Hunter of the Perished World

"My mother was beaten to death by a guest, and my father chose me as his new whore. That's why I took it out after the pain."

Leona explained life in just two sentences, and it seemed that the memory did not provoke hatred and anger. But it sounded pretty strange to Jean that Leona, who had no objection to being a prostitute, killed her father for trying to make herself a prostitute.

Leona shrugs her shoulders if she even notices that question.

"Isn't it a little weird that someone else is taking care of my work and money? I thought she could live with that, but I can't."

"You could have just run away. Did you have to kill him?"

"If you hadn't slapped me in the cheek when I asked you to divide it by 7: 3, you wouldn't have killed me."

Leona laughs, and Jean laughs at you for being absurd. If it's a talent, it's a talent that comes out once a hundred years.

I told him to go to Castle, but then I realized Gin doesn't have to look that far. The last town she left didn't fit exactly where she wanted to go.

"I take back what I said about going to Castle."

"Huh?"

"Remember when we said we were going to Adpoint?"

"Of course."

"It's a pretty good place."

The people of Ardpoint have reasonable recognition. And in a world where it was hard to find proper recognition, Ard Point could have been a paradise for this kid.

"Fewer monsters than anywhere else, fewer bad people than anywhere else, safer than anywhere else, and more abundant than anywhere else."

"Isn't it perfect?"

Gene continued, considering that he didn't have to say anything.

"The point is that there is no monarchy, and it maintains a cohabitation. Maybe it'll do something for a kid like you."

How many children? Gene tried to remember, but I couldn't remember. However, if you give three potatoes to a wanderer, it would be a good place for anyone to live. Gene smiles, smiling as Leona stares at herself.

"Ard Point is not the size of a window."

Buyers are required to have sellers, and Ad Point is not a big enough neighborhood to have a shelter.

"Oh... Good."

Leona nods as if it's tempting. And soon, Jean grew tired of dealing with this unstoppable little boy.

"So, if you want to arrive early, go to bed early."

"I'd better."

Leona picks up a few nearby giants and lays down like a pillow. Soon, Leona, who was asleep, looked at Jean quietly.

Maybe he wasn't just disconnected because he was tired.

Gene slowly closes his eyes as well.

The next day, the two of them left, chewing the dried seafood.

The way to go was not close, but far, and even though it was not refreshing, it walked a desolate path. Whether it is the influence of the maneater or not, the creature is truly a pleasant path that cannot be seen from around it. Leona yawns to see if she's awake.

"You didn't rob my pockets yesterday."

Leona smiles as she walks next to her.

"I'm a professional, mister."

"What does it have to do with you being a professional and leaving your pocket?"

"You have to rob something that you can rob."

"Do I look like I can't do it?"

"Seemed to be happening all the time."

As he slept, Gene seemed to be wary of his surroundings, but there was no room for a needle. Then Gene looked at Leona with a silver expression.

"That means he was looking at the liver to rob it."

"!"

Leona realizes what she said and blushes. It's good to see, but it ends up being a child.

"Well, that's... Well... I woke up in the middle.... You know what I mean?"

"Of course."

Gene folds his arms.

"I thought the nocturnal burglar pretended to be sleeping, then ran off into the hunter's pockets and felt the limits of his abilities and finally slept. So I'm still yawning like this."

"Oh, I misunderstood...? It must be a misunderstanding.... Maybe…."

Jean grins as Leona looks at the cold sweat. In a world where you have to do whatever it takes to survive, maybe it's natural for a kid like this to go through a hunter's pockets. However, I noticed it faster than my instinct to survive.

Gene was willing to skip this kid's extraordinary attempts yesterday, because he was in a position to take him anyway.

"Thank your gut. Seems like a pretty good asset."

"Oh, okay..."

Leona lets out a sigh of relief with the expression of barely living. But Jean asked me more.

"Have you talked about it a lot?"

"This is the first time I've been with someone. I hid when I saw someone from far away."

