"In addition to having good physical fitness and proficient in fighting skills, an excellent demon hunter should at least understand certain knowledge of survival in the wild, self-medicine, and the content of mysticism, and know the classification of various families, monsters, and depraved people..."

In my memory, a white-haired instructor with eyes like a falcon was shouting loudly: "As a witch hunter, you must know how to maintain your weapons. It is a comrade-in-arms who fight alongside you and a partner who is closer than your lover!"

Many fighting techniques, gun fighting techniques, and memories of survival in the wild were found by Fang Yuan, and together form the basis of the witch hunter system.

Unfortunately, this Hulk's qualification is really average. After working hard until now, he is only at the level of a novice rookie.

At this time, Fang Yuan looked at his great sword.

It is a standard witcher long sword style, more than one meter long, with a wide palm, and a silvery whole body. This is the effect of adding mitril silver during forging.

The mitril silver on the Arca continent is completely different from the mitril silver in the legend of Western fantasy in the previous life.

Although I cherish it very much, the output is pretty good, and it can at least be supplied to the witch hunter at the bottom.

"Mercissil has the ability to burn the night clan, so it is the standard for all witch hunters' weapons... Of course, Mircissil has a very crisp texture. Using it to forge weapons completely is equivalent to suicide, and can only be used to cast alloys. Various matching secrets are the unique secrets of the forgeators..."

Fang Yuan reached out to hold his sword, and a feeling that seemed to be connected by flesh and blood came. It was the result of countless practices. His palm was already very familiar with every part of the sword.

"starry night!"

The hilt of the sword was densely wrapped in fine linen silk, and at the end there were several letters engraved the name of the sword.

"From now...you will follow me!"

He put on a black leather jacket and carried the long sword behind him with a belt.

Xingye is a heavy sword, weighing more than 50 pounds. In normal times, this is not ordinary, but now Fang Yuan feels like he is carrying a mountain.

"call……"

Fang Yuan let out a long breath and put away his love gun.

The mahogany handle of the flintlock rifle has a layer of luster, with an indescribable smooth beauty, but the Hulk, the predecessor, gave it a bad name and wailing!

"This sword and one shot are combined into a wailing sound under the Xingye?"

Fang Yuan looked at the mirror speechlessly: "I didn't expect you to be so flirted with such a bad taste..."

Appearing in the mirror is the face of a young man, with a high nose and deep eyes, white skin, purebred Western frame, but his eyes are pitch-black, like a gem, with short burgundy hair straight, like sharp barbs, looking very energetic.

"It's time to leave."

He pushed open the door and went to the bar outside.

Suddenly, the noise and the smell of alcohol immediately surrounded him.

Most of the people sitting on the bar are witch hunters from this area, wearing leather jackets or windbreakers, hats, occasionally showing weapons such as flying knives and other weapons, drinking and eating meat in big mouthfuls.

As a witch hunter, it is normal to lose your mind and die on the battlefield one day. Therefore, timely fun is the general psychology.

"Oh, look at who this is?"

At this time, a blonde witch hunter saw Fang Yuan and immediately raised his glass: "Isn't this the lucky Hulk? We should have a drink for his lucky escape!"

"Dry!"

Many witch hunters either winked or smiled kindly, or perhaps just to find an excuse to drink, they started to cheer and killed the beer in the glass.

"I heard that you were fucked hard by that monster before. Are there any few parts on your body?"

The blonde young man leaned over, with some bad intentions.

"Bage, stop making trouble!"

Seeing this, Uncle Qiao Ke, who was wiping the glass behind the bar, couldn't help but frowned and scolded him.

"I'm not making a fool of myself... I'm just caring about Hulk!" Becky suddenly slapped his forehead: "Is that rumor true... Hulk was seriously injured by the monster and had lost his ability to be a demon hunter?"

He deliberately spoke very loudly, attracting a look of regret.

If it were another boy who had almost had a self-esteem, he would be out of the door at this time.

But Fang Yuan had rich experience after all, and just smiled when he heard this, and suddenly approached: "Even if I suffered a little injury, I can kill you with one hand now. Do you believe it? Becky?"

Even though he had no power to tie a chicken at this time, his slightly condensed momentum still made Beck retreat and almost hit the bar.

This invisible confrontation immediately made Jock and several old witch hunters' eyes lit up.

‘I didn’t expect that Hulk would have a bit of a strong momentum at this time, but unfortunately…’

Jock shook his head slowly and looked at Fang Yuan who was sitting on the bar: "You can't drink!"

