Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Gordon stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, and the latter trembled visibly.

"Alas!"

"...It's me." Gordon's voice came through the visor in a low voice.

Hayata let out a long breath, and then said pleasantly: "Senior Gordon, you are here as expected!"

"There's still meowing!"

"Pork chop!"

"Pork chop idiot meow!"

"Meow!" Pig Chop waved his claws and slapped the provocative Xianglan a few times.

I owe a lesson meow.

"What are you doing standing here, don't you go in, worried about being laughed at?" Gordon asked Hayata curiously.

Hayata's face turned red "teng".

In fact, the pork chop guessed right, and Hayata was really embarrassed to enter the assembly hall in the current "four knives" appearance.

She was born and raised in Minagarde, and there were quite a few hunters who had a good relationship with her at the same time. Because of her master Amos, the hardcore hunters and even the older generation of hunters were also very familiar with her.

Going in with the current appearance, of course, would not cause any major problems, but with the character of most hunters who like to join in the fun and love to make jokes, it is absolutely impossible to escape being ridiculed by the crowd.

"So, why don't you go home and put down your luggage? I remember you mentioned that your home is not too far from the meeting place, right?"

"Um"

Hayata said with some coyness: "But, but I lost the key to the house. This month, uncle should also run a business outside, so he can't get in."

Gordon choked, well, it doesn't seem surprising that he lost his house keys after being away from home for a few years.

"Let's put it at the door first, or send it to the neighbors if you're worried." Gordon suggested.

"If you continue to stand in a daze at the entrance of the meeting place, someone who will come over later will definitely push you in together, shouting, 'Look who is back!'

Then other people started to pick up the 'Four Swords Style' or something."

The imagery that emerged in his mind made Hayata's face pale.

It is conceivable that similar scenes and dialogues will definitely happen whether it is being pushed in or walking in now.

Those who are exaggerated will say something like "It's the goddess of war in Minagarde!" "One left hand and one right hand, with a stick in his mouth, and the other is thrown away for fun! The monsters are scared to death!" "Amo You lost!" Strange words like that.

Gordon was so embarrassed that he wanted to tap his toes on the floor, let alone the thin-skinned Hayatta.

"This way!"

Hayata turned her head and walked in the direction of her home, keeping her head down for fear of being recognized. At this time, she was so envious of Gordon's full-face helmet.

It has to be said that Hariyatta's good luck is not only reflected in the stripping of materials.

It was obviously a bustling area with a lot of people and hunters coming and going frequently, but on the way back from the gathering place to the door of the house, she just didn't meet a single acquaintance.

Ten minutes later, they came to a two-story building with a small courtyard.

From the floor area to the exquisiteness of the building, it can't compare with the small western-style building that Anshir bought in East Doruma with pocket money, but it does not have a sense of life.

Hayata reached into the gate of the fence courtyard familiarly, pushed the plug inside the door, and a group of people walked into the small courtyard.

Made of blue bricks, the slightly rough low courtyard walls are covered with mottled graffiti.

Most of the content is about a little girl laughing with a "bloody mouth", and an adult with an afro, as well as common things such as suns, trees, and small animals of various strange colors.

Gordon and two Elucci looked at Hariyata.

Hayata, who was caught in childhood memories, came back to his senses under the focus of their eyes, covered his face and said: "I drew it when I was a child."

"Quite good looking."

"I think it's better than Gordon's painting."

"I also think it's meow." Xianglan stared fixedly at a butterfly on a small flower, "Sister Shuiyun is nothing more than meow now!"

It pounced.

"Sister Shuiyun just has a different style of painting, which has more characteristics." Hayata defended Shuiyun.

Gordon had also seen Shui Yun, but he really didn't think it was any better than the graffiti that Hayata had when he was a child.

He lacked aesthetics and no interest in "painting art", so he looked around,

This small courtyard is surprisingly clean, hey?

If I remember correctly, Mr. Pyne, Hayata's uncle, is the leader of a caravan running a caravan, the kind who stays at home for a few days all year round, and still has the time to clean up the yard?

At this moment, the door of the house was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

A dark-skinned, middle-aged man came out with a frown, and looked warily at the few uninvited guests who broke into his yard.

Especially the big man in the green armor, he doesn't look like a good guy!

"Uncle!" Hayata exclaimed in surprise.

Pine was stunned for a moment, and then took a closer look at the figure with a familiar face but a figure much taller than his impression, and then exclaimed: "Hayatta?!"

Hayata cheered and rushed over, tightly hugging her uncle who was no different from her father to her.

[Hyuga]'s full metal armor made a muffled "clang", which made Gordon's teeth ache.

Hayatta, who came back to his senses, quickly let go of his arms.

Although Taisaoshi is not good at strength, she is also a swordsman whose strength is infinitely close to that of the upper class. With her arm strength, it is not an exaggerated metaphor to say that she can strangle a cow.

His ribs and back were hurting, but Pine didn't have the time to pay attention to it. He carefully looked at his niece who was about a head taller than him, and was so happy that he couldn't even speak for a while.

"Meow meow~."

Panran ran to Pine's side in a very doglike manner, and took the initiative to rub the back of the latter's hand.

The father who said he was Hayata is fine, he has to please meow!

Hayata sniffled, smiled and introduced his partners to Pine. The two Ailu couldn't introduce much, so he focused on Gordon.

"Mr. Pyne, hello." Gordon took off his helmet and greeted politely, but met the former's vigilant and cautious eyes.

He suddenly came back to his senses, the current scene seemed, slightly, a little bit special.

He smiled stiffly and didn't dare to say anything more.

Hayatta didn't think too much, and grabbed Pine and asked questions.

Pine pulled his gaze away from Gordon for a while, "Everyone, stop standing in the yard and come in quickly."

As he said that, he opened the door with a smile, and Hayata ran in almost bouncing, and Gordon followed with his limbs slightly stiff.

Amid the cracking sound of "click, click", the two of them stepped on a piece of the floor in the house.

Hayata, who was carrying four katanas and armor and weapons, weighed 300 kilograms, and Gordon, who was wearing heavy armor and carrying two big swords, weighed nearly 400 kilograms.

Ordinary wooden floors simply cannot bear such a weight.

Hayata stopped with a dry smile, and Gordon wanted to retreat directly to the yard in embarrassment.

"You guys should put down your weapons first, meow." Piggy reminded helplessly.

The two carefully placed their weapons flat on the ground, and Hayatta's steps became light again, while Gordon still needed to walk lightly because of his own weight and armor, and the "creaking" sound of the floor did not stop Pass.

On the contrary, Pine, the owner of the house, didn't care the most, and helped Gordon get a sturdy chair.

Let's not talk about other things for now.

This pig. This male hunter is also Hariyata's partner, so he must not lose his manners.