Hunter of the Perished World

The room with the leader was one of the guards' quarters, and the leaders, like them, occupied the highest level.

"I'm a hunter."

"It looks that way."

The leader was an elderly man, and unlike the dark mushrooms on his face, his tone was accurate and he did not look old. The old man glances at you, as if he were trying to read the traces of life buried in Gin.

I met the hunter five times and refused to give him the quest. Maybe it was a bad reason, maybe it was a good reason.

The old man nods slowly, amazed.

"Well, yeah. You're the one I wanted. Well done, white boy."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. Go down and rest."

"Yes."

What do you mean, you just looked at him and knew? I couldn't understand it, but I had to follow the elder's orders. As the white sphere descends, Gene stands still and looks down at the old man.

"I'm glad to have such a happy guest in such an unfortunate time."

Gene shrugs.

"It doesn't look so bad around here."

"The greatest misfortune is always in the shadows."

"Well, I agree. I need you to tell me what's different from the five hunters you sent out first."

Not the other five, but why gin? The old man smiles, drooling.

"The five so far have been fake. They were idiots impersonating hunters, but you're real."

"Then why are you so sure I'm real?"

The old man raises his hand to a black longcoat with a ginger on it.

"A real hunter wears clothes that can hide a whole bunch of stuff inside."

"Interesting point of view."

"The sound of iron colliding with iron. And if you add a hint of gunpowder to it, it's enough to know you're real."

Gene's longcoat has a place inside where you can hide something. Like a well-forged knife, or a gun.

The old man gets a clue from Gene for a short time, and he finds out he's got a gun. This old man was far from an ordinary client. Especially if you can smell gunpowder like a ghost in this era.

Gin asked.

"Was the Elder a hunter?"

"I've been in the Hunter's nest a long time. So it's pretty good to notice."

"This is an annoying client."

"With compliments."

No one is more picky than a client who is familiar with a hunter's period. The old man laughs, and Jean bites.

"Let's talk about the quest."

When he said that, the old man said it with a firm expression.

"About three days from sunset, there's a free city, you know?"

“Well…. If I remember correctly, I think it's a city called Zado, right? ”

“Yes, you do. ”

"What brings the leader of the Point to the City of Liberty?"

"Not long ago, the city of Zadok collapsed. Our trader told us about that a while ago."

Gene narrows his eyes. In a free city, the permanent population exceeds three hundred, and if there are many, a thousand. Therefore, it was difficult to easily collapse. The city collapses only in two cases.

By a monster, by a person.

"Was it an ambush from a large slater house?"

"No, it was by a monster. Said he didn't look dead to anyone."

"A monster can't be dangerous enough to destroy a city like that in a saved area."

"I mean,"

The old Korean Peninsula was on the defensive side, and there were rare monsters or superior monsters that could destroy a city. So if you think about it from the human side, the area you saved was quite a place to live. The old man was also embarrassed because he didn't know it.

"Not even here can be safe if the monsters are enough to destroy the Free City."

"Of course."

"But you can't just move around without knowing anything."

"It's not wise to go out there unannounced."

That's why the Elder is waiting for the hunter. The security force in the town is only a guard, but it is inherently different from what can be done by a hunter who is an expert.

The guards just fight. But the hunter sees, hears, waits, fights, and tracks. Hunters were best suited for this kind of work.

"Find out what kind of monster attacked the municipality and if it's dangerous enough for us to relocate." It would be great if you could bring some credible evidence. "

The Elders don't expect one hunter to catch a monster that could destroy a city. Therefore, it is a quest to search, not kill the hunter. There were naturally many people who did not carry out their duties in good faith. That's why the Elders weren't looking for reliable hunters and copycats, but real hunters.

If Jean considers the hordes of monsters that have ravaged her city, the Adpoint residents will leave for another settlement.

If you think about it, quests are easy, but the potential risks are great. But Gene thought it was worth the quest.

It's simple and suspicious at the same time. However, this quest always brought a big return to Jin. It's worth going to if the city collapses there.

If a city collapses, all the Blue Chips in the collapsed city have lost their owners. Not a quest is worth going to, but rather a quest.

