Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 732 Repeated Amnesia

Author: It’s a puffer fish

Chapter 732 Repeated Amnesia

The Mustache Guildmaster of the Lockark Guild is very different from those in other cities.

In Minagard, East Doruma, Melchita or any other large city meeting hall, Gordon would only be addressed by terms such as "Mr. President" and "Ms. President".

Manager.

When faced with this mustache, Gordon used to say "Elder Brother, President" that transcended a generation.

In fact, he had already noticed the figure of the other party approaching secretly with his waist down, but since this little old man wanted to give everyone a "surprise" greeting, then let him.

At the long table, Gordon moved towards Hayata, making room for President Mustache.

However, the old guy had no intention of sitting down immediately. Instead, he strolled half a circle around the long table and came to the maid in front of everyone.

"Hmm..."

The mustache president is holding a funny mustache, looking very tangled.

The professional maid tried her best to keep her gaze and not move towards the little old man beside her legs.

Two seconds later, Mustache shook his head and said: "No, it's not very good. The fabric workmanship of this maid outfit is top-notch, and the straight breast line and slender waist are both highlighted.

But the conservatively designed skirt is too boring and does not outline the seductive thigh curves of this lady at all!

Maid sister, listen to me, how about cutting off three-quarters of this long skirt that is in the way? Two-thirds is fine too!"

Faced with such teasing, the maid girl blushed and clenched her fists to keep calm.

Gordon Hayata, Anhir, and the other three all covered their faces. Feng Ying, who was meeting President Mustache for the first time, looked shocked. Is this considered sexual harassment?

The third prince who didn't quite understand what the old man with a mustache meant looked at her brother next to her, but the second prince pinched his chin and fell into deep thought.

"boom!"

Before President Mustache could reach out his claws and secretly reach the hem of the maid's skirt, Maridan's fist hit the top of his head like a hammer.

With a muffled sound, President Mustache, who was no taller than Maridan's waist, fainted.

Maridan sneered and retracted her fist, bowing her head apologetically to the third princess and the others, "I'm sorry, the president's wife happened to go out shopping, giving this old guy a chance to act hooligan.

The acting president apologizes to you, and, well, this is just the president’s personal issue and has nothing to do with the guild or local customs.”

Prima, the escort girl who was the de facto leader of the royal family, nodded subtly.

I had long heard that the president of the Lokrak Guild had a "funny personality" and was "informal about etiquette", so that's what he meant.

Maridan was very measured in her actions. She threw Guilin Mustache on the long table, took half a glass of ale from the next table and poured it down. Guildmaster Mustache sat up.

He looked around confusedly, "Who am I and why am I here? Was I just attacked by a dragon?"

"Okay, okay, elder brother, don't play tricks."

Gordon reluctantly handed a handkerchief to the other party, letting the old guy who was trying to pretend to have amnesia wipe the drink from his face, "Let me introduce you first. These are..."

Before Gordon could finish the introduction, President Mustache wiped his face, jumped off the table, took off his small round hat with national characteristics, bowed, and said with a serious face: "His Royal Highness the Second Prince of the Kingdom, and His Highness the Third Princess.

, it is really rude not to be able to greet the distinguished guests when they come to Lockark.

We have arranged the best rooms in advance and we will do our best so that you can have a perfect desert trip.”

Feng Ying had a look of disbelief on her face, "You know them? No, you knew they were coming? Then you teased the maid?"

President Mustache looked at Feng Ying with just the right amount of confusion on his face, looking like a bachelor who said, "Little girl, what are you talking about? I can't understand it at all. Maybe I lost my memory due to the bombardment."

Feng Ying looked at Hayata for help. She had never seen such a rogue old guy.

Hayata, who is also a woman, is also a little dissatisfied with President Mustache's hooliganism. If Maridan hadn't stopped her with an iron fist just now, this old guy would have really lifted up the maid's skirt.

"I haven't seen the president's wife for a long time. When we meet soon, we must have a good chat about what we saw today." Hayata said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, Miss Maid! In order to compensate for the mental loss, I will offer you an apology!"

President Mustache bowed decisively and admitted his mistake, which made the maid a little confused.

As the actual leader of the trading city of Lokrak, President Mustache looks like a bad old man without formality, but in fact he is a real big shot.

It's normal for such a big shot to take the royal family's face into consideration, but to directly apologize to a little maid like himself?

The mustache president's eyes shone, "How about the silk robe that is a specialty of Lockark? It is smooth, close-fitting, and feels cool when worn on the body. It is most comfortable to just put it on without underwear. The thin fabric will stick directly to the skin due to the electrostatic effect.

When the wind blows hey hey hey"

"boom!"

The perverted old man fainted once again.

This time it was Hayata who took action, "No oil or salt will enter."

Gordon's claws were numb, probably because the president's wife was not in the assembly hall. President Mustache seemed particularly unable to control himself today.

He didn't know how many punches he could take from the angry huntresses if he continued like this.

Another glass of wine was poured down, and he pretended to have amnesia again. In order to prevent this scene from repeating itself endlessly, Gordon grabbed the old guy's shoulders and turned him around to face him before he could get drunk again.

"Brother President, did you know that the prince, princess and the others are coming?" Gordon was quite curious about this matter.

"Yes." Touching the swollen bump on the top of his head, President Mustache finally became more serious, "Their father sent me a letter and asked me to help take care of it.

I didn’t expect that you Yinbian would also come, so generous? Hire a whole team of high-ranking hunters as escorts when you go on a trip?”

"We are not guards, we are here for vacation. Feng Ying, oh, that little girl you have never met is friends with the third princess, so we invited them to come together." Gordon explained.

"Oh!" The little old man looked at Feng Ying for a few times, but he didn't say anything rude again, "This kid is the fourth person in your life, he is so young."

"Hey." Feng Ying, who couldn't stand the praise, started to laugh silly.

Seeing that they were about to start chatting, the guard girl Prima cleared her throat and said, "Ahem, Mr. President, are the guest rooms ready?"

President Mustache came to his senses and said, "Here you are, eight of us, a little more than I thought. I'll think about how to arrange it appropriately."

The little old man glanced at Gordon and Hayata, who were sitting next to each other, and said, "Well, it is the peak season now, and the number of available rooms is relatively tight."

In the ears of those who care, the tone of this sentence is too subtle. Gordon tried his best to pretend not to hear it. Ancier cast an encouraging and supportive look at the president, while Hayata looked at the president sideways.

This old guy is up to something.

"First of all, there is only one of the most luxurious large suites. It has an excellent view and a panoramic view of the lake. It can accommodate four people!" President Mustache emphasized the word "four".

"I want to live in that prison!" The third princess raised her chin.

The guard lady glanced at the hunters with different expressions and had some suspicions in her mind, but it had nothing to do with her and it didn't matter.

"As the princess's personal bodyguard, we must be together, and the same goes for the maid. Feng Ying and I need to take turns taking care of the princess, so the four of us are in this room.

Oh, by the way, the two-headed tooth hound must also be with us, it is safer this way. I mean safer."

President Mustache nodded with a smile, looked at the remaining three men and one woman, and added: "There are no more parent-child rooms that can accommodate three people, and there are no single rooms available.

There are deluxe double rooms, can you allocate them yourself?"

The second prince raised his hand and suggested cheerfully, "The three of us squeeze into one room, so we can talk about hunting all night long! How about Miss Hayata sharing a double room by herself?"

(End of chapter)