it's delicious, but it's a pity that it's only a small bite.

The dessert after the meal is also great. The ice cream made from emerald durian is rich and sweet, but it does not have any peculiar smell that durian should have.

Gordon thought he could eat a whole bucket, but all he had in front of him was a small ball in a passion fruit shell.

"I said Anshir, is the amount of food in your family a little less than a billion points?"

Gordon patted his flat stomach, and complained half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Auntie and your sister are fine, but uncle's body is really full?"

Feng Ying frantically nodded at the side, expressing her approval.

An Xier rolled his eyes when he heard the words, "I just said it before I was full, what's the matter with my father's talk? Do you really think they are you two?

Roast a herbivorous dragon leg, one person can stuff it in.

Today's amount is already taken by the head chef for your size, so I added more. "

Gordon grinned and said nothing more.

The hunter's amount of exercise and food intake is not comparable to that of ordinary people, not to mention the big belly guys like him and Fengying, even Anshir himself probably doesn't have enough to eat.

"Okay, don't complain, go back to my house to put down your luggage, and I'll take you to the night market to taste the local delicacies of East Doruma."

"Okay~!"

"Meow!"

Fengying Pork Chop raised her hand and cheered.

Gordon noticed something was wrong, "What's going back to your house? Didn't we just come out of your house? We're going to the hunter's meeting place to register for rent?"

Anshir gave him a strange look, "Although it was also my home just now, it is the Sterling Mansion to be precise. What I am talking about now is the house I bought myself, my personal home, understand?

Also, what kind of house is renting? Although my house is not very big, it is still enough for three people to squeeze together.

By the way, Fengying, which floor do you want to live in? I suggest three floors, you can watch the stars through the skylight. "

"Look at the stars!" Fengying continued to respond without thinking.

Gordon: "."

Damn rich.