Blood of the Hunting God

However, it has not been a long time now, she seems to have adapted to the surrounding environment, and she has been able to adapt to this place.

In addition, after discovering the monster for the first time, he suppressed the instinctive impulse to scream.

This kid named Abigail seems to be more mature than he looks.

Thinking like this, the hunter walked forward step by step, and soon set foot on the second floor.

Similarly, every room was searched, and all suspicious places were investigated. After a thorough investigation, Hunter and Abigail found that there were no monsters in the entire library.

Maybe when there is a disaster in this place, no one is in the library, so it is safe here, right?

In addition, there are still some surprising discoveries, such as some bedrooms, and some bedrooms that seem to have not been used for a long time, but because the house itself is relatively closed, it has been kept clean and there is no big problem with bedding and other things.

However, if this is the case, then this is a temporary place for Hunter and Abigail to live temporarily in this place.

"Should we be the first visitors to this library after it was abandoned?"

Abigail, who was sitting on a chair in the library, spoke while thinking.

"……Um."

The hunter nodded slightly and didn't say much.

There are mainly two entrances to the entire library, and both are doors that can be locked.

The hunters completely blocked one of the doors with tables, chairs and bookcases, leaving the other open, and set up some small bells and other things that can be used as reminders, in case something breaks in and they can't know .

Some similar things are also set up at the stairway from the second floor to the first floor, and near the bedroom on the second floor, the hunter brought some bookcases to cover it, so that if something breaks in, it is not necessarily Can find the bedrooms they use.

There are not many windows on the first floor, and the small skylights at the top are the main ones. The windows are so small that you basically don’t have to worry about anything crawling in, and you can use some extra bedding from the house and damaged books and bookcases to clean the windows. block.There are a little more windows on the second floor, but the hunter immediately redistributed a large number of bookcases on the entire second floor, basically blocking all the windows, so there is no need to worry about being observed by something outside.

Then, after confirming the safety of the house, the hunter went outside to eliminate the few monsters wandering nearby as much as possible, and used various sundries in the surrounding houses to clean the alleys leading to the library. It was blocked, and some obstacles were added to the main road in front. After that, they returned to the library, and returned to the temporary place they used.

A place that they themselves don't know very well, but they will have time to gradually understand in the future.

After all, Hunter and Abigail will live in this building for more than a week.

And this moment is the beginning of all this, a small fragment in the moment when everything begins.

Belonging to Hunter and Abigail, the beginning of their story.

Fragment 1-03: The Fighting Man

He picked up the dirty and broken glass, filled it up with cloudy liquor, and drank it down in one gulp.

The man with a rough appearance and strong arms like a calf's thigh grinned, and laughed loudly at this moment, telling vulgar and obscene jokes with a few companions around him, talking about women and shit

Disgusting topic of fart.

The tavern smelled strongly of smoke, body odor, alcohol, and occasionally some sort of vomit.

Laughter spread, and a woman with heavy makeup walked among the men in revealing clothes, teasing the restless flames.

Throwing down the cards and taking the copper and silver coins into their arms, the winner showed a proud expression, while the loser was dejected.

No need to think about the future, no need to think about the future, no need to think about anything in the future.

Just because of the drunken life and dreams at this moment, I am so addicted to desire, alcohol, money, and the body, and I am lost until I am almost exhausted, so I can barely get enough of it for the time being, and then welcome the next time after waking up.

Such is the life of a hunter.

It is these groups who are always on the line of life and death, fighting and being killed by monsters, and almost no one has a good death.

Dirtyness can always easily twist a normal person into a hopeless lunatic, and as the strongest among human beings, although the so-called hunters are stronger in spirit and will, their actual level is actually no more than That's all, in front of those truly terrifying things, he is still powerless.

"Have you heard? Lero's team collided with the appealer on the old road."

From time to time, the hunters can be heard talking about something.

"The son of Old Jack's family has been missing for three days, right? I said that kid is not suitable to be a hunter, but he was dragged away by the crocodile the first time he went out, tsk tsk."

"That guy Luide is really unreliable. He doesn't listen to the team's command at all. One day, that bastard will kill other hunters."

"I went to explore the nearby abandoned town with the boy Delaunay, and ended up consuming three times as much food. What's wrong with that boy?"

Rambling on about the topic of hunting.

Talk about killing monsters, talk about getting hurt, talk about dying.

About the bloody topic that hunters can never avoid.

"The guy from Leron is not bad. He even invited me to drink a few times before."

"No matter how good you are, so what, the monster will let you go because you are a good person?"

"It's just a pity. Another person I knew disappeared, and few people I recognized lived long."

"Damn, what you said is cursing those of us who know you to die early, right?"

"Okay, okay, isn't it normal for people to die here? Lero and the others ran into something like an appealer and died. It can only be said that they are unlucky. Cut, really don't make it seem like there are too many things every time someone dies. Seriously, if you want me to say that a guy like Lielo who likes to pretend to be a good person, he will die when he dies, and he will be cleaner."

"Damn, what do you mean by that? Didn't Lielo also invite you to drink?"

"So what if you bought me a drink? In Xingkong Town, people like him don't live long, so it's better to die."

"Hey!"

It seemed that there was a little noise.

It was on a table that was talking about the total destruction of a team of hunters.

Well, who are they talking about?

Lero...

A guy who has no impression.

However, I don't know many people, and he is not interested in managing interpersonal relationships.

Drinks, though...

The spicy wine poured down his throat again.

