Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

"You? Set up a stall?" Gordon could hardly describe the shock in his heart at this moment.

Julius wasn't even going to take off his vicious helmet, which looked like the "ghost" in the legend of the Western Continent.

"You can understand that it is the task of the master."

"Master Campbell's mission?" Hayata was still puzzled, but Gordon almost understood it.

Julius is conscientious, cautious, hardworking, talented, brave, disciplined, and has countless advantages. It can be said that he is the template of a perfect student in every teacher's mind.

But he has a problem - he's too serious and won't let himself go.

According to Shi Jiang, "He stretched himself too tight."

So the master craftsman would occasionally assign Julius some tasks that didn't matter whether he completed them or not, such as "go to Flasia Snow Mountain to gather five snow mountain grasses and come back".

It is to let the latter go out for a walk more and relax.

The purpose of setting up a stall this time is estimated to be similar.

Sure enough, Julius sighed, "Master heard that Jieyun Village held a celebration, and he wrote to ask me to 'intensively participate' and organize the process into a report for him."

"Submit the report." Gordon grinned, "So why did you come up with the idea of ​​setting up a booth selling masks?"

"What else? Selling fried noodles? Or fishing for goldfish?"

Julius was wearing a helmet, and Gordon couldn't see his expression, but he could easily imagine his expressionless expression.

Thinking about it this way, indeed.

Selling masks is already the lowest level of difficulty. Go to the grocery store to buy some goods, and then stop by the booth. Anyway, this guy is not looking for sales.

"Senior Julius, in fact, I think that if you find Elle to help watch the stall, the business will be much better." Hayata said carefully.

"Yes, your appearance is too scary, how can any child dare to come here?" Gordon easily said what Hayata wanted to say but did not dare to say.

"No, this is a part of the experience. Since it is the task of the master, I can't be lazy."

Gordon rolled his eyelids, and just when he was about to say, "Then you wait slowly", a small figure rushed to Julius's booth with a "swish".

"Gababa!"

It's Babaka, Maca's strange-faced companion.

Seeing the excited look of the little odd noodles dancing, Gordon smiled at Julius: "Whether you can open today depends on this customer!"

Julius said in astonishment, "But I don't know the strange face language."

"Let's dance and dance to find out."

Gordon patted Julius on the shoulder with a smile, "Come on! Brother!"

"Kaba!"

"This, this, one hundred and ten, one hundred, one, ten"

Abandoning Julius, who was clumsily negotiating with Babaka, Gordon and Hayatta continued to hang out.

"By the way, did you see Anshir and the others?" Gordon asked as he helped Hayata take the oiled paper and bamboo sticks from her hand, and threw them into the bamboo basket specially set up by the roadside.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gordon felt that the question was a little inappropriate, and quickly added: "Ah, I'm just curious, I just think we've been shopping for so long, and the village is so big, it's a bit strange that we haven't encountered it at all."

Hearing this, Hayata's expression became a little strange.

"Senior Gordon, do you want to call them out now?"

"Huh? Are they around?"

"I don't know, but you can try."

"Try it? How?"

"So, Senior Gordon, lower your head and keep your face close to mine."

Gordon obeyed obediently, "Is that so?"

"Well, pay attention to the movement around you." Hayata raised her face and said lightly.

Hayata's breath was so close that Gordon could even smell a sweet onion, which made Gordon a little nervous.

Suddenly, Harjatta stood on tiptoe and touched Gordon's cheekbone with her forehead.

"Ah! I kissed you!"

Fengying cheered and jumped out from a booth not far away, and then found Gordon and Hayata staring at her.

"Well"

Fengying froze for two seconds, then turned around and asked An Xier who was still hiding behind the booth, "So am I exposed?"

"Get out! I can't hold back and want to expose me too!" An Xier walked out angrily, and slapped Fengying on the head.

Gordon and Hayatta continued to watch them.

After secretly watching the two for an unknown amount of time, seeing that it was pointless to continue hiding, he walked over with a smile.

"You guys are idle." Gordon said angrily.

"Senior Anshir, Fengying, good evening." Hayata's expression was a little dangerous.

Just when the two of them were sweating on their foreheads, they were thinking about how to find an excuse to escape.

A string of flames shot into the sky, and under the night sky with the full moon as the background, fireworks exploded all over the sky.

Then came the second, and the third.

Jieyun Village, and even the mountains surrounding the village, were illuminated by colorful fire lights. Everyone's laughter, exclamations, and sighs, along with the explosion of fireworks, resounded through the night sky.

Looking at Gordon beside him, and at the two extra people at the end, Hayata finally couldn't help but chuckle.

"Well, it's not bad for the four of us to watch the fireworks together."

"Meow--!"

"Uh, by the way, did you hear Pandan's cry?"

Just when the hero celebration in Jieyun Village reached its climax.

A peregrine falcon carrying an urgent letter flew into the Great Old Hall of East Doruma.

It shook its eagle feathers, which were soaked in rain, and stretched out its paws, which were bound with the metal post.

The female clerk took down the letter box, and after noticing the special mark on it, she frowned, and immediately picked up the letter box and trotted all the way to the hall where the Great Elder was.

"Great Elder! An urgent letter from the Minergarde Guild!" The clerk raised his voice.

She does not know the contents of the letters in the letter box, but only in the most urgent cases, the local guild will use this marked letter box to send a message to the headquarters.

The guild director sitting next to the elder took the letter box, checked the sealing wax, opened it, and quickly read it.

——As a giant dragonman, the Great Elder is really too tall. This kind of small letter box, which is not as thick as an ordinary person's finger, can only be read by trusted people.

"What happened." The elder's voice was dull like thunder.

After the guild supervisor read it carefully twice, he raised his head and looked at the elder.

His face was extremely serious, "President Vatican of Minergard City reported that the storm from the Spirit Peak of the Western Continent continued to expand to the northeast, and has crossed the ocean, affecting the port of Minergard."

"Lingfeng, Tianjin disaster land? Didn't Jieyun Village report that the storm they observed has weakened?" The Great Elder asked with a frown.

The guild has always been paying attention to the event of the storm caused by Lanlong.

The conservative response was the result of a unanimous decision after discussion among the guild's top management. It stands to reason that Lanlong will be fine after gradually passing through the "self-dangerous period". What accident happened?

"Jieyun Village is located in the southeast of Lingfeng Peak, and Minergard across the sea is located in the northeast. The storm around Jieyun Village is weakening, but the storm detected by Minergard is strengthening, which means"

"Lanlong is consciously expanding the storm circle in the direction of Minagarde." The Great Elder sighed, "What is the reason, does President Vatican have any guesses?"

".have."

The guild leader took a deep breath, "She said that there is nothing worthy of Lanlong's attention in Minagarde, but there are things in the north."

The elder's voice became even deeper.

"Shoulet City?"