Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

"so spicy!!!"

The blond girl jumped up immediately.

Fengying looked indifferent, is it spicy? Spicy is right, the main raw material of hot drinks is chili, just get used to it.

The girl opened her mouth and let out a few breaths, "Give me some water!"

Fengying took out the shriveled water bag and shook it, "No, I've finished drinking, bear with it."

"Drinks are also fine! Juice! Black tea! Anything is fine!"

Feng Ying looked at the other party suspiciously, and began to wonder if there was something wrong with this guy's head.

It took a while to get used to screaming and jumping, and the burning sensation in the throat finally subsided.

"What a faux pas." The blond girl squeezed her fingers and made a movement, trying to cover the lower half of her face with a fan, but suddenly came to her senses, she had lost her favorite Silver Sleeping Bird fan long ago.

"It's so disrespectful to treat my concubine like this!" The blond girl stared at her big beautiful eyes, and the corners of her eyes were a bit majestic.

"oh."

Feng Ying ignored the other party's complaints, "Has it warmed up?"

"Huh?"

The girl rubbed her arms and said in surprise, "It's really warmed up!"

Fengying felt that she couldn't be led by this strange guy, so she said to herself, "I'm Fengying from Yanhuo Village. I came to rescue you after receiving an urgent mission from your maid."

"Hmph, did that guy get lost in Yanhuo Village, what a fool!"

The idiot is yourself!

"Forget it, for the sake of her looking for someone to pick up the concubine, let her be spared, the concubine is really generous!" The blond girl raised her chin and forcibly created a condescending perspective.

"You are a hunter?"

Fengying looked at her armor, and then at the weapon behind her, feeling that there was no need to answer this question.

"It turns out that you can be a hunter even if you are so short, so can't you be a hunter as well?" The blond girl folded her arms and pointed her cheek, continuing to talk to herself.

Fengying felt that her blood pressure was high again. She took a deep breath and suppressed her anger, "Let's leave quickly. Although I have dealt with the mermaid dragon, there is no guarantee that there are no other monsters around."

"Huh?! Did you dispose of that monster that sings so well? It's a pity." The blond girl pouted, "I still plan to send someone to catch it and make it sing a lullaby every day."

Feng Ying selectively ignored the "nonsense" of the blonde girl, and at the same time urged the other party again, preparing to leave.

"No! I'm hungry! I can't walk without eating!" The blond girl with her hips on her hips refused.

As if to prove that the master wasn't lying, the girl's stomach grumbled at the right time, which actually made her feel a little embarrassed, "Really, it's really rude."

Feng Ying thought for a while, people who have been hungry for several days will naturally have no strength, and the other party's request is not too much.

She took out a piece of food and threw it to the other party, "Eat quickly."

The blond-haired girl didn't seem to have the habit or experience of catching things thrown by others, and watched helplessly as the food she carried fell to the ground.

Another vein popped up on Fengying's forehead.

She grabbed the food and put it in the girl's hand, "Eat!"

"Huh? So this is food? I thought it was building blocks or something." The blond girl looked curiously at the square food she carried, a little surprised.

"Fast food!"

"But it fell to the ground?"

"Isn't it wrapped in oil paper? Tear it off and eat it!" Fengying felt such a headache for the first time.

The blond girl picked up two fingers, and after removing the wrapping paper little by little, she was silent for two seconds, "Is this really food? Are you cheating on me?

ah! The concubine understands, it may be a misunderstanding caused by the dialect of the Western Continent, the communication failed, it is really impolite.

'Food' should refer to the kind of, um, something that can be eaten, it should be hotter, softer, and placed in the tableware."

Fengying felt a string in her brain snapped.

Ignoring the blonde girl's description of the word "food" in her understanding, Fengying stepped forward, squeezed the girl's mouth open again, and stuffed the food into it.

At last it was quiet.

Immediately afterwards, she pushed the blond girl to the ground again, spread out the cloak, rolled up the girl, and finally used the sleeve of the cloak as a rope, and tied a tight knot.

"Woooo!!!"

The blond girl tried to struggle and resist, but in front of Feng Ying, whose strength far surpassed that of a regular strong man, the latter didn't even notice her resistance.

Carrying the twisted blonde girl on her shoulders, Fengying strode out of the cave.

"Amber, go home!"

In the canopy near the cave, three hunters are hiding here.

Ni Tai was a little worried and said: "Fengying has been in for so long, why hasn't she come out yet, is there something wrong?"

The guard lady coughed twice to cover up her embarrassment, "Hey, the third princess has a bad temper, and they may have had some disputes."

"Fengying's thinking is relatively linear, so it's not easy to suffer." An Xier glanced at the guard lady, "Princess may suffer a little bit."

Then, they saw Fengying coming out of the cave humming a little song, with the third princess twisting like a silkworm tied on her shoulders.

Miss Guard: "."

Anshir smiled, "In this way, the mission should be considered a successful completion?"

"Of course, alas—"

The guard lady sighed, "It's good to let that child suffer a bit once in a while."

In East Doruma.

Gordon and Hariyata had a leisurely and boring week.

In the past few days, they either went to the training ground to polish their martial arts, or ate and drank in public taverns, or went to the library to pass the time.

The only thing that could be called special during this period was that, on the recommendation of Hurley, I went to listen to the concert of the famous "Diva".

In the theater, the singing was ethereal and dreamy, and Hayata was obsessed with it, but Gordon simply fell asleep.

He doesn't have a musical cell.

A week later, the news came.

Gordon's weapon and beads, Hayata's "Nanman Sword", and Pandan's female dragon cat armor have all been forged.

However, when he went to the weapons store to pick up the goods, Gordon met two unexpected acquaintances, or is it more appropriate to say an old friend?

"Professor! And Alva? Why did you come to the weapon shop?"

Gordon walked over in surprise and greeted the two of them.

The headquarters of the Gulong Observation Bureau and the Scholars Team are not far from the Public Tavern. In the past few months in East Doruma, he has met Alva several times.

But it was really the first time the professor saw him after encountering the Lanlong incident.

"It's Brother Gordon, ah, and Miss Hariyata, hello." The young scribe who always gave the impression of being quiet and even a little timid lowered his head and said hello.

The old professor still looked like he was fully wound up, and rushed to Gordon with a "whoosh", looked him up and down, "It really is you, when you heard the name 'Gordon' Guess it's you, is this also some kind of fate?"

"Huh?" Gordon didn't know what the other party was talking about.

At this time, the great craftsman's mother-in-law also came out from the weapon shop, "I'm sorry, little Gordon, this work is a bit special, so I invited the professor of the scrivener team here without authorization."

Seeing that Gordon was still confused, the great craftsman explained patiently: "The old drunkard in Naguli Village sometimes lost his eyes.

What you dug out from the volcano was not an ordinary 'rust block', but an older and rarer 'immemorial block'.

As far as I know, this is the first ancient great sword restored from an ancient block. Please forgive me for talking to myself and naming this great sword.

--epitaph. "