Under the stimulation, the brain seemed to wake up for a while, bringing back some memories.

Oh, remembered.

The kid had completed a very difficult hunter commission to earn money, and then directly bought all the drinks in the entire tavern, and invited all the people in the tavern to drink.He was there at the time and drank a lot of wine for it.

That kid is dead, it's unlucky enough to be killed by the appealer.

He waved his hand and asked the waiter to pour himself another glass of wine.

The man frowned and thought for a moment, moved his neck, opened and retracted his arms slightly, which was a basic warm-up.

At this time, the waiter had already come over and poured the inferior spirit into the glass again.

Picking up the wine glass, I listened to the people at the table who seemed to be arguing not far away, the voice of the disdainful person, and the voice of the person who defended the dead.A smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and his white teeth were exposed. At this moment, he looked a little scary.

bang-

The next moment, it was the man who stood up abruptly and knocked over the chair he was sitting on just now.

The loud sound of the chair falling to the ground temporarily stopped the talking and laughing of the surrounding people, and also stopped the noise not far away.

And when some people started to quiet down, the people around them also subconsciously quieted down, and the results spread like this, and people who didn't know why kept quieting down, and the whole tavern suddenly fell into silence like this .

tread--

The man's footsteps slowly walked to the table of people arguing.

Under the eyes of everyone, confused, curious, overwhelmed, irritable, angry, and all kinds of eyes, he just walked up to the people at the table and put the wine glass on the table. In front of the young hunter who initially defended the dead.

"So Lelo is dead, right?"

That's the face of a man

asked casually.

"...Yes, a team recovered the bodies of him and his team yesterday, it should be...the encounter with the caller..."

The young hunter who looked very young showed a sad expression, lowered his head, and whispered at this moment.

"That's it, um, it's a pity."

The man shook his head slightly, drank the wine in his glass, and then took the wine on the table and poured himself another glass.

"Do you know Lero?"

The young hunter asked curiously at this moment.

"I don't know him at all. I actually just learned the name of this person just now."

The man shook his head solemnly and answered.

"what?"

The young man was immediately confused.

"I don't know you, come and say a fart, does it have something to do with you, just join in the fun all day?"

The person who was slandering before suddenly frowned and said very unhappy.

"Although I don't know each other, but the kid got a lot of money before, and then invited the whole tavern to drink. Is there such a thing?"

The man ignored the shouting man behind him, but looked at the young man and asked again.

"Ah... there is such a thing."

The young man who is increasingly unclear about what this man is here for//answers with a confused expression.

"That's it, then the situation is very simple."

The grinning man showed a terrifying smile again at this moment.

"As for me, I'm a rough guy. I don't know a lot about the truth, and I don't bother to understand it. To be honest, I get a headache just looking at those well-mannered guys."

"So, when I make friends, the requirements and conditions are very simple. If you buy me a glass of wine, you can be regarded as my brother."

"After all, everyone is a person who earns money by their lives. They are very hard and tired. Other things should not be so complicated. Keep it simple. Everyone is very happy, isn't it?"

The man who said this opened his hands, while the silent hunters on the tables around him began to nod their heads one after another.

"So it doesn't matter what the fuck you do, eat too much, right?"

The previous man's expression became more and more ugly, obviously he couldn't stand the man's attitude of ignoring him.

But the man holding the wine glass still didn't even look at each other, and continued to face the young man in front of him, raising the wine glass to him.

"I don't know Lie Luo, but he has invited me to drink, so he is my brother. This drink should be regarded as a respect to him."

After speaking, the man drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Then he grabbed the wine bottle and poured himself another glass.

"You fucking really think you're a character, don't you?"

Somewhat annoyed, the person who was ignored again and again stretched out his hand to grab the man's wrist.

Then there was a heavy bang, the man's movements suddenly became faster at this moment, he slapped away the hand that the man stretched out, followed by the wine bottle hitting the back of his hand, and pressed the entire palm of the man who had been speaking rudely on the table.

Then, the man pulled out a throwing knife from his waist, pierced the man's palm directly, and nailed the hand to the table neatly.

"Ahhh my hand my hand—"

The scream sounded immediately, the man howled, screamed, struggled and trembled and wanted to pull out the knife, but found that the blade was deeply inserted into the flesh and blood, penetrating the bone, and connecting with the wooden board of the table below. They are completely nailed through, so that they cannot be pulled out at all.

Some hunters who were shocked stood up at this moment, and some couldn't believe this guy who directly disagreed with each other in the town.

And those old hunters who have been here for a few years are talking and laughing with each other, some are even betting on how long the man will make a shot, and now the losers are giving money to the triumphant winner with annoyed expression.

Of course, the man himself doesn't care about these things at all.

He just poured himself another glass of wine, raised it to the young man in front of him, very seriously, and lightly touched the wine glass that the young man put on the table.

"In this way, you can be regarded as buying me a drink, and you can be regarded as my brother."

Drank the wine in one gulp.

The man who finished speaking just held the wine glass like this, and turned his head to look at the guy who howled because of the pain of the injury, the guy who had been insulting the dead hunter before.

"So, what kind of class J thing are you, you're full of smugness about my brother here, the fucking mouth is just for you to spray shit, right?"

In the next moment, in the sinister voice, the man's hand holding the wine glass was directly pressed on the opponent's mouth, and in the crisp sound of glass shattering, he directly pressed the entire wine glass to the opponent's mouth with force. face.