"An excellent demon hunter, in addition to having good physical fitness and proficient in fighting and gunfighting skills, should also at least know a certain amount of wilderness survival knowledge, self-medication capabilities, and occult content, as well as various familiarity and monsters. , the classification of the fallen is well understood..."
In my memory, a white-haired instructor with hawk-like eyes was yelling: "As a demon hunter, you must know how to take good care of your weapon. It is a comrade who fights side by side with you, and is closer than your lover." partner!"
Many memories of fighting skills, gun fighting skills, and survival in the wild were unearthed by Fang Yuan, and together they formed the basis of the demon hunter system.
It's a pity that Hulk's qualifications are really average. After hard training, he is only at the level of a novice.
At this time, Fang Yuan looked at his big sword.
It is a standard demon hunter long sword style, more than one meter long, palm wide, and covered with silver. This is the effect of adding mithril during forging.
The mithril on the continent of Alka and the mithril in the Western Fantasy legend of the previous life are completely two different substances.
Although they are cherished very much, the output is pretty good and can at least be supplied to the lowest level of demon hunters.
"Mithril has the ability to burn the Night Familia, so it is the standard configuration of all demon hunter weapons... Of course, the texture of mithril is very brittle, and using it to forge weapons is tantamount to suicide. It can only be used to cast alloys, and various combinations of mithril Convenience is the unique secret of blacksmiths... "
Fang Yuan stretched out his hand to hold his sword, feeling as if flesh and blood were connected. It was the result of countless practices. His palm was already very familiar with every part of this sword.
"starry night!"
The hilt of the sword was densely wrapped with fine linen silk, and there were a few letters at the end engraved with the name of the sword.
"From now on... you will follow me!"
He put on a black leather coat and slung his sword behind his back.
Xingye is an heavy sword, weighing more than 50 pounds. Normally, this would be ordinary, but now Fang Yuan felt as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back.
"Huh..."
Fang Yuan let out a long breath and put away his beloved gun.
The mahogany handle of this flintlock gun already has a layer of luster, with an indescribable smooth beauty, but the predecessor Hulk gave it a terrible name - Wail!
"With this sword and one shot, the combination is like a wailing under the starry night?"
Fang Yuan looked at the mirror speechlessly: "I never thought you had such a bad taste..."
What appeared in the mirror was the face of a young man, with a high nose and deep eyes, white skin, and a pure Western frame, but his eyes were pitch black, like gems, and his short burgundy hair stood straight, as if The sharp barbs look very energetic.
"time to go."
He opened the door and came to the bar outside.
Suddenly, the noise and the smell of alcohol immediately surrounded him.
Most of the people sitting on the bar were demon hunters from this area, wearing leather coats or windbreakers and hats, occasionally displaying weapons such as throwing knives, drinking and eating meat.
As a demon hunter, precariousness is the norm. You may die on the battlefield one day, so carpe diem is the common mentality.
"Oh, look who this is?"
At this time, a blond demon hunter saw Fang Yuan and immediately raised his glass: "Isn't this the lucky Hulk? We should toast to his lucky escape!"
"Dry!"
Many demon hunters either winked, or gave a kind smile, or maybe just looking for an excuse to drink, they shouted and drank the beer in their glasses.
"I heard that you were fucked hard by that monster before. Are there any parts missing from your body?"
The blond young man came closer, with some evil intentions.
"Becky, stop making trouble!"
Seeing this, Uncle Jock, who was wiping the glass behind the bar, couldn't help but frown and scolded.
"What nonsense am I doing... I'm just caring about Hulk!" Becky suddenly slapped his forehead: "Is that rumor true... Hulk was seriously injured by a monster and has lost the ability to be a demon hunter?"
He deliberately spoke very loudly, attracting a look of pity.
If it were another young man with a low self-esteem, he would rush out of the door at this moment.
But after all, Fang Yuan has rich experience. He just smiled when he heard this, and suddenly took a step closer: "Even if I am slightly injured, I can kill you with one hand now. Do you believe it? Becky?"
Even though he had no power to restrain the chicken at this time, the slightly condensed momentum still caused Becky to retreat continuously and almost hit the bar.
This invisible confrontation immediately made Jock and several old demon hunters' eyes light up.
"I didn't expect that Hulk would have the aura of a strong man at this time. It's a pity..."
Jiao Ke shook his head slowly and looked at Fang Yuan who was sitting on the bar: "You can't drink!"
"I know, give me a soda and a steak!"
