Blood of the Hunting God

He stomped heavily on the ground, and twisted his body violently. Not intending to give these people a chance to react, Tardiff punched another man in the stomach with his backhand, making the other man stare and want to vomit. When he came out, he was hit on the chin with an uppercut by Tadiff. While the entire mandible was shattered, the wine that was about to be spit out of his throat was also forced to swallow back, unconscious Personnel fell to the ground.

The guy who wanted to untie his belt to pee on the hunter didn't realize what was going on, two of his companions fell down, and just as he was about to shout, Tardiff, who turned around, kicked his legs. Among the legs, the impact brought by the iron-made boots was quite heavy, which made the man's original shouting sound become a duck squawking.

"Is Lao Tzu's savior also you can do?"

The bounty hunter clenched his blood-stained fists and said fiercely to the three who fell on the ground.

"Tardif, you lunatic, you dare to provoke me, do you know who my boss is!"

The man who discovered the hunter at the beginning and deliberately asked his companions to attack him, was not attacked by Tardiff because he was standing on the periphery.

Tardiff, who approached, shivered, gritted his teeth and roared.

"You are a bastard!"

The next moment, Tadiff, who came up, slapped the man with a big slap in the face. He flew five or six meters away and hit the wall next to the hunter.

"Damn, your mother dared to do it. I only bought you a drink last week. What kind of nerve did you make wrong——uh!"

The man who got up covering his bleeding mouth was picked up by Tardif by the neck like a chicken before he could finish speaking.

Then, pressing the man's head, Tardiff directly smashed him to the ground, and kowtowed to the hunter who was still dazed, sitting motionless on the ground from beginning to end.

"If it wasn't for this person, I would have died in the field of corruption, and you still have a bunch of people around him to make fun of him. Do you want me to laugh for you?"

In the voice of cursing, it was the man who was knocked unconscious by Tardif.

Then there was a roar from the tavern. Obviously, the man who was knocked unconscious by Tardif had a pretty good circle of friends. At this moment, a large group of strong men came out of the tavern drunk and surrounded Tardif directly. .

"Want to fight, right? All right, I happen to be short of a skull to use as a bowl, I think yours is very suitable."

The extremely ferocious bounty hunter never flinched, facing the large group of people in front of him, he directly rushed forward with his fists clenched.

The scene that followed began to become chaotic.

Wine bottles were smashed, tables and chairs were smashed, and blood splattered everywhere.

More and more people joined in the besieging of Tardif, but they were still unable to gain the upper hand. This man was like a raging lion, who could make those hunters dizzy with one punch and one kick.And the group of people who had been provoked had no intention of backing down at all, and for a while the whole street looked like this group of people were fighting together.The hunters onlookers began to laugh and watch the show, and some people even started a bet on the spot, betting on how many people Tardif could be killed after knocking down.

Until this moment, the dazed hunter still didn't know what happened around him.

pat- pat-

In the distance, there seemed to be some voice approaching.

"Huh...huh..."

The sound of panting quickly, obviously tired after running for a long time.

The phantom of the girl chewed by the giant pig seemed to gradually dissipate.

The hunter raised his head subconsciously, and saw Abigail who was sweating profusely and even his clothes were soaked, running all over the town looking for him.

Why, is she here?

The sluggish thinking has not yet returned to normal, and the hunter, who has not yet awakened from the sudden memory, just stares blankly at the panting girl in front of him.

"Mr. Hunter..."

Then, I heard the girl's voice, as always, ringing in my ears.

"Mr. Hunter—"

The girl who came up stretched out her hands as if she couldn't smell the stench on his body at all.

Tight, passing the warm body temperature, let the wet and cold hunter feel warm, her embrace.

And the soft words she whispered in her ear.

"Mr. Hunter, let's go back together."

Chapter 46: You Are My Light

After washing his body, he changed into a single suit temporarily prepared by Disma.

The hunter wiped the water stains on his head, then lowered his head and smelled his shoulders and arms, and after confirming that the dirt that had been stained in the sewer before was cleaned without leaving any peculiar smell, he finally felt relieved and walked out of the bathroom.

"Ah, Mr. Hunter, have you washed it yet?"

Borrowing the bathroom in the next room to wash her body, Abigail, who cleaned faster because she was a child, was sitting on the stool beside the bed at the moment, wiping her wet long blond hair with a towel.

Without speaking, the hunter just took a few steps forward, took the towel in Abigail's hand, and helped her wipe her hair.The little girl naturally put down her hands and closed her eyes, allowing the hunter to carefully wipe off the water droplets on her hair.

The moonlight outside the window was still hanging high, and the soft light penetrated the house, and the two people in the house quieted down at the same time, maintaining silence in this quiet atmosphere.

"Ah!"

Then suddenly, Abigail let out a cry of pain.

After all, the hunter's hands are better at grasping the weapon to slaughter the monster, and the girl's long hair is far more fragile than the monster's fur and flesh. Although the hunter was as careful as possible, he still accidentally pulled Abigail's hair It hurt the other party, and the little girl immediately burst into tears.

Are you really not good at this kind of thing?

The hunter stopped a little at a loss.

"No, it's okay, Mr. Hunter just didn't do such a thing."

Just as the hunter's hand holding the towel was about to withdraw, Abigail, who turned around, grabbed his hand.

"So, as long as you try a few more times, Mr. Hunter will definitely learn how to do it."

