Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

If Hayata learns hunting from Yamos, at least it shouldn't develop into a muscular type, right?

With this in mind, Pine discussed it with his niece, and Hayata did not object.

It has nothing to do with courage, faith and other factors, no matter how unrestrained a girl is, she always loves beauty.

And as a good friend of her uncle, she has also known Uncle Amos since she was a child. Compared with group training, it is obviously more appropriate to learn from such a powerful and familiar master.

Amidst the noise all the way, the uncle and nephew came to the door of Amos' house.

"Hey, I'm just as stubborn as your father, I won't listen to any persuasion, hunter training is very hard, if one day you find it too hard...

I said Hayata, do you really not think about it anymore? Why don't we learn painting, how about being an artist."

Pine, who was standing in front of Amos' house, turned around again, rambling on.

Hayatta rolled her eyes, walked over Pine, and knocked on the door.

The straight-line distance between Minagard City and Kokot Village is not too far, only about four to five hundred kilometers.

The Kexiuret area is a hilly area with dense mountains, and the straight-line distance and the actual distance are fundamentally two concepts.

Gordon and Pig Chop hitched a ride with a merchant selling mountain goods to Minergard City. It took nearly ten days along the way before the tall city walls of Minergard finally appeared at the end of the horizon.

As the distance gradually shortened, the city wall became more conspicuous, and Gordon's mouth opened wider and wider.

The city wall, which is more than ten meters high, is made of huge dark gray stones. Hundreds of years of wind and rain can't shake it, but it adds a bit of vicissitudes of life to it.

On the top of the wall, wide enough for two carriages to pass side by side, there are many defensive facilities and watchtowers.

As one of the most important seaside cities for human beings, Minergard City has a strong enough defense force, no matter whether the opponent is a human army or a monster.

The large bed crossbow fixed on the city wall requires at least three people to operate smoothly. With the assistance of the eccentric wheel and the winch wheel, these war weapons with composite steel as the crossbow arm can send heavy crossbow bolts with thick arms into two hundred meters altitude.

Obviously, this terrifying weapon was not designed with human beings as its imaginary enemy. Their target was monsters.

Within the best killing range of 100 meters, even the flying dragon will be severely injured, and this is only the most basic weapon in Minagarde's city defense system.

Whether it is an active fort that uses gunpowder to push huge shells, or a mysterious device called "Dragon Shooting Gun" that is powered by a giant steam engine and is hidden in the city wall.

All of this is the confidence accumulated by generations of pioneers in Minagarde so that future generations can live in the crisis-ridden Shulet area.

It's a pity that Gordon couldn't notice so many details at this time.

He and Pig Chop's attention had long been attracted by the endless stream of caravans inside and outside the huge city gate, as well as the hustle and bustle of people pushing them forward.

Gordon dared to swear that the total number of people he had met in his life was not as many as there were at the gate of Minergard at this time.

After finally squeezing through the city gate, Gordon kept turning his head around.

Anyway, he's just a country bumpkin who came to the city for the first time, so what's there to feel ashamed of? Without deliberately concealing his surprise and novelty, Gordon looked around all the way, wantonly satisfying his curiosity.

As he gradually approached the trade circulation area where commercial activities flourished, Gordon clearly felt that there were more hunters passing by around him.

After all, the hunter's gathering place in Minergard is in the nearby area.

For young hunters, compared to the dazzling array of goods on the stalls and the wide variety of shops on the street, it is more interesting to be those "travelers", to be precise, the equipment on them.

"Wow! Look at the pork chops! That set of red armor is so handsome! The shoulder armor is superb and flamboyant! It must be made of some kind of crustacean monster material?"

"Aha, that set of armor looks like an iron barrel, but it seems to have a high defense!"

"Huh? Pork Chop, look at that big sister's equipment. It doesn't look like much fabric, and her belly is exposed. Doesn't she feel cold?"

Pork Chop shrank his head cautiously, begging that Gordon's impolite comments would not attract the attention of the equipment owner.

It's also fortunate that this guy paid attention to lowering his volume, otherwise he might have attracted a certain "big sister who exposed her belly" to scold her.

This old lady is looking for lightweight shooter equipment!

After wandering around for a long time, until the sun began to set in the west, Gordon finally recalled that the instructor Ernest had given orders before departure.

The first thing to do after arriving in Minagarde is to report to the Hunter's Gathering.

Fortunately, the Hunter's Gathering House was not difficult to find. After asking a random passer-by, he soon came to this huge building located in the center of the trade circulation area.

Looking at the wooden salon door that had been pushed and touched by countless people, Gordon was a little excited, but also a little uneasy, and was stunned for a while.

"What are you doing at the door, go in quickly!"

A bold female voice with a little dissatisfaction in the tone came from behind. Gordon felt a hand pushing behind his back, and subconsciously took a few steps forward, entering the gate of the assembly hall.

Rough laughter, the bang of oak barrels on the table, and the loud sound of bills from the kanban ladies all rushed towards him.

It was unprepared and lively.

The strong aroma of ale, rows of long solid wood tables, waiters passing by, men and women who started drinking and bragging before dark.

Gordon's first impression of the Minagarde Hunter's Gathering was more like a tavern than a place where hunters applied for quests.

"Hey, it's the new face I met for the first time, silly boy, where did you come from?" The huntress who had just pushed him at the entrance of the meeting place walked around in front of him, looking up and down curiously with him.

It was only then that Gordon noticed that this huntress in pink leather armor was the "big sister with her belly exposed" she had seen on the street before.

She looks like she is in her twenties, her skin is a healthy wheat color, and the exposed abdomen outlines extremely obvious muscle lines. The big black waves and the chest-on-hips movement give off a heroic feeling.

Gordon, who had little experience in communicating with young women, seemed a little shy at this moment. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Hello, big sister. I'm Gordon from Cocote Village."

When the huntress heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched fiercely.

The title "big sister" gives people a feeling that they are five years older than "sister" and ten years older than "miss".

Damn upset.

"Big sister, how old are you? Are you much younger than me?" The huntress hugged her plump breasts, raised her chin, and looked provocative if her nose wasn't her nose or her eyes.

The pork chop shrank into a ball in fright, and Gordon was a little at a loss, and subconsciously replied: "I am seventeen this year?"

"Hahahahahaha!"

A long-haired male hunter who was attracted by the female hunter's loud voice laughed and teased, "This little brother is almost ten years younger than you, Ursula, he didn't call you auntie." Even if it is very face-saving! Hahahaha!"