Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

"Wake up! The battle is not over yet! Get up!"

After being slapped on the face by two rough hands, the dazed Gordon jumped up reflexively.

He stretched his hand behind his shoulder, but failed to touch the hilt of the sword, and then he realized that what was wrapped around his body was not armor, but a soft cotton shirt and bandages.

Here, it seems that it is not a battlefield, but a room that is not too big?

Gordon looked bewilderedly at Ted, who was grinning at him.

"Are you sick?!" The pork chop flew over and kicked Ted in the face.

Hayata, who rushed into the room following the pork chop, glared at Ted with an angry look.

Ted, who had several bloodstains scratched by the pork chops on his big unshaven face, laughed heartlessly, "Just tell me, this way, you can wake up as soon as you wake up, and if you sleep again, you will be a fool." Already!"

"That's called a coma meow!"

Feeling a little confused in his mind, Gordon tapped his forehead and sat back on the bed.

His memory is still stuck in the moment when the energy of the dragon attribute exploded and the horn of the Laoshan dragon broke.

"So, what's the situation now? Is the battle over? Lao Shanlong fell? Is Minagarde okay?" Gordon, who had cleared his mind a little, asked questions one after another.

Hayata pushed Ted aside and explained: "The battle happened four days ago, the old mountain dragon was seriously injured and retreated, the new village was not threatened, and Minagarde was also safe.

Well, by the way, we are now in the hunter's hut of the meeting place in the city of Minagarde. "

"Four days?! I slept for four days?" Gordon confirmed in astonishment, he thought it was only a few hours.

Pig Chop jumped to the edge of the bed, "It's been in a coma for four days, meow!

Gordon, your injury is actually very serious. The high-strength dragon attribute energy in the dragon horn was detonated, and the dragon resistance of the Tyrannosaurus armor was very poor. The situation at that time was too dangerous, meow! "

"That's right, your heartbeat stopped at that time, and my uncle even gave you artificial respiration!"

"... That's really true, thank you."

Gordon's expression twisted for a moment, and he decided to forget about it, "Speaking of which, how did Lao Shanlong repel it?"

After successive fierce battles, but failed to persist until the end, Gordon felt somewhat regretful.

"How to repel it? No, oh, I forgot, you fainted early."

Ted slammed his mouth, and continued: "The blow you cut off the dragon's horn was very critical, it howled and fell down.

Then Boss Xia Zuo organized us to attack desperately, then, it got scared, and then, it turned around and ran away, that's it! "

"It's a good story, don't tell it next time."

Gordon, who had heard Ted's minimalist description, twitched his lips. He moved his limbs and stood up from the bed after feeling that there was nothing wrong.

"Senior Gordon, there's nothing else going on right now, why don't you rest a little longer?"

Hayata seemed a little nervous. She woke up two days earlier than Gordon. When she heard that Gordon's heart stopped beating for a while, she was really frightened.

"That's okay! The celebration banquet is about to begin, and my uncle came here specially to wake him up!" Ted crossed his arms to express his dissatisfaction.

"Thai! De!" Hayata didn't even use the honorific title for her senior.

"Have a banquet?" Gordon blinked and looked at Ted.

The latter gave a thumbs up and grinned, "Of course, tonight!"

"Then let's go!"

The halls of the Minagarde Hunter's Coven have never been so crowded since its founding.

More than a hundred hunters from Minagarde, those sent by the guild, and those from various cities, towns, and villages spontaneously came to help.

If it weren't for some people who were still injured or rushed back to their hometowns, the number might have doubled again.

The tavern in the meeting place couldn't entertain so many people at once, not to mention wine and meat, and there weren't even enough tables and chairs.

Fortunately, the lady president is not stingy about the heroes who protected Minagarde.

With a swipe of a pen, she approved a large amount of funds for the staff to purchase the drinks and ingredients needed for the celebration banquet. As for the tables and chairs, they could only borrow them from the neighbors in the neighborhood.