Abigail, who showed an encouraging expression, held the hunter's hand like this, and placed it on top of her head again.

Is it really okay to do this?

A look of obvious hesitation appeared on the hunter's face.

If you continue to try, I'm afraid it will inevitably pull Abigail's hair, and there is still the possibility of hurting her

.

The hunter felt that it was not the right choice to bring pain to the little girl who followed him just to learn how to brush her hair with the correct strength.

"It's fine."

However, Abigail still held on tightly to the hunter's hand and wouldn't let him go. "

"I was just taken aback just now, but it didn't hurt much."

"Mr. Hunter, how to take care of girls is something you have to study hard, don't be lazy."

"So, can you continue to brush my hair, Mr. Hunter?"

The clear blue eyes reflected the hunter's face, and the little girl had a gentle smile on her face, which made the hunter find no reason to refuse.

So he stretched out his hand again, and gently wiped Abigail's hair, carefully, trying not to hurt the girl again, learning this most basic thing in daily life little by little.

"I have seen, Mr. Hunter, the tragedy of the Gascoignes."

"I saw it in my dream. Those things are the past that you have experienced, Mr. Hunter, right?"

"When you found Mr. Hunter today, you were so depressed because you recalled these memories, right?"

Then, suddenly, a girl's soft voice was heard.

"..."

The movement of the hunter's hand trembled slightly, and subconsciously stopped.

He didn't know how to answer himself at this time, so he could only keep silent.

"Hey!"

After taking off the shoes on her feet, and her white feet were bare, Abigail stood on the chair the next moment.

Although it is still not as tall as the hunter, and there is still a lot of distance, but at this moment, the little girl doesn't need to raise her head too high, and she can touch the hunter's shoulder when she reaches out.

So, she stretched out her hands like this, bypassing the sides of the hunter's neck, and then her petite body followed suit.

Abigail hugged the hunter and closed her eyes.

What does the act of hugging mean to humans?

The hunter has no memory of embracing others. All he can recall is the tragedy that he could not save, only the endless fights with monsters, or the monster was killed by the hunter, or the hunter was killed by the monster , then revive and kill the monster.

The feeling of embracing is so strange, so at a loss, even though it can be imitated poorly, the hunter is more or less confused about the act of embracing itself.It's just because I know that the act of hugging can make the girl feel at ease, so I made such an attempt.

So now, is she actively embracing herself to reassure him?

It was like embracing him who was dirty and smelly in the alley next to the tavern half an hour ago.

"I actually don't know what kind of past Mr. Hunter has carried, what kind of pressure and pain he has endured."

"Even if you can see Mr. Hunter's experience in your dream, it's just as a bystander, and you can't really put it into Mr. Hunter."

"If you want to tell Mr. Hunter that it's okay, don't worry about it, if you want to say such a thing, it must be very arrogant and self-righteous?"

The girl with her eyes closed spoke softly to the hunter.

"Because I saw others in pain, I ran up to comfort myself and said it's okay. I wouldn't say such things."

"I know that only those who have really experienced similar things, tasted similar pain, and can stand on the same side are qualified to say such things."

"But I haven't experienced any misfortunes. I'm just happy to be guarded by Mister Hunter. If I say this, it's impossible for Mr. Hunter to feel at ease, right?"

The soft moonlight passed through the veil and projected into the room.

The girl standing on tiptoe on the chair hugged the hunter tightly, and the shadows of the two blended together under the moonlight.

In the silence, the hunter gently stretched out his hand, wrapped it around Abigail's waist, and hugged her as if she were a precious and fragile treasure.

"So, I hope Mr. Hunter can know that I am really grateful to Mr. Hunter."

"It is precisely because of the existence of Mr. Hunter that I can muster up the courage, instead of shrinking in a corner alone."

"Because Mr. Hunter has been protecting me all the time, so I can feel at ease and live happily in this world."

"Thank you, Mr. Hunter."

"I want you to know that, to me, Mr. Hunter is like a light in the dark. Because of you, I can continue walking."

"so--"

Slightly, hug the hunter tightly until you can feel the other party's breathing and heartbeat.

"Slightly...it's a more capricious, more arrogant way..."

"I have no way to share the hurt you have suffered, Mister Hunter..."

"However, I want to let Mr. Hunter know that at this moment, and in the future, I will accompany Mr. Hunter along the way."

"From now on, whether it's sad or happy, I hope to share it with Mr. Hunter.

share. "

"Mr. Hunter is like a ray of light to me. If possible, I want... to be the light of Mr. Hunter..."

In the end, it seemed that the girl who felt a little ashamed, her voice began to become weak.

The hunter, who had been silent all along, exerted a little force, and then hugged the girl amidst the girl's exclamation, let the little girl's feet leave the chair, and subconsciously grabbed the hunter's clothes tightly.

Is it light?

Close your eyes and hold the girl in your arms.

The pain of the past is still lingering, but it seems to be a little bit, a little bit relieved.

There is no way to change what has already happened, right?

So at least now, and in the future, we must protect this child who is deeply dependent on him.

The foreheads of the two touched lightly. In this way, the hunter let Abigail know his answer, and then put her down.

"Hey hey~"

Abigail, who was still a child after all, showed a blushing smile.

Immediately afterwards, when the hunter was about to leave the room, Abigail, who seemed to have remembered something, suddenly grabbed the hunter's hand again.

"Ah, I almost forgot."

A faint blue light flickered from the hunter's hand held by Abigail.