If you can't win a frontal battle, you're right to avoid strangers.

"I'm not exceptionally good at noticing things...."

"Mister."

After breaking Gin's words, Leona looks at Gin with her head bent.

"Are you going behind my back right now?"

"... behind the scenes."

"I think you're right. You're a little upset, aren't you?"

"There seems to be a misunderstanding, but I'm behind the scenes...."

"No, this is backwards. It's not cool. Um, do you want to slap me on the cheek? Let's get this over with."

Gene pops out the other side of Leona's puffed ball, which makes a ridiculous laugh.

"Haha, I don't know what to say about this, but it's your fault, and I think it's your fault..." "

"Look, you're angry."

Leona laughs and says that, and Jean is distracted by the visible hologram of physical condition.

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Heart rate was nearly doubled per minute.

This boy was as gifted to piss people off as he could possibly be. Gene sighs and looks at Leona.

"It's not anger, it's irritation."

"Er... Huh?"

Oh, shit!

Leona sounds dead, terrified by the night of honey.

"Aah!"

"Shut up and let's go, you little shit."

"It hurts! You bastard!"

Jinn walks out loud, and Leona makes a tear and follows behind him.

During her accompaniment, Leona followed the camp diligently. In general, the fitness conditions of children and adults are different. However, Gene had an incomparable stamina compared to a normal adult, so it's no wonder Leona couldn't keep up.

However, unlike Jean, Leona did not follow Gin around once. However, it was not that he was invisible.

You stagger as if you were about to fall, but follow behind the camp without a single nudge. Gene walked naturally, controlling his pace, and Leona was able to keep up with him at a reasonably modest level, even if she didn't have to pass through life and death.

'What a nice place to live.'

Gene and Leona never met the monster until they were almost at Ad Point.

Despite being in the middle of the Korean Peninsula, monsters are as deadly as dead hunters and venomous dogs. If I had guessed that the Giant Wolf Herd in the vicinity had dried up with the Shi Gun, I would have become even more lively. That's where the natural manor of the dead hunters would have fled over a hundred kilometers.

Ard Point would have been a better place to live.

"You know, mister, is it hard to farm? I think I can still do some farming."

"Hmm…. I don't know."

As I get closer to Ard Point, Leona bites me with a glare, even if I can't imagine what kind of village it would be.

"In agriculture, technology belongs to humans, but crops depend on the sky. It's hard to learn, but even if you do, it's your luck to harvest."

"…… Tell me easily?"

Leona grimaces. Jean knows that Leona's level of knowledge, which she needs to understand, is inevitable, but Voy occasionally pushes through. Gene was short and easy to explain.

"Farming is hard and fucked up."

"I see."

Leona said, "What a shitty world. Nothing's easy. 'I muttered several times. It's been such a long time since my return has been so peaceful, but Jean is in a position to prolong her life by hunting monsters.

That's why, when I arrived safely at Ard Point, I felt even more fresh.

"Wow... It's very high."

Leona looks up and is amazed that she's never seen a wall this high in her life. Needless to check, it was a white man who showed his head at the gate. You're already waving from afar, keeping an eye on when the hunter returns. White Paper shouts from inside the wall.

"The hunter is back! Open the door!"

Greg! Greg!

Leona's eyes widen as she watches the huge open iron door as if she was waiting.

"Really…. Really…."

Leona shudders with a fist to see if she can't control her overwhelming emotions.

"I definitely want to live here!"

The thick walls of the prison seemed credible enough to impress Leona. White sphere climbs down the ladder from the prison wall, smiling widely.

"Hunter, I've been waiting! I thought you were dead."

Jean grins as she looks at a white bag that seems to have encountered an old friend's return.

"I don't mean to be late, but I'm worried."

"You could die early, right?"

"There's been a lot of bad talk lately."

"I'll grow anything. Aren't I a little tall?"

Jinn shakes his head decisively, pointing to his relatively small height.

"Never."

