Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

For the next two days, Fengying was in a state of being lost.

The combination of the reward for hunting the black-horned dragon and the reward for serving as a guard for the third princess barely settled her previous debts, but in order to strengthen the creation of the black-horned dragon shield and ax "Force of Destiny", she once again asked Anshir Borrowed money.

I wanted to rely on the prize money from this food competition to get out of negative equity and become rich in one fell swoop. Who would have thought that the prize money would be taken away by a cat with "broken fruit picked up" and "stone flower that came along"?

Watching Xianglan buy whatever she wants these two days, and buying three copies, one for her own use, one for her sister Shi Zhu, and one for her arrogant appearance, Fengying's heart is bleeding.

The little skirt that Elle wears, the cat scratcher that Elle uses to sharpen her claws, and the high-end hair care products that Elle uses

The one who sent me these xx is a face-off, isn’t it? Sister Hayata take care of your cat!

But it would be too embarrassing to complain to Sister Hariyata, and it would be easy to be laughed at by Anshir, so Fengying thought of another idea.

She told Shi Zhu about the two-day random spending of 200,000 z by Pandan, but in fact it was in the early 100,000 z, and she deliberately exaggerated it, um.

Xianglan was reprimanded as a matter of course, and the rest of the bonus was also confiscated, saying that it was saved for it to use when it got married in the future.

Realizing who cheated her, Xianglan finds Fengying to fight all day long.

The cat chef training for pork chops has been completed. It has its own foundation. Under the guidance of the chef cats, their cooking skills have advanced by leaps and bounds. Right now, they only need to practice more, and they will be able to cook delicious cat rice soon.

The Alcohol Squad started seriously planning to go to Yanhuo Village. Apart from the main purpose of recruiting new teammates, Maca and Oshura also planned to practice in Yanhuo Village for a period of time.

They are not "locals", so it may not be easy to learn the secrets of insect skills such as the stunt of Yulong, but they hope to learn the skills of using flying insects to move flexibly.

If they can master it, it will be a huge improvement for the two insect stick users and light crossbow users.

They even asked Fengying to help write a "letter of introduction". If they could get Lie Yan and Ni Tai's help, the efficiency of Xiangchong's training would undoubtedly be greatly improved.

Their thinking is clear.

Since you can't compare with Gordon, Hayatta and the others in terms of talent, let's borrow external power.

Hunters are pragmatists, and everything you can use can be counted as part of your strength.

The holiday of Gordon and others has come to the last day. Early tomorrow morning, they will leave Locklark by airship and return to East Doruma.

The queen and princess should also return to the castle and continue to "go to prison".

Locklark's last meal was at the assembly hall tavern. The third princess acted coquettishly and tried to extend the holiday, but was ruthlessly rejected by the guard Miss Prima.

The second prince also didn't really want to go back. He seemed to have the idea of ​​continuing to go to sea as a fisherman, which made Prima very nervous.

Her Royal Highness is just playing for fun, but His Royal Highness seems to be a little serious. If this really changes him to a fisherman, His Majesty the King will drag her out and chop her up.

While eating, the drunkards from the alcohol squad also came over, and as a result, there were many more wine bottles and glasses on the table.

Worried about the princess and the others "learning bad", Prima drove the little girls and the cats and dogs back to rest first.

The depressed second prince imitated Ted and the others and poured himself alcohol. He was so drunk that Anshir, who was a temporary roommate, had to carry him back to the room.

Gordon Hayatta drank a few more rounds with Ted and the others, maybe a dozen rounds.

It was late at night, when the people in the tavern were scattered or almost lying down, the four drunkards were finally drunk.

However, the desert spirits have a lot of stamina, even with the drinking capacity of the two of them, it is a bit dizzy at this time.

"Go back, go back!" Gordon said with a big tongue, leaning on the table, and stood up staggeringly.

"Ok~."

Hayata's condition was a little better than him, and with a silly smile on his blushing face, he was obviously a little silly.

Pushing away the chair and turning around, Gordon, who was on the sloppy footsteps, was just about to take a step, when he was startled by the figure standing behind him who didn't know when to get up.

The man was almost standing against the back of his chair. He turned around and took a step, barely hitting him directly.

"Hold, I'm sorry!" Gordon muttered, the smell of alcohol on his body was so strong that it could make people stumble.

But the person standing in front of him didn't seem to feel it at all, standing quietly in place, staring at them with pale eyes.

It was a strange girl, wearing a set of robes from ancient times, with complex and rare shapes.