As a result, news spread that the hunters were going to hold a celebration banquet.

Countless Micheng citizens lined up and brought home the fine wine and various dishes, the quantity was so large that hundreds of big-bellied men couldn't eat it no matter what.

The president's lady directly ordered people to put the tables and chairs on the avenue in front of the assembly hall. The celebration banquet inside the hunter inexplicably evolved into a nationwide carnival that anyone could participate in.

"Start meow!"

Following the order from Pig Chop as the referee, Gordon and Ted Qiqi raised their huge wine glasses and drank with their necks up.

"Ton, ton, ton, bang!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

Amidst the booing and cheering of the people around, the two smashed their empty wine glasses on the table at almost the same speed.

"A tie, meow~!" Pig Chop raised two little paws and gave the result.

"Come on, help me fill up!" Ted slapped the table indiscriminately and yelled.

A little girl with freckles ran over excitedly holding a delicate glass wine bottle.

The amber clear wine gurgled out from between the mouth of the bottle until it drained completely, and finally filled the one-liter glass in Ted's hand to about 70% to 80% full.

Hayatta held a barrel and filled Gordon with ale.

The two toasted again, and Ted spit it out after taking a sip.

"It's fucking distilled spirits!"

Ted complained there, Gordon had already finished his ale, "I won!"

"This one doesn't count! I have a problem with this wine!"

The little girl with freckles was so wronged that she almost cried, "I obviously brought the good wine from my father's collection."

Under the disdainful gazes of Gordon and others, Ted had no choice but to apologize with a dry smile: "Ah, no, this wine is so good, I can't bear to drink it, I'll drink it slowly, drink it slowly"

"Useless wood!" Maxine mocked her own brother, and she looked at Hayata. "Little Hayata seems to be an adult for a long time, and I haven't had a drink with you yet, let's have a drink together!"

Hayata blinked.

She is not addicted to alcohol, but she doesn't hate it either. In the current atmosphere, she must drink more or less.

So, she handed the wine barrel in her hand to Maxine, and then picked up another one herself.

Maxine: "?"

The corner of the street, a relatively quiet corner, is the territory of the elderly.

Seeing how everyone in the alcohol squad was drinking to death, Miles hardened his fist.

Xia Zuo laughed and said, "Old guy, at least today, don't spoil their interest."

"Forget it." Miles sighed, and finally couldn't help but chuckle.

"Amos, that little disciple of yours seems to be good at drinking too." Looking at the group of noisy young people, Isabella smiled and said, "I don't even use a cup, I just use a wine barrel."

In terms of age, Amos, who was considered the youngest among these people, covered his eyes. He didn't even know that Hariyata could drink.

How long has it been since you left the teacher and went out to make a living? Two years? Drinking so hard?

Are you going to teach her a lesson?

But not even a stern Miles

Just when Amos was in trouble, a familiar figure entered his field of vision.

He immediately got up and waved, "Pyne!"

"Ah! Amos!"

Pine, who was full of smiles, came over with a large plate of freshly grilled meat, "Mapel just roasted herbivorous dragon meat, come and taste it. Huh?"

Looking in the direction of Amos' finger, the scene of his gentle and well-behaved niece holding a barrel of wine to drink made his pupils tremble.

"Hayatta!!!"

The sudden feeling of Lao Shanlong running away suddenly, isn't this created? (Applause! Nonsense!)

Well, it’s actually because the description of this battle is long enough. Of course, you can go down if you want water. Too procrastinated, and the battle process will be repeated.

I am actually not too satisfied with the Laoshanlong chapter, the foreshadowing is too long, the final climax is not high enough, and I don’t want to forcefully create a sense of tragedy by sacrifice

I want to write portraits of multiple people, but there are too many new characters, and the focus is scattered on each character, which is not deep enough.

It's also a strange process, but Lingshanlong's rhythm felt more refreshing that time.

It can be regarded as summarizing and learning some lessons orz.