"First, let's talk about repayment."

"Advance of 100, upon completion of 100. Additional 100 depending on reliability."

"That's a pretty big barrel."

"That's how hard you need to be."

With 300 blue chips, the total power of this point was large enough to last about a month. The last chieftain of that little town I tore up wasn't worth much money. Most monster repellent quests were about 1-3 chips per head.

The quest was well-paid, but the Elder was concerned about this.

"Okay, let's do it."

Since it was a good enough quest for no bargaining, Gene nods. The Elder handed him a goodwill prize, and Gene accepted it. In common words, those who pretended to be hunters only took the money and ran away. That's why even quests without advance funds were frustrating.

The person who can deliver 100 chips in advance is usually divided into two.

I don't care if you're cranky, or if you have a good eye.

Gene thought this old man would be the latter.

"He said he was in the nest, but where is it?"

It was a nest called the Brainzo. "

"Hmm, I see."

Gene nods and wakes up.

"Okay, I'll leave tomorrow. We'll have to wait a week or so."

"You must be a dangerous monster. Don't even think about fighting."

"Hunters make that judgment."

"Haha... Well, yeah."

Gene left the Elder's room and slowly remembered the nest called the Brainzo. Obviously, in memory, some of the contours thought to be the old man's childhood face disappeared. But it didn't come to my mind.

'So much has passed.'

Gene smiled bitterly.

Following the guidance from White Goose below, Jin entered one of the remaining prisons. This small but safe accommodation was hard to find in the world.

"Is the meal okay with the potatoes?"

"Thank you."

The white goose goes somewhere and brings three steamed potatoes.

"Hunters are surprisingly tricky. There were some silly things that said to give me meat."

Perhaps he was talking about the five hunters who had come before, white-gold grumbled. At that, Jean smiled.

"There seems to be a misunderstanding."

"A misunderstanding?"

"Meat-seeking hunters are not hunters."

"Ugh... Does anyone not like meat?"

To the residents, meat was always something they could not eat, even if they wanted to.

"Hunters get tired of meat."

When you wander around outside, you get tired of eating the meat of monsters and animals. White Ball nods slowly as if he had realized something.

"From what I hear, those who seek meat are false sins?"

"There's a good chance."

"You're learning something good today. I have to remember."

The white goose mutters that the hunter looking for meat is fake, as if remembering. Gene had fun looking like that. Someone still wants to learn and remember something. White Goose sat next to Gin eating potatoes to make sure she had nothing to do.

"By the way, He's also about poetry..."

"Do you have something to say?"

"I think it was the wolves."

Gene's expression hardened.

"Wolves?"

"The scariest monsters around here are Giant Wolf. I think they're swarming. I think they're attacking poetry too. I asked the trader, and he said the ragged corpse seemed to have been bitten by something enormous."

"I'm sorry to be so serious, but the Giant Wolf is a lone entity, so he doesn't form a herd."

That's why nothing like the situation White Goose assumed could happen. But the white man shakes his head.

"I know that. I've hunted Giant Wolf, too, but I've used a little bit of convenience."

In saying that, Jean looked at White Ball with different eyes. Giant Wolf is a creature over three metres tall and classified as medium-sized, even if it is not large. So it was a surprise to Jean that a rural guard like this once hunted a Giant Wolf. And the white man's eyes were not that of the braggart. Gin asked.

"One-way?"

"Ah, this is a hunting technique that I invented. Giant Wolf protects each other's realms, right? If we lure one of them to the other side of the fence, the intruder comes right at us, and the intruder and the intruder fight to kill each other. If you two fight and one of them dies, then you kill the other one who's tired. We had a food rush once, and we did what we had to do to get meat."

"Ugh..."

Gene nods slowly. It surprised me that the hunting method came from the head of a white man. The hunting method is not the way of the guards or warriors.

That's how hunters do it. I was surprised to even think of such things without learning how to hunt. Hunting without me getting hurt is the best way to hunt, and the White Cedar has found a way. Gene thought it was creepy enough.

"More than that. This is where it matters."

"What is it?"

"This is the work of the devil."

The words that came out endlessly set Gene free.