Fang Yuan smiled and pressed a few banknotes on the bar.
"Why are you being polite to me? Maria! Maria!"
Jiao Ke was stunned, put the money away, and poured a glass of soda water for Fang Yuan: "Maria will bring the steak right away. Eat more!"
A girl came out of the kitchen, she was probably in her twenties, tall and hot, and many drunkards started to whistle.
"Your steak!"
boom!
She threw the plate in front of Fang Yuan, making a dull sound with the table.
"Thanks!"
Fang Yuan nodded, picked up the knife and fork and ate quickly. The mellow and rich beef was very chewy, and with the taste of black pepper, it exploded in his mouth and created an impact.
And seeing Becky's somewhat obsessed look next to him, he probably also knew why this young demon hunter always disliked him.
It has to be said that as Uncle Jock's beloved daughter, Maria has a very high status among the young demon hunters in this area, and she is like a goddess in a dream.
Of course, if it was just this, it wouldn't make Becky madly hate the previous Hulk.
"Uncle Jock was an elite demon hunter before he retired. He had a lot of savings, and he also opened a bar like this... and he only has one daughter. If he marries her, he will get both wealth and wealth... Just being a woman may not be enough for him. He lost his temper, but coupled with his wealth, especially since Uncle Jock valued me very much, it immediately turned into a mortal enemy!"
Fang Yuan's heart was like a mirror, reflecting the blond demon hunter's mentality clearly.
"At this time... by hitting me to show off his power, it's like male animals competing to flex their muscles to compete for females. How childish!"
Of course, it is also human nature to worship the strong.
Maria's attitude towards him turned cold just now, and she obviously knew the reason.
This is the changing world, and there are too few people who can stay consistent.
After eating and drinking, Fang Yuan came to Qiao Ke: "Uncle... I am here to say goodbye to you!"
"Really? It seems you still chose your childhood dream!"
Uncle Jock sighed: "Are you going to the union headquarters? I can arrange a connection for you..."
"No, I want to walk around first and try my luck!" Fang Yuan smiled.
"Luck?!" A trace of suspicion flashed in Jock's eyes: "You don't want to... No, that's too dangerous. At least you need to take good care of your body!"
"My body has reached its limit after recovering to this point... Next, if we don't solve that problem, it will be impossible to recover!"
This time, no matter how Qiao Ke tried to persuade him to stay, Fang Yuan was determined to leave.
How can he treat his injuries if he doesn't leave here? And with rapid promotion, why should we hide these familiar people
"Don't worry, I promise you, I will never provoke those things without being completely sure!"
Fang Yuan leaned slightly: "Thank you for taking care of me all the time!"
Immediately, he left the bar without looking back.
"well… "
Jiao Ke's throat moved, and he finally stopped uttering any more words of pity.
He came to the kitchen at the back, looked at Maria who was pretending to be busy, and said angrily: "Why are you doing this? After all, he grew up with you."
As an experienced old demon hunter, he was obviously aware of his daughter's cold attitude, not just in this little matter today!
"For what? Of course, to make him give up!" Maria raised her head proudly: "If he was still the previous demon hunter, I might follow your father's wishes and marry him. After all, as long as I keep the family business, it is enough. But at this time, he obviously can't bring me shelter. Why should I be like before? Father... you have done enough for him. The bottle of healing water alone is enough to repay his parents... "
"Wait a minute, who told you this? Sophia?" Jock frowned, and he immediately guessed the answer.
At this moment, his bones seemed to have been taken away, and his whole person looked older.
"Alas... you young people, make your own decisions!"
Jock sighed and walked out slowly.
He originally had the idea of letting Hulk marry him, but at this time, there was nothing left.
Seeing this scene, Maria felt cold for some reason, feeling as if she had done a big mistake.
But immediately, she clenched her little fists: "I am not wrong, I want to pursue my own happiness! Find a man who can truly love and protect me!"
…
The night wind is desolate.
Amidst laughter that could not be told whether it was kind or mocking, Fang Yuan slowly left the alley of the Ax Bar.
"What I'm going through now, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the protagonist template of those useless novels. I'm seriously injured first and then break off the engagement. If I don't stand up and get slapped in the face, I'll be sorry to God..."
Fang Yuan wrapped his windbreaker around his body and thought with some joy.
At this time, gas lights outside were not yet common, so after walking two blocks, the surrounding environment suddenly became dim.
Fang Yuan was also excited, holding the handle of the Starry Night with a solemn expression.