Hayata hugged Gordon's arm, tilted her head, "Hi, you. Are you?"

The man didn't answer.

The two stared at each other awkwardly for several seconds.

Under the influence of alcohol, Gordon's thinking was a little chaotic, but anyway, he didn't want to stare at each other with this weird girl all night, and was about to take Hariyata away.

The girl in ancient costume suddenly spoke, her voice was far away, but it seemed to be ringing in my ears.

"Go to the tower and get rid of them. They are too noisy. If the king is woken up, it will be too bad."

The sun shone through the curtains, and Gordon sat up suddenly on the soft big bed.

Beside him, Hayata, who was curled up with the quilt, was snoring comfortably.

Knocking his head, which was a little drowsy due to hangover, and scratching a few strands of hair vigorously, Gordon felt a sense of disobedience.

what happened last night After drinking until midnight, I met a strange girl, heard her talking nonsense, and then woke up.

How did I and Hayata come back? Can't remember at all.

Have you had a drink? Thinking about it this way, the strangely dressed girl is really dreaming, right?

Gordon tried to sort out his thoughts, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, so he turned his attention to his girlfriend who was sleeping soundly next to him.

Stretch out your hand to poke her cheek, no response, poke her waist, still no response, poke harder

Hayata sat up from the bed, and she glared at Gordon angrily.

What is this? Stirring people's dreams!

Before his girlfriend got mad, Gordon hurriedly asked, "Do you remember how we got back last night?"

The attention was diverted, Hayata looked up at the ceiling and thought for a while, then shook his head, "I don't remember."

"Do you have any impression?"

Gordon originally wanted to ask "Do you have the impression that we met a girl in ancient costumes", but after thinking about it, it seemed wrong.

If this is really my own dream, I dreamed of another woman while sleeping on the same bed with my girlfriend, and even woke up the other woman to ask me if there was anything, it seemed to be somewhat suicidal.

So he changed it to something vaguer, "...did we meet someone weird?"

Hayata blinked, his almond-shaped eyes widened suddenly, "Isn't that a dream?!"

Gordon had some confidence in his mind, "It seems to be true. There are too many doubts about that person, and I always feel that what she said may be important. Do you remember it?"

"Remember some." Hayata sat upright cross-legged on the bed, biting his thumb and thinking, "Why go to the tower to solve something, it's too noisy."

"And then it's troublesome to say something about being woken up," Gordon added.

Hariyata nodded, "It's almost like this, she only said this sentence, right?"

"Well, although the memory is a little fuzzy, there should be only one sentence." Gordon thought for a moment, and said: "Take a pen and paper, and draw the image of that person before the memory is completely fuzzy."

"good."

Hayata ran quickly to find a pen and paper, and quickly sketched a portrait of a young girl.

Gordon was not good at sketching, so he tried to remember by the side and provided some clothing details.

The two complemented each other, and on the drawing paper, the image of a girl in ancient costumes reflecting their memories gradually became clear, but the strange thing was that neither of them could remember the girl's appearance at all.

"I just remember her pupils were very light, very light, and the pupils were barely visible," Gordon added.

Hayata shook her head resolutely, "No, she has pupils, and they are rare vertical pupils."

"Huh?" Gordon was stunned. "So, what color is her hair in your impression?"

"Isn't it silvery white?"

"I remember it was platinum, what about the skin color?"

"Light brown."

"pale"

The two looked at each other pale, and their throats were a little tight.

Except for the "girl in ancient costumes", the people in my memory don't match up.

Ps.

There will be no more direct and in-depth contact with those mysterious people in the series. This book is too scary, eating with a girl in white or something, dare to think about that scene?

Their true identities are hard to say, and the official has not given a positive explanation, but judging from the plot of the rise, it is certain that the ancient dragon can influence human beings on the spiritual level (dragon people are also considered human beings).

Possession theory and human transformation theory, which have been debated in the early forums, can be considered to have a result

However, this possession should not just grab a passer-by to possess, it may be related to the "religion" that has been vaguely mentioned many times in the setting.

Many religions worship ancient dragons as gods (the witches in Yanhuo Village are actually counted), and religions cultivate personal Zhuli, right emmmmm.

As for the "girl in ancient costume" here (appeared in 3g).

It may be the human possessed by the ancient dragon, it may be the person transformed by the ancient dragon, or it may be the spiritual phantom created by the ancient dragon, who knows? It doesn't matter what you think, but the open-ended setting that is vague in the mh series is also one of the charms.