"I know, give me a glass of soda and another steak!"

Fang Yuan smiled and pressed a few banknotes on the bar.

"What are you still polite to me? Maria! Maria!"

Jock was stunned for a moment, put the money away, and poured Fang Yuan a cup of soda water: "Maria will bring the steak immediately, you can eat more!"

A girl was about twenty years old and tall and hot, and many drunkards whistled.

"Your steak!"

Bang!

She threw the plate in front of Fang Yuan and made a dull sound with the tabletop.

"Thanks!"

Fang Yuan nodded, picked up the knife and fork and ate it quickly. The mellow and rich beef was very chewy, and combined with the taste of black pepper, it exploded in his mouth to form an impact.

Seeing Becky's infatuated look next to him, he probably knew why this young witch hunter always disliked him.

I have to say that as Uncle Jock's beloved daughter, Maria has a high status among this young witch hunter, and she is simply a goddess-like existence in her dream.

Of course, if this is the case, it wouldn't have made Becky hate the previous Hulk.

‘Uncle Choke was an elite witch hunter before he retired, with good savings and opened such a bar… He only had one daughter, and if he married her, he would have both wealth and wealth… Just a woman might not have made him lose his composure, but with wealth, especially after Uncle Choke valued me very much, he immediately became a dead enemy!’

Fang Yuan's heart was like a mirror, reflecting the mentality of this blonde witch hunter clearly.

‘At this time…it’s to show his majesty by hitting me, just like a male animal rushing to show his muscles to fight for females, it’s so naive!’

Of course, worshiping the strong is also human nature.

Maria's attitude towards him just now became cold, and she obviously knew the reason.

This is the cold and cold world, and there are so few people who can be consistent.

After eating and drinking, Fang Yuan came to Qiao Ke: "Uncle... I'm here this time to say goodbye to you!"

"Is that so? It seems that you still chose your childhood dream!"

Uncle Choke sighed: "Prepare to go to the union headquarters? I can arrange a way for you..."

"No need, I want to go around first and try my luck!" Fang Yuan smiled.

"Luck?!" A trace of suspicion flashed in Jock's eyes: "You shouldn't be thinking... No, that's too dangerous. At least you have to take care of your body!"

"My body has been recovering to this point at its limit... Next, it is impossible to heal if it is not solved!"

This time, no matter how Qiao Ke tried to keep him, Fang Yuan made up his mind and had to leave.

How can he treat his injuries without leaving here? He will improve quickly, and he still has to hide these familiar people?

"Please rest assured, I promise you that if you are not sure, you will never provoke those things!"

Fang Yuan bowed slightly: "Thank you for your care all the time!"

Immediately, he left the bar without looking back.

"well……"

Jock's throat moved, and finally he didn't continue to say what he wanted to keep.

He came to the kitchen behind, looked at Maria who was pretending to be busy, and was angry: "Why do you need this? He grew up with you after all."

As an experienced old witch hunter, he obviously noticed the coldness of his daughter's attitude, not just in this small matter today!

"For what? Of course, it's to make him give up!" Maria raised her head proudly: "If he were still the previous witch hunter, I might follow my father's wishes and marry him. After all, it would be enough to keep the family business, but at this time he obviously could not bring me protection. Why should I still be like before? Father... you have done enough for him. Just that bottle of healing water is enough to repay his parents..."

"Wait a minute, who told you about this? Sophia?" Jock frowned and immediately guessed the answer.

At this moment, he seemed to have his bones removed, and his whole body looked even older.

"Oh... let's make your own decisions about your young people!"

Jock sighed and walked out slowly.

He originally had the idea of ​​letting Hulk marry into his wife, but at this time, there was nothing left.

Seeing this scene, Maria felt a chill in her heart for some reason and felt like she had done something big wrong.

But immediately, she clenched her fists: "I am not wrong, I want to pursue my own happiness! Find a man who can truly love me and protect me!"

...

The night wind is desolate.

Amidst a burst of laughter that was indescribable or mocking, Fang Yuan slowly left the alley of Axe Bar.

"What I'm going to see now is like those wasteful protagonist templates. I'm seriously injured first and then break off the engagement. I'm sorry if I don't rise up and slap in the face..."

Fang Yuan wrapped his windbreaker wrapped around his body and thought with some pain.

At this time, gas lights outside were not popular yet. After walking out of two blocks, the surrounding environment suddenly became dim.

Fang Yuan was also shocked and held the handle of the Starry Night with a solemn expression.
Chapter completed!