Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The liveliness of the Eastern Doruma Hunter's Gathering Hall is not only reflected in the higher ceiling, more hunters, and larger tavern.

Even the task counter for handling business is much longer than other strongholds.

Behind the counter, three kanban ladies with sweet smiles skillfully handled tasks registration, salary reward settlement and other business for the hunters in front of the counter.

The word "professional" was clearly engraved on their foreheads, and their efficiency was far inferior to that of a fish-fishing monster named Tiji.

What surprised Gordon the most was the appearance of the three kanban girls. They actually looked exactly the same, as if they were a group of triplets.

This was the first time he had seen the triplets with his own eyes.

Gordon felt emotional in his heart.

The existence of the triplets kanban girl may not be able to directly improve the service quality and work efficiency of the meeting place, but the realism will go up immediately

When he came near the counter, Anshir stepped forward first.

He didn't talk to the triplets kanban lady immediately, but came to the edge of the counter and greeted an old dragon man who was dozing off in the corner of the counter:

"Mr. Supervisor, I will bring two companions to register. They will be active in East Doruma for a period of time."

Gordon was shocked. Was there always someone there? He didn't even notice!

The thin and small old dragonman, who was about the same size as the village head of Kokot, opened his eyes in a daze. After thinking for a second, he tilted his head and said:

"It's little Anshir. Long time no see. It's been two years and one month?"

"Yes, Mr. Supervisor, your memory has always been so good." Anshir complimented him from the bottom of his heart.

"Hahaha, old man, I only have this one advantage." The old dragon man laughed and looked at Gordon and Fengying, "Are these two kids?"

"Hello, I'm Gordon from Kokot Village." Gordon respectfully handed over his hunter's note, not paying any attention to what the other party said.

This old man of the dragon race looks to be at least two hundred years old, and a child should be a child.

Next to her, Fengying, who was reminded by Gordon's action, also quickly took out the hunter's notebook, and bowed vigorously, "I am Fengying from Yanhuo Village, please give me your advice!"

The old dragon man took the notes of the two of them and slowly flipped through them.

Anshir turned around and introduced to the two of them in a low voice: "This old gentleman is the director of the guild and the person in charge of the East Doruma Hunter's Gathering.

Because the headquarters of the Hunter's Guild is in East Doruma, the title of "guild leader" is easily confused with the elder of the guild, so there is the term "guild supervisor". "

When Gordon heard this, his heart suddenly dawned.

Regardless of the title, the status of this old man of the Dragon Race in the Eastern Doruma Hunter's Gathering House should be the same as that of the president of the Minagarde Gathering House.

"Oh~, the backgrounds of the two children are unusual."

The director of the guild closed the two notebooks, and said with a smile: "The young people who have been recognized and recommended by the "Master Hero", and the juniors who are valued by the "Fire Tiger" Master Puxian, have full potential.

Came to Eastern Doruma from Minagarde? Hahaha, that little girl Fanti must be pretending not to care on the surface, she must be bleeding from jealousy in her heart. "

Gordon and Fengying touched the back of their necks together, not daring to answer.

"Okay, I got it here, of course I have no objection to the registration, let's go to those three girls to handle it."

After all, the guild supervisor put the notes of the two on the counter and pushed them aside, then closed his eyes again and continued to doze off.

The triplets who just finished handling the business at hand turned their heads at the same time and looked this way.

The synchronization rate of Qishuashua is too high, which is a bit scary

The one who spoke first was the one standing in the middle, dressed in a rose red maid outfit, "Hi, I'm Hetty, please take care of me."

Followed by the one in the bright yellow maid outfit, "I'm Hertha, please take care of me."

The last one to speak was the one in the green maid outfit, "I'm Sabastini, please take care of me."

".?"

There was a silence.

Gordon somehow thought of Pork Chop's mother.

"Hee hee hee, I'm just kidding, I'm Hurley, please give me your advice~" Under the helpless eyes of the two sisters, the one with the wrong name and style of painting corrected it with a smile.

Anshir added, "Hetty is the eldest sister, Herta is the second sister, and Hurley is the younger sister. At first, they may feel too similar to each other, but they can be easily distinguished after getting familiar with them."

"This Mr. Anshir, you know us very well?" Herta, the second sister of the triplets of Kanbanniang, glanced at Anshir, and suddenly spoke with a cold tone.

Anshir's face froze upon hearing this.

Gordon was startled, feeling that this sentence was a bit inexplicable.

Does An Xier have a grudge against them?

Hurley propped her elbows on the counter, poked her head out and said with a smile, "Mr. Anshir suddenly left East Doruma without even saying hello. Sister Heta is very angry~!"

"Oh——" Gordon looked at Anshir sideways, with a curious and ambiguous tone, "So, young master, what is your relationship with this lovely lady?"

"It's just book friends who have slightly similar preferences in reading." Herta replied first.

Afterwards, she put on a sweet smile in line with society's expectations again, reached out to pick up Gordon and Fengying's hunter notes, and said: "Sorry, I wasted your time, the registration will be done soon, please wait a moment." wait."

Facing the "presumptuous" behavior of the two younger sisters, Hetty, the eldest sister of the triplets, bowed apologetically, "I'm very sorry, I made some of you laugh."

Of course, Gordon and Fengying would not care about this, their interest point is not in the registration matter at all.

Gordon approached Anshir enthusiastically, poked the latter's rib with his elbow, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, tell me, what's going on?"

Feng Ying was more direct. She folded her small arms and looked at An Xier, words like "scumbag" were already written in her gaze.

Anshir glanced at Herta who was going through the registration process with his head down, and said helplessly: "We are indeed book friends, and we recommend books from time to time.

When Julius was promoted to four stars back then, I was a little stimulated. On impulse, I ran to Naguli Village to find General Sickle without telling anyone. You know what happened afterwards. "

Upon hearing this, Gordon smacked his mouth a little bored.

If it's just like this, it's normal for Hertha to be a little angry from the perspective of a friend, but it's not a big deal.

When Anshir said this, he didn't lower his voice, and the three kanban girls could hear it naturally. Hertha continued to register and didn't respond, but Hurley blinked and asked:

"But my sister said that she was a little worried after she found out that you had gone to Naguli Village. She sent a letter there, and it should have been delivered through Miss Marianne of the Naguli Village Assembly Hall. Didn't you receive it?"

The eyes of several people refocused on Anshir.

An Xier was stunned for a while when he heard the words, and then his expression became visibly embarrassed.

"How to say?" Gordon's interest rose again.

"Hey, I actually received that letter." An Xier lowered his head and touched the bridge of his nose, looking a little guilty.

"Then why didn't you reply to my sister's letter!" Hurley asked angrily with her hands on her hips.

"Why didn't you reply!" Feng Ying added to the confusion.

Hertha still didn't raise his head, but the quill in his hand stopped.

Anshir laughed twice, and said: "Cough, ah, I was digging a protective stone with Gordon at the volcano, and I dug a very powerful dragon's protective stone. I was excited for several days, and I seemed to have forgotten it."

"Crack!" The sound of the quill pen barrel breaking.

Gordon: "."