Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 321 The boy chased by the pig

Anhir frowned.

He is not the kind of person who accepts everything, so naturally he cannot agree to everything.

According to the original plan, after the caravan was safely delivered to Jieyun Village, he and Feng Ying would take a short rest and then return to the Old Continent to meet up with Gordon and the others.

And the "stay for a while" mentioned by the village chief's lady is obviously not a week or two weeks, but is calculated in months.

But he didn't refuse immediately.

After all, the opponent's attitude is so low, and the Sterling Chamber of Commerce plans to open trade routes here.

"Have you applied to the guild for support?" Anhil asked.

The village chief lady sighed: "Of course I applied, but the guild may have some other considerations, so it hasn't sent any supporting hunters over so far. Maybe it can't be arranged in terms of manpower.

By the way, I heard from everyone in the Chamber of Commerce that there is a hunter traveling with you?"

"Don't think about me, I won't stay." A calm female voice without emotion came.

Prima walked out of the shadow of the building like a ghost, and the three people who were startled couldn't help but look at her.

When did you hide there?!

"Since, as you said, Yuyun Village has not been peaceful recently, the third princess cannot stay here for a long time.

I will send a letter to the royal family, and an airship will arrive soon to pick up the princess and leave."

"That's it." The village chief lady sighed again.

Prima is a full-time guard, so there is nothing she can do about it.

The village chief lady looked at Ancier and the two men and bowed deeply again, "I beg you two hunters, please think about it again."

Tundra under the snowy mountains.

The giant wild boar, whose size was no less than that of an adult mammoth, but whose temperament was far more ferocious, howled and charged.

The young man armed with a big sword was driven around and ran around.

"Ahhhh! Why is this big wild boar doing this! So big! Is this thing really a wild boar?!"

Gordon, who was sitting cross-legged on a big rock watching the show, picked his ears and talked nonsense.

"Because this is the big wild boar king. King! Do you understand? He is the king of the tribe, the most powerful being. He enjoys the delicious food first, and the beautiful sow first.

Hey, after all, he is the most powerful one, do you understand?"

"I understand the truth! But brother Gordon, won't you help?!"

Gordon changed his position and lay down directly on his side, "Help? What help? You are a two-star hunter who has passed the examination.

I successfully defeated something like the Big Boar King when I was a hunter apprentice, using the most basic blade-hand sword hunter's knife.

If you tell me you can't beat me, are you too weak?"

Gordon looked contemptuous.

He found that the method of stimulating generals couldn't be more useful for this child.

Sure enough, Gene took the bait.

"Damn it! I just hunted this fat pig for you to see!"

He yelled and stopped running for his life.

He stamped his feet vigorously on the ground to stand firm, then placed the 'giant sword' in front of him, assuming a defensive posture.

"Isn't it just a wild boar? Look at me pushing it back with my big sword! Wow——!"

Gordon couldn't help but cover his face.

This is the pig cart of the Big Wild Boar King. The big thing weighing several tons is rushing towards me head on. Why do you block it with such inertia? Do you have a loud voice?

Fortunately, this guy changed into a "refined ore suit" before setting off. If he were wearing the original snow mountain suit, he would be unable to get up.

Gordon couldn't hold it back in the end, jumped down from the big rock, and began to curse and point.

"Is there something wrong with you? Are you trying to compete with the Big Wild Boar King?! Do you really think that the big sword is just about standing in front of the monster and slashing hard without taking a step back?

Roll! Dodge! Detour! Go around to the side of it, look for opportunities to strike, and slowly accumulate damage. Don’t be greedy! Wait until it falls to the ground.

Are you fucking sick?! The monster is not erect, so how can you gain strength by sticking it to your face?

Behind! Go to the back! Go around those two big teeth and attack from behind!

"

Gordon felt that verbally instructing Gene to hunt the Big Boar King was several times more tiring than doing it himself.

This guy has a high talent for using weapons, but the messy combat consciousness he has developed since he was a child is really troublesome. He only knows how to fight head-on, and lacks the concept of roundabouts in his mind.

But the Big Wild Boar King is indeed an excellent "teacher".

Or a newbie killer?

Specializing in treating tough guys like Gene, no matter how hard you are, can you still be tougher than the Big Wild Boar King?

After being knocked away time and time again, Gene finally got a little better and at least tried to start rolling.

With Gordon watching from the side, although he suffered a lot, he didn't suffer any serious injuries.

When facing one or two-star monsters, the refining ore set's sturdiness is quite guaranteed, and the young man's body is strong.

Anyway, just practice again and again?

When the sun sets in the west, the sky is filled with sunset.

The big wild boar king, covered in wounds, finally lay heavily on the ground, lifeless.

Jean was panting as he punched the giant blade covered in blood.

Gordon walked over and took a look, "Tsk, a headhunting pig can behave like this. You are really the worst class I have ever led."

Jean: "."

"What are you doing standing still? Hurry and peel it off!"

When Jean, carrying the giant tusk of the Big Boar King, returned to Bokai Village, he was greeted by the applause and admiration of the villagers.

This made him, who was a little depressed after being trained by Gordon for a long time, turn up his nose again.

Gordon glanced sideways at him.

The main reason why he is so strict with Jean is because everyone in Bokai Village is too kind to this guy.

He is young, an orphan, and a new hunter in the village.

The older villagers regard him as a nephew, and the younger ones regard him as a younger brother. He never has to cook three meals a day, and today this family and tomorrow that family will be dragged to eat.

Although everyone has good intentions, in this environment where everyone praises him, this guy is really a little easy to drift off.

Still needs polishing.

"Senior Gordon!"

Hayata, who stayed in the village today to guide Pandan's training, ran over with a bright smile on her face.

Gordon asked in surprise: "What's so good about you? You're smiling so happily?"

Hayata turned around, and Gordon noticed that she was carrying a tachi with a dark scabbard on her back.

The shape of the sword is very traditional, and the decoration is not gorgeous. Apart from a purple silk strap and some metal buckles, there is nothing else, giving it an inconspicuous feeling.

However, when Hayata grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled out a small section of the sword, the arc of lightning that jumped up from the finely serrated blade crackled, which was frightening.

This is the Thunderbolt Taito, the Demon Zanpakutō, which is strengthened with the Kirin's Thunder Tail as its main material.

"It's very good!" Gordon praised sincerely.

Jean also ran over, "Sister Hayata, let me have a look!"

Hayata was not stingy, and handed the ghost-cutting knife to the former without forgetting to say, "Be careful, don't get electrocuted."

Then she looked at Gordon with a smile and said, "Senior Gordon, your new weapon has been made. Why don't you go take a look?"

"Ha! Of course I have to go and see it!"

Gordon laughed loudly and ran quickly towards the location of the workshop in the village.

ps.

I see that some readers are worried that the plot will continue to have two lines. I definitely won’t.

Why do I switch perspectives so frequently in recent chapters? It’s because I’m about to get together

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