Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

As the most prosperous metropolis and the most populous city in the Old Continent, almost all the facilities in East Doruma can be said to be the best in the entire continent.

Hunter training camp is no exception.

According to Hayatta's evaluation, the size of the hunter training camp here is more than half that of Minagarde.

Needless to say, there are training grounds and training facilities for various purposes, but there are also canteens and rows of barracks, just like a small military camp.

The number of hunter trainees is also much higher. Excluding the eliminated ones, basically 30 to 40 one-star hunters can be exported every year.

Some of these novice hunters will stay in East Doruma, and more will be sent to various villages to garrison and practice.

This is the case for Keogh of Eba Village, who was born in East Doruma, but that guy seems to be out of school

Gordon looked around with curiosity.

He saw a lot of novelties in his eyes, such as scale monster targets made of steel frame, wood, leather and hemp rope, there are quite a few types.

There are those that look like velociraptors, those that look like big wild boar kings, and those that look like big strange birds...

Unlike when he was training, a large wooden stake was erected alone in the open space behind the village as a target, and a few stone barbells were placed at most, which was his "special" training ground.

If you don't want to chop wood stakes, you can go to Xiuletsen Hill to find the big wild boar.

In comparison, the training environment for these hunter students is really good.

Gordon stopped involuntarily, and stood by a target that should be in the shape of a blue speed dragon king.

How can you tell that it is not another breed of Athlon? Because the craftsman who made the target specially painted it blue, and the crimson crown has also been restored. It's really idle...

Several teenagers and girls who looked fifteen or sixteen years old and held wooden swords and shields were lining up for training under the leadership of a "senior sister" who was a year or two older.

They took turns to play, roll around the target of the Blue Velociraptor King, slash once, roll again, and slash again.

The distance of each roll and the position of the falling sword are fixed. Roll six times and cut six swords to complete a round, and change someone.

I look a little dumb...

Gordon grinned involuntarily. Actual combat will definitely not be so streamlined and standardized, but when laying the foundation, such mechanical training is very necessary.

Even the simplest standardized tactical actions are not smooth, so there is no need to think about actual combat applications.

Seeing Gordon watching the trainees training with great interest, Anshir and the others, including the guild director, also paused.

Not bad for a few minutes.

Looking at the monster target, and at the hunter students who were going through the "process" under the supervision of senior students, Fengying curled her lips in disdain.

What she dislikes the most is this kind of mechanical training, and the delicate monster targets in Gordon's eyes are even more rudimentary to her.

The training in Yanhuo Village is all giant steam-driven mechanism monsters, not only can counterattack, but can even simulate breathing...

She naturally despises these targets that don't even move.

Under the strong onlookers of several senior hunters who knew that they were extremely powerful just by looking at their equipment, the movements of those students began to deform due to nervousness.

A student rolled at an incorrect angle and bumped his head against the leg of the Blue Velociraptor King's target. While covering his head and getting up, he blushed in embarrassment.

Realizing that the onlookers of himself and others interfered with the children's training, Gordon touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment and was about to leave.

The older student who was in charge of supervising the training of the juniors suddenly ran in front of them.

She bowed first, and greeted everyone politely, "Hello, Mr. Supervisor, hello seniors!"

Then he asked excitedly and curiously: "Are the seniors the instructors who come to give advice in rotation?"

Gordon looked at Anshir beside him. Anshir shrugged and said, "Sometimes hunters are invited to come to the training camp to give lessons and demonstrate or something."

Gordon understood.

This is also the benefit of big cities. Excellent hunters are invited to the training camp to demonstrate and share, and the purpose of teaching is secondary.

Handsome and gorgeous equipment, exciting hunting stories, can effectively give this group of naive boys and girls blood, thereby boosting morale and improving training enthusiasm.

It is estimated that the guild supervisor will lead the people in person at ordinary times, so the little ones misunderstood.

The guild director, who usually has an old face, was very kind when facing these children, "It's not this time, Fay, they are here to find Hilda, and they have an urgent mission."

"Is that so?" The girl was a little disappointed, but then realized something, her eyes widened a little, "Performing missions with Instructor Hilda?! Wow! Are the seniors all high-ranking hunters?"

An Xier pointed to Fengying who was smiling proudly, "She's not."

Fengying: "."

Hey, there is no such dismantling!

Unlike Gordon, who was born in a small mountain village and lacked common sense, these students understood the concept of "superior hunters" and immediately became excited.

There were even a few well-informed boys who guessed the identity of the Silver Edge Hunting Group based on the age and image of Gordon and others. They became more emotional and yelled. attracted.

The guild manager looked at all this with a smile, "The popularity is very high, it seems that I have to invite you to come here next time."

Gordon and the others responded with dry smiles to the enthusiastic boys and girls, while thinking about how to get out.

The director of the guild saw their embarrassment, and since they came here this time, they really had business to do, so they smiled and said, "Just show the children something, or they won't leave."

After finishing speaking, he reminded in a low voice, "Don't make it too exaggerated, it will be even more difficult if the atmosphere is too hot."

Gordon is a bit numb, he, Hayata, and Anshir are not too pushy, the only exception is Fengying.

He simply handed over the task of showing off to her.

Fengying eagerly prepared to pull out the black-horned dragon shield axe, but Gordon gave her a glare, "Use a training weapon."

Fengying had no choice but to take the wooden one-handed sword for training from the senior student named Fay, and danced like a sword with a hemp stalk.

This thing is too light

The gathered students also calmed down a little, and looked curiously at this senior who didn't look a few years older than them.

Fengying jumped twice on the spot, clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, and the light of fighting energy that had been charged flickered on the wooden sword before disappearing, and then she charged with all her strength.

The onlookers only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and Fengying "swished" across a distance of seven or eight meters, and the wooden sword in his hand, with the power of charging and charging, smashed fiercely on the head of the blue speed dragon king target .

Amidst the loud noise of "Bang!", the wooden sword and the head of the target exploded together.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Wow!"

Amid bursts of cheers and exclamations, Feng Ying tried her best to tighten her face to conceal the pride on her face, and returned the training weapon with only the shield and a bare hilt to Fay's hands.

He also said "Sorry" in a deep voice, which made Gordon want to beat her up

However, I have to say that in the eyes of the group of students, Fengying's hand is so handsome, even the little girl whose weapon was damaged by playing with it, has a little star of admiration in her eyes.

Just when Fengying was about to lose the corners of her raised mouth, the sneering sneer made her expression freeze.

Hilda who didn't know when came behind her said in a dark voice: "Remember to pay for the damage to the training weapons and targets later."