Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 690 Take it off later!

Author: It’s a puffer fish

Chapter 690 Take it off later!

The guild's support arrived later than Gordon and the others expected.

On the eleventh day after the letter was sent, a high-speed airship finally appeared over the village of Sinard.

Gordon crossed his arms across his chest and quietly watched the slowly landing airship. He was not in a very good mood at this time.

It takes about two days for a peregrine falcon to fly to East Doruma, and it takes about three days for a high-speed airship to fly from East Doruma, or at most four days. In other words, at least a week was wasted in East Doruma.

What are you doing?!

These days, Hayata and Feng Ying's life is not very pleasant.

After lending the black dragon armor to Feng Ying, the mad dragon virus in Hayata's body lost its suppression and exploded extremely violently.

Although there was no abnormality on the surface, it could be seen from her limbs that twitched from time to time due to pain and her eyes that were completely bloodshot that she was just enduring.

Feng Ying also wanted to return the Black Eclipse Dragon Armor, but Hayata, who had experienced the "rebound", refused.

It's not a good idea to switch equipment between the two of them, taking turns to suppress the virus, and then repeatedly facing explosive rebounds. It's better for her to bear more of it.

Anyway, she has been coexisting with this virus for nearly a whole year, and she has adapted to it to a certain extent.

The empty boat docked at the edge of the platform on the top of the mountain, the gangway unfolded, and several people walked down.

Gordon raised his eyebrows, led his companions to meet him, and punched the leader in the chest.

This punch was not all-out, but it was definitely not light. With a muffled "bang" sound, the silver-haired swordsman couldn't help but take a few steps back.

His expression was distorted for a moment, he coughed dryly, and said out of breath: "Cough cough cough...what's wrong with you?!"

Gordon bared his teeth and said, "It's a bit slow."

The visitor was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed Hayata's eyes that had almost completely turned purple, and Feng Ying's extremely ill-fitting black dragon armor.

With his quick thinking, he quickly analyzed the current situation and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it did take a while, but don't worry, the problem of dragon disease will be solved soon."

Gordon then opened his arms and the two hugged.

"Long time no see, Brother Julius."

"Well, long time no see, Gordon."

Yin Bian and Bi Tou, members of the two hunting groups, greeted each other. Most of them were acquaintances.

Only Feng Ying and the newcomer Aiden (Brother Sunshine) didn't know each other, and the sturdy spear user who looked to be in his forties was not very familiar with Gordon.

"This is Senior Will (pen spear, no name), a Seven-Star Lancer. Before I joined 'our brigade', he was a hunter in the brigade, an old acquaintance of the leader, and a very powerful spear wielder.

Hayata introduced Gordon and the others with a smile.

"I can tell." Gordon shook hands with the unsmiling spearman.

The opponent is equipped with a set of heavy golden armor. From the obvious guild emblem on the armor, it can be seen that this person, like Julius, belongs to the direct line of the guild.

As far as Gordon knows, in addition to the Guild Knights and Guild Night, the Guild also has a special force composed almost entirely of Lancers.

They belong to the guild knights, but they don't often travel outside. The palace knights who guard the Grand Palace are their members.

If the guess is correct, there is a high probability that this senior Will is also one of them, or at least once was one of them. Considering the other party's age and strength, there is a high probability that he has also served in important positions such as troop leader.

"Let's talk about the pleasantries later."

Nadia, the only woman in the pen hunting group, looked at Hayata worriedly and said, "Hurry up and ask the professor to treat Hayata and the others."

A short figure swooped past everyone's legs and arrived in front of Hayata.

He pushed up the thick glasses on the bridge of his nose, took a closer look at Hayata's purple sclera, and spoke very quickly: "Can you still maintain your sanity despite being infected to such an extent and not suppressed by medicine?

Your immunity to dragon disease is indeed very strong, but if you continue like this, even you will soon be unable to withstand it."

"So is there a way to solve it, Professor?" Gordon asked quickly.

"There is no complete cure yet, but a new generation of drugs that suppress the activity of the virus has been developed, which is more effective and lasts longer. However, the shelf life is short and the quantity of materials is limited, so it must be prepared on site.

This time we were preparing the materials and special equipment for mixing the medicine, so that’s why we waited so long in East Doruma.”

The professor's answer made Gordon and others heave a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere at the scene softened a bit.

The old man was always impatient. After explaining briefly and quickly, he turned back to the airship and shouted, "Assistant! Alva! Move down all the materials and mixing equipment!"

We also need a still and a separator. Those are too heavy to carry on the airship, but the apothecary master in Sinard Village has them all.

Where does Master Ikaspam or Master Yamanaku live? Take me there!"

The professor said this last sentence to the elder who followed Gordon and the others. This old man seemed to be very familiar with the people and things in Sinard Village.

The elder didn't waste any time and led the professor towards the village.

Two figures followed closely behind.

Among them, Gordon, who was carrying large and small bags, was very familiar with him. Alva, the professor's disciple and a member of the scribe team, was once a frail young man but now has a somewhat strong appearance.

Another person whom the professor called "assistant" was the first time I met him.

She was a beautiful Dragonite woman, with her silver-white semi-long hair carefully combed, her exquisite and intricate headdress shining brightly, and her elegant and calm steps.

She doesn't look like a scholar's assistant, but like a lady walking out of a banquet hall.

Gordon didn't dare to look any further. Hayata, with scarlet eyes, was standing nearby. Although her red eyes had nothing to do with the lady.

"Senior Gordon."

"Ah?" Gordon, who felt guilty for some reason, suddenly turned around.

Hayata didn't understand why Gordon's reaction was so big, but she didn't think much about it. She just said with a little surprise: "Senior Gordon, don't you think that the assistant lady is very similar to that lady in appearance and attire?"

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"Um, ah, are you talking about the Madam President of Minagarde Hall?"

"yes."

"It really is."

"President Yicheng does have a very close relationship with her."

Julius said: "That lady holds the position of assistant researcher in the newly established Institute of Madness, but her actual identity is the sponsor of the institute.

All in all, she is a, well, quite difficult lady to deal with."

Ancier also added: "It can be seen from the clothing and decorations that their ancestors were 'Dragon Nobles' from the Xiqi Kingdom. They have already taken root in the Old Continent and have considerable resources and resources in their hands.

strength.

But it has nothing to do with us."

Gordon shrugged, indeed.

"Oh, what weird things are you talking about? What kind of dragon nobles are you talking about?" Feng Ying, the only dragon tribe among the people present, wantonly showed off her differences from the "dragon nobles".

She was taking off her clothes carelessly.

"Feng Ying!" Hayata quickly ran over to stop her.

Gordon scolded angrily: "What are you doing taking off your clothes?!"

"Return the armor to Sister Hayata." Feng Ying said matter-of-factly: "It will take a while before the potion is ready. Let Sister Hayata suppress the virus first.

And these greaves are too uncomfortable to wear!"

Feng Ying kicked her little feet with a recurved structure unique to the dragon race and muttered.

"Take it off later!"

(End of chapter)