Blood of the Hunting God

"Mr. Hunter, he always doesn't cherish himself very much, and spends his life at will, as if he doesn't regard himself as a human being."

"Mr. Hunter has been protecting me, shielding me from the wind and rain, fighting those evil monsters for me, and searching for various materials for me."

"I am very grateful to Mr. Hunter, but I hope that Mr. Hunter can think more about himself. I don't want him to be so scarred all the time, always calculating what he can achieve and what he can do with his life."

"If I could be more useful, if I could help Mister Hunter instead of just being a drag, I..."

In the thin voice, Abigail's eye sockets turned red.

She seemed to want to cry a little, but she tried her best to endure it, and in the end, her voice trembled slightly.

【I can see your sincere wish】

Then, the puppet squatted down and gently held the girl's fingers.

【Good hunter, his memory is covered with dust, he has forgotten too much】

【I don't know if getting back those painful memories is a good thing or a bad thing for hunters】

【However, kind hunter, his power has become too weak now, those ancient echoes have settled in his body, but he doesn't even remember how to use it】

【Cute girl, I beg you, use my power】

The soft light gradually spread.

From the staggered fingers of the puppet holding Abigail tightly, a faint blue light glowed.

【For me who can no longer return to the hunter's side】

【For myself who longs for the power to become a hunter】

[In order to help the kind hunter, completely rewrite all the sad past]

【Please, take my power and stand beside the hunter】

【Go and tell the good hunter, tell him that he is not alone, tell him that he has not found nothing, tell him that you are beside him】

In the gradually brightening light, the figure of the puppet gradually dissipated.

The ruins of broken houses in the swaying sea of ​​flowers were submerged in the light, and the whole world, the whole dream, gradually ushered in the dissipation at this moment.

Then, Abigail, opened her eyes.

Chapter 45: The Dazed, the Angry, Her Embrace

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was the wreckage of a giant pig that had been severely decomposed and had completely lost its vitality.

The hunter stood up calmly. For a moment, his expression seemed to be somewhat in a trance, as if his eyes had wandered away and he couldn't see where he was.

Excessive catharsis power, coupled with the previous injuries, caused the body to accumulate great pain, even breathing seemed to be

The Buddha is tearing flesh and blood.However, it seemed that he couldn't feel anything, and even the foul-smelling sewage on his body disappeared.

slam-la-

Taking a step forward, the hunter walked slowly towards the exit of the sewer, dripping the sewage that had been completely dyed blood red.

Slightly, a little tired feeling.

In the vague past, some fragments have been revived. Although I still can't understand what I have experienced in the past, at least I am no longer in a state of ignorance.

It's just that, despite this, he couldn't be happy.

slam-la-

Instead of walking on the clean roads on both sides of the sewer, he continued to walk in the sewage on his own.

Where should we go next?

Those who don't want to go anywhere, don't even know their destination, just wandering unconsciously.

I have failed that child's wish.

I couldn't save anyone myself.

In the trance consciousness, it seems that only such thoughts are left.

"Hey, that guy is out."

"Blood all over, hey, are you okay? Didn't you get hurt?"

"Team [-] and Team [-] quickly enter the sewer, let's get rid of the danger first!"

"This guy is sick, right? Why didn't he reply? Could it be that he was infected by the filth?"

"The technique arranged by the nun team didn't respond, maybe it's because you're tired after the battle?"

The four hunters who had escaped before gathered a large group of people and returned, but it seems that this group has not had time to go into the sewer to deal with those pigmen.The hunter didn't care about it, he didn't even pay attention to the noise around him, he just walked forward on his own.

The sound of footsteps stopped in front of him, and a strong hound wagged its tail and sniffed it, and then subconsciously wanted to lick it because the hunter was covered in feces-like dirt, and then was caught by the owner next to him. He reached out and knocked on the head.

The sheriff of Xingkong Town, William, looked at the dirty hunter in front of him, with blood foam and dirt all over his body. He quickly realized what was going on, and patted him on the shoulder, signaling to the people around him to let the hunter go. he.

The hunter, who still didn't say a word, just left the sewer exit in silence. He walked in the middle of the town, because the appearance on his body was close to that of a beggar, and even a beggar was not so dirty. Covering his mouth and nose and frowning, he avoided it. "The hunter also didn't respond to this, or at this moment he didn't realize that there was no one around him, but walked forward almost instinctively.

He could still seem to see the blood-stained ribbon.

He seemed to still be able to see the child who was left with only mutilated corpses.

I don't have anyone I can protect, I don't have that child I can save.

It was as if she was standing in front of him, looking forward to him with expectant eyes.

【Mr. Hunter, please】

It was as if she could hear her talking to herself.

【Mr. Hunter, why...】

It was as if she could be seen being eaten bit by bit by the giant pig, her flesh was torn off, and her internal organs fell to the ground.

As if she could see this, she turned her head and asked herself a question with her half-eaten bloody face.

