Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Anshir didn't expect that the paralyzing bomb would actually work.

Paralysis bullets, sleep bullets, poison bullets and other special ammunition that force monsters into an abnormal state through the accumulation of attributes are almost impossible to work with only one magazine.

This time can only be said to be lucky.

Anshir, who had prepared for the worst from the moment he unfolded the ore crystallization nova, recovered from the brief astonishment, and threw the heavy crossbow in his hand to the rushing pig chop.

On the other hand, he picked up Gordon, who was motionless, and began to run wildly.

"Pork chop! Let's withdraw!"

Gordon sat up abruptly in bed.

His memory still stays in the moment when the general sickle crab's water breath smashed the giant scissors and sent him flying.

He looked around nervously, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he found himself on a bed in a rental house in Naguli Village.

survived.

After moving my body, I felt some restraint on my body. I looked down, only to find that my chest and abdomen were wrapped in thick bandages.

After touching it carefully and confirming that the wound under the bandage was all right, he untied the bandage.

On the chest that was already covered with scars of various sizes, there was a new huge scar with a length of more than 30 centimeters. The traces of stitches like centipede legs proved how serious this scarred wound was originally. .

This is the "meeting gift" left by General Sickle.

Scratching his head with a wry smile, Gordon felt that his egg hurts a bit.

Wearing an ore suit with extremely poor fire resistance to fight a big monster bird, he was cooked to half-cooked, and then wearing a monster bird suit with extremely poor water attribute resistance to fight a general sickle crab, and was almost disemboweled by a water blade.

"Speaking of which, I don't know what happened to Anshir and the others." Gordon scratched his scar and muttered.

Lifting off the quilt, getting out of bed, putting on a shirt, and putting on the monster bird suit that also served as a coat, Gordon left the empty rental house.

"Gordon, you're all right meow!"

The pork chop was right at the door. Seeing Gordon coming out, the little guy greeted him happily.

"Ah, it's Mr. Gordon. I heard that you were seriously injured and unconscious. We still have a headache. It's great to see you!" The person who was talking to the pork chop before was a middle-aged man dressed as a businessman. He smiled and held out his hand to Gordon.

Gordon also reached out to shake his hand, and after a little recollection, he remembered the identity of the other party.

When leaving Minergard City, he and Pork Chop chose to travel lightly in order to take the airship.

Most of the luggage, including the various materials accumulated, as well as the refined ore set and the explosive knife as spare equipment, were packed together and handed over to a certain caravan, and they were asked to transport them to Naguli Village.

And the man in front of him is the person in charge of the caravan.

It seems that my luggage has arrived.

After the people who helped the caravan moved the luggage into the rental house, Gordon signed the receipt and paid the final payment for the transportation fee.

After saying goodbye to those enthusiastic caravan members, Gordon rubbed the pork chop's head, "You saved my life again, how about the pork chop, is there any injury, where is that guy Anshir?"

"Be good meow!" Piggy folded his arms in a strong posture, and then continued: "Mr. Anshir should be in the meeting place and tavern, meow, and he's not in a good mood these two days after he came back. "

Gordon touched the back of his neck, but he could understand Anshir's state of mind.

"By the way, meow." Pig Chop scratched his beard and said, "Gordon, the carcass part of your monster bird suit has a big hole in it, meow, I will take it to the workshop to repair it on my own initiative, meow, it took a lot of money. The rest of the big monster bird material was just repaired today, meow."

"Thank you, it saved me a few days." Gordon said with a smile.

He was still curious before, why the monster bird suit was intact for a huge wound on his body, it turned out to be repaired by the pig chop, no wonder.

"I'll go to the tavern in the meeting place to see Anshir. The pork chop can go to rest for a while, and I will take you to eat delicious food at night!"

"Meow~!"

Worried about Gordon's injury, he didn't sleep well for several days and went to catch up on sleep, while Gordon went to the assembly hall tavern alone.

In the tavern area, Anshir was drinking alone.

This guy obviously doesn't like drinking.

Even a blind man can feel the low air pressure around him, seeing that he monopolizes a small round table, no one dares to share a seat with him.

"What's wrong, young master? His face is so stinky?" Gordon sat down on the seat opposite Anshir, and asked with a smile.

Seeing that it was Gordon, Anshir's serious face softened a little, "It's Gordon, how is your body, and how is the wound recovering?"

Gordon patted his chest and said, "It's just a few minor injuries, and healed up early. I'm famous for my physical fitness!"

When Anshir heard this, his face darkened again. Just when Gordon thought he was going to complain about "is it considered a minor injury if the sternum was almost shattered?", the former suddenly stood up, took off his top hat, and looked at He bowed deeply.

"Sorry, it was my recklessness that brought you into a desperate situation. I will also be responsible for the loss of damaged weapons."

"Huh?" Gordon leaned back, waved his hands and said, "Who will take who? I'm just curious about that guy."

Anshir straightened up. He did not continue to argue with Gordon on the issue of "whose responsibility", but straightened the brim of his hat and said, "Since you are in good health, I am relieved, I still have some things to do , Farewell."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the dining table, walked straight to the task counter, exchanged a few words with Miss Marianne, the kanban lady, and then walked out of the assembly hall tavern.

Gordon was stunned for a few seconds.

Immediately, he realized what Anshir wanted to do.

Even for the most basic collection tasks, it is impossible to complete the registration in a few sentences. Only the exploration tasks with the highest degree of freedom can "just say hello" like this.

This kid wants to set off alone to challenge the general sickle crab? !

"Damn, is this guy crazy?" Gordon cursed in a low voice, and quickly got up and chased after him.

It is a typical illegal operation to sneak away and hunt monsters whose danger level is higher than their own hunter level through exploration tasks.

He couldn't tell Marian or the head of Naguli Village directly about this and ask them to cancel the mission, after all, no one could prove what hadn't happened.

To stop, only Anshir himself can be stopped.

When Gordon chased Anshir back to the rental house, Anshir had already walked out the door carrying a huge package.

You don't need to think about it, this package is full of various ballista ammunition, and it has been prepared long ago.

Gordon grabbed Anshir's shoulder, glared at him and said, "Are you crazy? Go find the general sickle crab to die alone?"

Anshir shook off Gordon's hand, and said with a cold face, "Last time I ran out of ammunition, this time I'm ready for everything."

Gordon rubbed his forehead helplessly, and he didn't know why Anshir became so irritable, "I can go with you, with the protection of the swordsman, at least it will be much safer."

Hearing this, Anshir took a deep breath, and he turned his head, "Use the way of companions to block the knife to improve security? I don't need this kind of security.

I challenged the general sickle crab to improve myself and to be protected by others. What breakthrough is there?

I'll take care of that guy on my own, just like Julius did. "