Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 419 The storm across the ocean

"You? Setting up a stall?" Gordon simply couldn't describe the shock in his heart at this time.

Julius was not even prepared to take off his fierce-looking helmet that looked like the "evil ghost" in the legend of the Western Continent.

"You can understand that it is the master's task."

"Master Campbell's mission?" Hayata was still confused, but Gordon almost understood.

Julius is serious, cautious, hard-working, talented, brave, and disciplined. He has too many advantages to mention. It can be said that he is the template for the perfect disciple in every teacher's mind.

But he has a problem - he is too serious and won't relax himself.

According to the master, "He stretched himself too tight."

Therefore, the master craftsman would occasionally assign tasks to Julius that did not matter whether they were completed or not, such as "Go to the Snowy Mountains of Frasia to collect five snowy mountain grasses."

The purpose is to allow the latter to go out more and relax.

The purpose of setting up a stall this time is probably similar.

Sure enough, Julius sighed, "After the master heard about the celebration held in Jieyun Village, he wrote a letter asking me to 'participate deeply' and compile the process into a report and give it to him."

"Submit a report." Gordon grinned, "So why did you think of setting up a stall selling masks?"

"What else? Selling fried noodles? Or fishing for goldfish?"

Julius was wearing a helmet, so Gordon couldn't see his expression, but he could easily imagine his expressionless face.

Come to think of it, it's true.

Selling masks is already the most difficult level. Just go to the grocery store to buy some goods and then stop by the stall. This guy doesn't care about sales anyway.

"Senior Julius, I actually think that business would be much better if you hire Ellu to help look after the stall." Hayata said carefully.

"Yes, you look so scary. How can any child dare to come here?" Gordon easily said what Hayata wanted to say but did not dare to say.

"No, this is part of the experience. Since it is the master's task, I can't be lazy and take advantage of it."

Gordon rolled his eyelids, and just when he was about to say, "Then just wait," a small figure swooped in front of Julius' stall.

"Gabababa!"

It's Maka's strange-faced companion, Babaka.

Seeing the excited dancing of the little Qimians, Gordon smiled and said to Julius: "Whether you can open today depends on this customer!"

Julius was surprised and said: "But I don't know the Qixian language."

"Dance and find out."

Gordon smiled and patted Julius on the shoulder, "Come on! Brother!"

"Kaba!"

"This, this, one hundred and ten, one hundred, one, ten"

Leaving behind Julius who was awkwardly negotiating the price with Babaka, Gordon and Hayata continued to wander.

"By the way, have you seen Anshir and the others?" Gordon asked as Hayata took the oil paper and bamboo sticks from her hand and threw them into the bamboo basket specially set up by the roadside.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gordon felt that the question was a little inappropriate, and quickly added: "Ah, I'm just curious. I just thought that we have been walking around for so long, and the village is only so big, so it's a bit strange that we didn't encounter it at all."

When Hayata heard this, his expression became a little strange.

"Senior Gordon, do you want to call them out now?"

"Ah? Are they nearby?"

"I don't know, but I can give it a try."

"Try it? How?"

"This way, Senior Gordon, lower your head and bring your face closer to me."

Gordon obeyed obediently, "Like this?"

"Well, pay attention to what's going on around you." Hayata raised her face and said lightly.

Hayata's breath was so close that Gordon could even smell the sweet smell of onions, which made Gordon a little nervous.

Suddenly, Hayata stood up on tiptoes, and her forehead touched Gordon's cheekbone.

"Yeah! Kissed me!"

Feng Ying cheered and jumped out from a stall not far away, and then she found Gordon and Hayata staring at her.

"Well"

Feng Ying froze for two seconds, then turned around and asked An Xil, who was still hiding behind the stall, "So am I exposed?"

"Go away! I can't keep my temper and want to expose me too!" An Xil walked out angrily and slapped Feng Ying on the head.

Gordon and Hayata continued to watch them.

After observing the two secretly for who knows how long, they saw that there was no point in hiding, so they walked over with a smile.

"You guys have so much time to spare," Gordon said angrily.

"Senior Ancier, Feng Ying, good evening." Hayata's expression was a little dangerous.

Just when the two of them were sweating on their foreheads, they were thinking about how to find an excuse to escape.

A string of firelights jumped into the sky, exploding into fireworks all over the sky under the night sky with the full moon as the background.

Then came the second and third flowers.

Jieyun Village, and even the mountains surrounding the village, were illuminated by colorful firelights, and everyone's laughter, exclamations, and sighs, along with the explosion of fireworks, resounded through the night sky.

Looking at Gordon next to him, and then at the two extra people at the end, Hayata couldn't help but chuckle.

"Well, it would be nice for four of us to watch the fireworks together."

"Meow--!"

"Uh, by the way, did you hear Pandan's cry?"

Just as the hero celebration in Jieyun Village reaches its climax.

A peregrine falcon carrying an urgent message flew into the Great Hall of East Doruma.

It shook its eagle feathers that were wet with rain, and stretched forward its paws tied with a metal mailbox.

The female clerk took off the mailbox and noticed the special mark on it. She frowned and immediately picked up the mailbox and trotted all the way to the main hall where the great elder was.

"Great Elder! An urgent letter from the Minagarde Guild!" the secretary said.

She didn't know the contents of the letter in the mailbox, but only in the most urgent cases, the local guild would use such a marked mailbox to deliver information to the headquarters.

The guild director sitting next to the great elder took the mailbox, checked the sealing wax, opened it, and read quickly.

——As a giant dragon, the Great Elder is too tall. This small letterbox, which is not thicker than an ordinary person's finger, can only be read by someone he trusts.

"What happened?" The great elder's voice was as dull as thunder.

After reading it carefully twice, the guild director raised his head and looked at the great elder.

His face was extremely serious, "President Fanti of Minagard City reported that the storm from the Spiritual Peak of the Western Continent continues to expand to the northeast, has crossed the ocean, and has affected the Minagard Port."

"Lingfeng, Tianjin's troubled land? Didn't the people at Jieyun Village report that the storm they observed has weakened?" the great elder asked with a frown.

The guild has always been paying attention to the incident caused by the storm caused by Lan Long.

The conservative response was the result of a unanimous decision made by the guild's senior management after discussions. Logically speaking, it would be fine if Lan Long gradually passed through his "period of self-danger". What accident happened?

"Jieyun Village is located in the southeast of Lingfeng, and Minagard across the sea is in the northeast. The storm around Jieyun Village is weakening, but the storm detected by Minagard is intensifying, which means"

"Lanlong is consciously expanding the storm circle in the direction of Minagard." The great elder sighed: "What is the reason? Does President Fan Ti have any guesses?"

".have."

The guild leader took a deep breath and said, "She said that there is nothing in Minagard that deserves Lan Long's attention, but there is something further north."

The great elder's voice became deeper.

"Xuret City?"

(End of chapter)