【Mr. Hunter, why didn't you bring your mother back? 】

【Mr. Hunter, why did you kill Dad? 】

[Mr. Hunter, why didn't you save me? 】

That child shouldn't be able to talk like this, but why, he asked himself as if he could see the other party?

Asking himself this unanswerable question, asking this question can only make the hunter more silent.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Wow, Pu! Stop, don't run."

"Stupid Xuerong, stupid Xuerong, you have the ability to catch me."

"Don't call me stupid snow velvet!"

It seems that I heard a familiar voice, which seems to have been heard not long ago.

As if awakened from a dream, the hunter raised his head and found that he had unknowingly walked back to the courtyard where he and Abigail boarded.

It was probably free time after class. Many children were playing in the courtyard. The quirky little girl I saw last night was chasing after a boy with a particularly bright smile with an angry expression on her face.

Ah, have you walked back?

That child should be waiting for him upstairs.

It wasn't until this time that the hunter noticed the peculiar smell on his body, and when he lowered his head, he saw that his body was covered in stains, and the smell was unbearable.

If she goes up like this and is seen by her...

"Hey, there's a homeless man at the door, well, the stench can be smelled from this distance!"

"Do you want Aunt Mona to give him some bread to drive him away?"

"Wow, that man is still carrying a sword. Could it be that he is a lunatic? Will he be in danger?"

The children quickly noticed the dirty hunter standing at the door. Because it had changed too much from yesterday, many children didn't recognize the hunter for a while, and shrank away from the direction of the courtyard door because of timidity and fear.

But Xuerong stopped in doubt,

After observing the hunter carefully, he reacted after a while, and immediately frowned and looked at the other children beside him.

"A group of idiots. He is Mr. Hunter. He is the hero brought back by Uncle Disma last night. He is not a tramp or a lunatic! If your eyes are not good, please wash them with water. Uncle William's dog has better eyesight than yours!"

It seems that because of the special respect for the hunter hero, the little girl bared her teeth and claws very angrily.

But at this time, after a moment of silence, the hunter standing at the door turned around and left. Instead of choosing to walk into the yard, he left without saying a word.

"Hey, Mister Hunter?"

The hunter didn't pay attention to Xuerong's shouting from behind.

He just didn't want to appear in front of Abigail like this, and let that child see himself in such a state of distress and despair.

【Mr. Hunter, why didn't you save any of us? 】

The girl whose head was crushed by the fangs of the giant pig was still squirming and opening her mouth covered in blood and brains.

"call……"

The staggered hunter sat down in a quiet alley, stretched out his hands and hugged his head.

There were laughing and cursing voices from the nearby tavern. Several drunk men came out of the alley talking and laughing with each other. They smelled the stench coming out. One of them stopped and looked around very annoyed. Quickly noticed the hunter in the alley.

"Damn unlucky thing, you rolled out of the shithole, didn't you? Go somewhere else."

Looking at the dirty hunter, this strong man who was obviously a hunter cursed.

"..."

There was no response, or in other words, the hunter in this state didn't hear the surrounding sounds at all, but just sat against the wall by himself, without saying a word or moving.

"Hey, just ignore me, hey, what about you, are you deaf?"

Seeing that the hunter was indifferent, the man immediately showed an even more angry expression.

"I don't think it's stupid, maybe some new hunter was scared stupid by the monster, hahaha."

One of the man's companions laughed loudly, showing his sallow teeth.

He took a step closer, stretched out his leg and kicked the hunter, and seeing that the hunter still didn't respond, he pointed the unfinished wine bottle in his hand at the hunter.

"Come on kid, see you look sad, I'll buy you a drink."

wow-

The laughing yellow-toothed man poured the wine directly in the hunter's face.

"..."

Still no response.

Hunters don't seem to see or feel these people.

【Mr. Hunter, it hurts, it hurts, why did this happen to me? 】

The whole lower body of the girl was crushed, and her intestines were eaten bit by bit by the giant pig. The half of her head, whose bones had been completely crushed, was still talking to the hunter.

I do not know.

I don't know why this is happening.

The hunter, whose pupils gradually became dilated, looked at the small pit that he had filled up, unable to say anything.

pat-

The dice fell from the table to the ground. Tardiff, who was gambling in the tavern, took a sip of wine, and then heard laughter and curses outside.

"I'm going to lose this game, and anyone of you can come and replace me at will."

The ribs that were healed in the church still seemed to be aching. Tadiff, who was inexplicably agitated, drank the wine in his glass while talking, stood up and walked out of the tavern. As soon as he came out, he saw people surrounded by Dirty hunters sitting in the alley, those hunters who poured wine on the hunters.Those guys seemed to see that the hunter didn't respond at all, and they found it very interesting and started to use their brains. One of them seemed to be planning to untie the belt of his trousers and urinate on the hunter.

"Fuck you!"

The next moment, Tardiff rushed forward, rushed in front of this group of people in a few steps, jumped up and kicked the yellow-toothed man who was pouring wine for the hunter in the face.

Amidst the crisp clicking sound, at least one-third of the yellow-toothed man's teeth were smashed out of his mouth by Tardiff's kick.

Boom!