"I see... Well, whatever! Did you get the job done?"

"Well…. We'll have to assume so."

"Who's this little fella?"

"Survivor of self. I'll testify about the case."

"It must have been hard to get a kid with a tadpole. Amazing. You're a hunter."

Leona's eyebrows twist slightly as she says he's a kid.

"A tadpole? Something like you or me?"

"Huh? Is that so? Oh, excuse me. Haha!"

However, even Leona's white-gu laughs and doesn't want to make a big deal out of it. Leona stares at the opponent with a fierce glance, wondering what all this is about.

"I've got some work to do. You know where the Elder is? Go that way."

"Yes. Good work."

"I'll see you later!"

The White Goose waves his hand back up to the wall, while the other guards and the villagers pass by to see the returning hunter and Leona. He seemed pleased and relieved that the hunter, who everyone thought was dead or on the run, had returned. Leona pout.

"What's that? Are you a friend?"

"That's just who I thought he was."

"I don't like that type."

"Hmm, I guess he doesn't have to live with himself."

Jean shakes her head.

"I'm not ready for that, but I don't like the way it's hooking in. It's like you're trying to get along."

"You're a better person, aren't you?"

It's white and Leona that's the only way to get in. Jean knew the method was a little different, and in a way, Leona's personality was a little more twisted.

"Hmmm... You don't know anything."

Leona laughs.

"People hate guys like you the most."

I laughed because I was talking like a sixty year-old grandmother.

"Nothing good will come of leaving your likes and dislikes. I'm going to live here from today."

"Oh, right."

Leona smiles, covering her mouth with her hands.

"Do I have to apologize later?"

Leona doesn't look like a child, but she looks pretty good.

The Elder was still beaten to a pulp, and Gene explained something he had recognized. Leona, who brought him as a witness, spoke with the Elder. It was natural that we shouldn't trust that word just because we brought someone who was a great leader.

That's why the Elder tested it on Leona.

"Is the Lord of the City Watch still that big of a nose? And you're the royal neighbour?"

"Well, I don't really remember. He was a fierce, fierce-looking man. Is your nose big? I don't know. I don't think there was a dot..."

"Hmm, you must be a survivor."

"Grandpa's here. Does he know the city's head of security?"

The elder said something strange.

"No, I don't."

"What? Why do you ask?"

"To see if you'd pick up a lie."

After seeing Leona struggling, the elder starts asking if she thought she could trust her elder. Whenever she heard the answer, she nodded heavily.

"Remove the Giant Wolf.... I don't understand..."

"But I really did."

"Multiple bodies led to a manhunt, and this is the evidence."

Gene pulled out some tentacle strands from the Maneater that he had put in the emptiness, and he also showed me some fangs from the Giant Wolf that he had taken before he left the poem.

"Ugh... You couldn't have hunted the Giant Wolf in such a short time... From there to the Maneater... Did you hunt the man-eater?"

"Hmm, well. I did. I'm not gonna charge you extra if you pay me the right amount."

"Thank you.... Ugh... Man's land... What the hell is going on...?"

Although the giant wolf's fangs were a bit tarnished, even the tentacles of the Maneater were hard to find in such a short time, the elder had to rely on Jean's explanation.

The Elder nods slowly, and pulls the full payment out of the vault and drops it in front of Gin.

"Well done anyway, if the Giant Wolfs were destroyed, we won't have to leave this place. Well done."

Gene opens his pocket, checks the chip, and nods.

"A total of 200 chips. No problem."

"And hunting the Men of Letters is a token of my appreciation. If I'd just let it go, it might have come this far."

The Elder took out an extra 50 chips and handed them over to Gene.

"I'm not one to hesitate to pay extra. Thank you."

"It's nothing compared to trying to find a new place to live. Thank you. Thank you so much. I'm pretty sure we're working on some solid evidence. I never saw a hunter like this before in the nest."

The elder laughed helplessly, happy that the greatest anxiety had been resolved.