Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 230 The Drunkard Old Man in Port Tangia

Although it was not a trip with the main goal of hunting monsters, Hayata was still full of expectations.

When they were in Minagard City, Master Amos was very busy and the time for teaching hunting had to be continuously compressed, so naturally he couldn't have time to take her out for a stroll.

After being promoted to three stars and becoming a teacher, she originally wanted to travel to the mainland, but for some reasons she stopped in Bokai Village in the Snowy Mountains. She practiced there for almost a year, and then came to Dongdoruma.

Most areas of the entire continent are new and "unexplored" to her.

Being able to go out for a walk and gain knowledge, even if you don't hunt, seems quite interesting.

In the hunter's cabin in the meeting house.

Hayata hummed a tuneless tune while packing her bags for going out.

Perhaps because of the psychological shadow left by her previous encounter with the Blue Fire Dragon, she now habitually puts a Kampo medicine in the corner of her prop bag, plus a secret medicine that Gordon gave her at the dinner party last night.

You will feel much more at ease.

After checking the luggage and necessary props, carefully equipping the female fire dragon armor, and hanging the flying dragon sword [Kui] diagonally behind her, Hayata walked out of the hut in a relaxed mood.

It was still early morning.

There were not many hunters in the hall of the assembly hall. Those who stayed in the tavern area at this time were either those who got up early and came to have breakfast, or those who were still awake after drinking too much last night.

Carefully bypassing an elder sister who was snoring on the ground holding a wine bottle, Hayata came to Gordon and Pig Chop, who were waving to her.

"Good morning, Senior Gordon, here's the pork chop."

"Morning meow!"

"Morning, you look good." Gordon pushed a bowl of oatmeal with dried fruits in front of Hayata.

Hayata finished his meal in a hurry, then took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth gracefully.

"Have you eaten? It's almost time. Let's go to the airship pad."

"Okay~!"

The air journey from East Doruma City to Tangia Port took three days and two nights.

Gordon was once again impressed by the convenient air transportation system in East Doruma.

If you take the sea route by boat like Ancil and others, it will take at least a month. If you walk, this time may be three to four times longer.

When the airship landed, the prosperous Tangia Port gradually appeared in sight.

Hayata behaved like a child going out to socialize. He didn't shout too much, but he did see everything novel.

Gordon was also attracted by the huge stone pillars standing tall on the sea not far from the port.

These are the "lighthouses that ward off disasters", the famous landmark of Tangia Port. The stone tower spiers are always bright, guiding ships to return safely in the dark night and wind and rain.

Tangia Port, which is both a port and a trading city, naturally has a hunter meeting place.

After getting off the airship, Gordon found out the location of the assembly hall after some inquiring, and headed there with Hayata and Pork Chop.

The Tangia Hunter Assembly Hall is very close to the port, and is set up next to the pier on the seaside. What surprised Gordon and the others the most is that the assembly hall here is actually open-air.

Sailors, businessmen, and hunters were all coming and going, chatting and laughing, regardless of each other. It was a lively atmosphere different from that of East Doruma.

"Hahaha! You're a hunter I've never seen before, come and have a drink with me! Tons, tons, tons!"

A hearty laugh accompanied by the sound of gulping wine came from the direction of the counter.

Gordon and Hayata turned around and saw that it was an old dragon man standing on the counter table, akimbo and drinking wine.

He is also an old man from the dragon tribe, but he is different from the simple attire of the village chief of Kokot or the head of the Dongdoruma Guild.

He wears a white big-brimmed hat on his head, a blue cloak on his back, and an upturned mustache, making him look majestic and arrogant.

"Haha! Pour the wine, pour the wine!" The old man who drank half the glass and spilled half the glass vigorously hit the table with the wine glass and shouted loudly.

A girl with blond hair wearing a blue sailor uniform jogged to the old man's side, bowing and apologizing to Gordon and the others.

"Sorry, sorry! Please don't mind, President, he's drunk again!"

"What nonsense! Cathy! Pour me some wine quickly, ha! Top it up!" The old man shook his body and continued to tap the wine glass.

Upon hearing this, the blonde waitress named Cathy turned around and put her hands on her hips, dissatisfied and lectured: "President! You can't drink any more, you're already drunk!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I can't get drunk even if I drink a thousand cups! Lift it!"

"Eh-!!" Cathy quickly covered her skirt, her face turning red.

"Hahaha! I saw it, it's blue and white stripes!"

"boom!"

A huge round-headed copper hammer was swung in a round shape, and the "President" was thrown away in one fell swoop, drawing a parabola in the air, flying over the trestle, and finally falling into the sea. (Note ①)

Gordon: "."

The one wielding the hammer was another girl with black hair in a sailor uniform. She put the hammer on her shoulder and gracefully raised her skirt, "I'm Alina. I'm sorry for making you laugh."

"You're really energetic. Is that old gentleman okay?" Gordon asked with a dry smile.

"It's okay, it's not just once or twice." The black-haired Alina held the hammer and said very scary words.

After walking back to the counter and placing the copper hammer next to a huge gong, Alina turned around with a sweet, business-like smile on her face.

"You two, is there anything I can help you with?"

Everything that just happened made Gordon forget what he was doing for a moment. Hayata next to him answered: "We want to inquire about something."

"Ahem, cough, whatever, I know everything about Port Tangia."

The old dragon man who didn't know when he crawled out of the sea and sobered up took off his big-brimmed hat, squirted some water, and returned to his beloved counter table mumbling.

"My head hurts so much. What happened just now? Why is I in the sea?"

Gordon glanced at the expressionless Alina out of the corner of his eye, selectively ignored the old dragon man's questions, and after sorting out his sentences, he explained his purpose, "Hello, Mr. President, we are from Dondolu.

Hunter of Mar.

We would like to find out whether a heavy crossbow user named Anxier and a shield and axe user named Feng Ying came to Tangia Port recently?"

The old dragon man rubbed his red and swollen head, "Anxil, Feng Ying? You don't seem to have any impression."

"It's Ancil Sterling who is following the Sterling Chamber of Commerce, and a silly, um, I mean innocent and lively dragon girl?"

Gordon looked back in surprise.

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man from the Dragon Tribe who was wearing the national costume of the Western Continent, carrying a black sheath sword, and had impressive thick eyebrows.

Cathy and Alina behind the counter bowed together, and the old dragon man president also waved his big-brimmed hat and said hello to the man.

"Hello, it's them." Gordon nodded at the visitor, "My name is Gordon, and I am their friend. Do you know where they stay?"

"Unfortunately, they left with the Sterling Chamber of Commerce's ship a few days ago. Looking at the direction of the ship's sailing, it seems that they were planning to go east?"

"You remember wrong, they should have gone west." Gordon responded to the man's temptation with a smile.

"Hahaha, I remembered it wrong. Gordon faced the storm. Little girl Feng Ying talked about you. I didn't expect that we met just a few days later.

It’s fate that we meet, let’s have a drink together?”

"OK!"

Gordon had a hearty smile on his face, but he was sighing in his heart.

Feng Ying has that big mouth.

(End of chapter)