Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The woman looked back and didn't answer his question right away.

Gordon had no choice but to briefly introduce himself, "I am the six-star swordsman Gordon."

"Next is pork chop meow!"

The woman looked at Gordon calmly.

With an unimpressive face, he should not be a wanted criminal.

She took a closer look at Gordon's equipment again.

Although the Dire Tyrannosaurus armor is beyond the hunter level claimed by the opponent, it is still within a reasonable range. It is exquisitely crafted and is an armor made by a serious workshop.

It's a big sword I haven't seen before, but the tattoo on the sword is the mark of the equipment research and development department of the East Doruma headquarters.

Not like a poacher either.

While she was watching Gordon, Gordon was also looking at her.

He looked about the same age as himself, maybe even a little younger, with brownish skin and light hair, which seemed to be the characteristics of a desert nation.

Having said that, it really is this kind of skin color that matches the Xunlong armor better, unlike Anshir, who is fair and piercing in the eyes.

Women couldn't see through Gordon's thoughts. After thinking for a while, she said a name, or a code name.

"I'm 'Owl'."

"What does 'owl' mean meow?" Piggy asked Gordon in a low voice.

"It's Fuki Rabbit."

"That's meow, it's a cute name, meow." Pig Chop patted her on the shoulder.

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The woman who called herself Owl had the urge to refute, but she held back.

Gordon noticed the slight vacillation of the former, and couldn't help feeling a little amused. It seemed that the other party was not as emotionless as she had shown.

It should only be a habit of controlling expressions and emotions after special training. Maybe it is because the relevant practice has not yet been mastered, so it will be broken by pig chops.

After a brief silence, Owl stood up silently, looked straight into the eyes of Gordon, who was almost two heads taller than her, and asked coldly, "What does the repeat offender of 'Black Eagle' have to do with you?"

Gordon frowned slightly. He didn't like the tone of the other party questioning the prisoner, but he would not raise an argument just because of this little dissatisfaction.

The premise is that the identity of "Guild Dark Night" is real.

Didn't Black Hawk take out an authentic guild knight badge before?

"You have to prove your identity first, right? Miss Owl."

"Miss", a commonly used address suffix in the ordinary world, is so strange to put after the code name, Owl almost didn't realize that the other party was talking to him for a while.

But how can there be a "identity certificate" in the dark night?

They are executors, or in other words, executioners, not guild knights.

There are generally only two outcomes of execution missions, successfully assassinate the target, or lose in battle and be killed by the target.

To give an inappropriate example, before a hunter hunts a monster, he would never take out the hunter's notes to prove the legitimacy of his identity, right?

Seeing the other party lost in confusion and his eyes empty, Gordon somewhat confirmed the other party's identity.

But what happened to the black eagle before left him with lingering fears.

He wasn't sure if revealing the process of his contact with Black Hawk and the content of the exchange would cause some trouble to Master.

After all, the acquaintance status between Hei Ying and the master, or the status of an acquaintance in the past, should not be allowed to escape.

"We can neither prove our identities to each other, nor can we trust each other, how about this, Miss Owl, my hunting mission is over, and the airship that sent us is just outside the camp.

If you are not in a hurry, you can return to Berna Village with us first.

I will organize the unexpected encounters during this mission into a detailed report, and submit it to the village chief of Berna Village, or the chief researcher of the Longli Institute, and entrust them to submit it to the guild.

Then you can get information from official channels.

Whether you go back to the headquarters to get it, get it by letter, or get someone to issue a letter of proof to you, or get it directly from the village chief, it's all up to you. "

Speaking of this, Gordon paused, stared at the purple blood on the owl's belly, and continued: "Of course, you don't have to go back with us, and continue to do what you want.

But with all due respect, in my opinion, your chances of successfully attacking and killing Black Hawk are not high. He kicked you away with the final kick instead of smashing your head with the dragon-piercing stick. He should have shown mercy. "

Gordon's words seemed to irritate Owl, and her muscles tensed for a moment, but she finally took a deep breath and calmed down.

She really couldn't trust Gordon, and she couldn't just let them go, "I will go to Bernard Village with you and supervise you until you finish the report."

On the empty boat back to Bernard Village, the atmosphere was tense.

Owl stood alone at the end of the deck, as silent as a statue, and never took his eyes off Gordon, as if worried that Gordon would suddenly fly away.

Under this undisguised gaze, Gordon couldn't take a good rest, so he could only grab the pork chop and count its tail hairs.

It was a day of torture for them.

After returning to Bernard Village, Gordon almost trotted all the way to find the village elder and the chief researcher. With the endorsement of these two people with official backgrounds, Owl finally let him go temporarily.

——meaning that he no longer followed closely behind his buttocks and stared at him.

It's really fucking like a Fuki rabbit!

But she still asked Gordon to complete a detailed report within one day, and at the same time borrowed a peregrine falcon from the Dragon Calendar Institute, and sent a letter to the East Doruma Hunter Headquarters.

Through a series of actions by Owl, Gordon finally fully confirmed the identity of her guild Dark Night.

If it was a fake, the chief researcher and the others would not have borrowed her peregrine falcon, and the owl should have proved herself to them in some way.

Back inside the hunter's lodge, Gordon threw himself on the bed.

"I'm exhausted, I'd rather go to Black Hawk to fight again!" Gordon cursed a few words, then sat up, "Where's that guy, still outside?"

Pig Chop walked to the window and looked out, "It's Meow, she's standing on the fence, staring at meow."

"It's numb!" Gordon jumped up and closed the curtains, "Crazy!"

"Gordon Meow" Zhu Chop looked hesitant to speak, "Is it really nice of us to do this?"

Gordon knew what the pork chop was referring to, he sat back on the bed, and lowered his voice, "Indeed, after we dragged the owl away, that guy Black Hawk should turn back and strip the dragon-slaying material.

Black Hawk is not a good guy, no doubt about it, but he shouldn't be hostile to us.

The dragon slaying material is also not as dangerous as the gunpowder rock, or the poison bag of some monsters, so I say, more things are worse than less things. "

"Meow? No hostility meow?" Zhu Chop was full of disbelief.

"Well, I only realized it later."

Gordon sorted out his words and continued: "If the Black Hawk really wants to be against us, there were a few times before that were obviously better, such as when he was trying out the jet sword.

Although I had his dragon piercing stick in my hand at the time, I didn't know how to use it. He swung his big sword and slashed at him, we couldn't resist at all.

So I guess, his purpose should only be to obtain dragon-slaying materials. "

"It's true, meow, but why did he attack us, meow?" Piggy scratched his ears, "Didn't Gordon tell him that we don't need dragon-slaying materials, so he gave priority to stripping meow?"

"This is the point of my doubts before, but I figured it out later."

Gordon glanced out of the window through the gap in the curtains, and after confirming that the owl was not approaching the house to eavesdrop, he continued: "At that time, the owl should have been lying in ambush in the dark, we didn't notice it, but the black eagle found it.

At that time, the owl could not confirm whether we were the companions of the black eagle, so it did not act immediately.

If at that time, we have finished collecting the materials for killing the dragon with amiable manner."

"Then we really can't tell meow." Pig Chop finally understood.