The Demon Hunter

"Pastor Mary..." Ansel looked at Cologne with obvious surprise on his face, "Is he the other one?"

"Yes." Pastor Mary smiled softly, "As I said, he is the best, so take care of them, Ansel."

It appears that this pastor is saying "best" to both sides, or maybe all three.

Regardless, Pastor Mary patted the shoulders of the three men and left with a smile.

Cologne kept his mouth shut and neither did the adult Lance. Ansel looked at the two of them—more at Cologne, full of frustration and helplessness—about 5 minutes later Only then did he take the initiative to break the silence: "Do you want to survive?"

Cologne nodded bluntly, and a deep, lifeless electronic synthesized voice sounded beside him: "I don't know."

"What?" Lance thought it was this fair young master who was the troublemaker, but there seemed to be some discrepancies.

"What is 'survival'? Father is dead, there is no order, to survive...don't know, don't understand."

Ke Luoyin looked at Lance curiously, and had a feeling of "this is really a biochemical warrior from another world", "humanoid weapon" - for seven days, he has been living in a single room, the room of the trainee priests. All of these cognitions come from the unsystematic fragments of knowledge in the body and mind, as well as the words of Pastor Mary. This is the first time he has had such close contact with his kindred.

"To survive is to fight, to sleep, to eat." Ansel shrugged, "I know, it sounds no different than when you were with that 'father' of yours, but in the future your fight is for yourself, For you to have a place to sleep and to be able to buy food. And you can choose where to sleep when you sleep, and of course you can choose not to sleep. The best thing is when eating. The biggest difference between intelligent creatures and animals is that we don’t Just eat to fill your stomach, and also to satisfy your tongue."

"..." Lance was still confused, "I still don't understand."

"It will take time, take your time, at this stage, you just need to remember to keep fighting as hard as you can. Okay, grab your things, and we're out of here. I've booked a room at the hotel, where you'll sleep The first bed since freedom, the first bite of food since freedom, and the stewed potatoes and pork pies are the best there."

Ansel clapped his hands and urged his two teammates. He was already starting to regret accepting this job. It was simply a nanny to take care of two large babies. What's worse, he had to take the babies to fight.But what makes him a reputable bounty hunter? In short, I hope that when this job ends in a year, he will still be alive to collect another reward of his own.

Coloin put the leather backpack that seemed to be of good quality on his back, and then he couldn't help snorting. He thought that what Pastor Mary said was that there were only some basic supplies in it, but at this moment he felt that this thing would His ribs were crushed.And the long sword, because of his height, when the long sword was tied around his waist, it would always touch his calf when he walked around. It didn't hurt, but it was too much of a hindrance.

"Slap!" Someone slapped him behind the back, and Ke Luoyin staggered forward and fell two steps before he stabilized his footing.He turned around and found that it was Ansel who was shooting him.He swallowed the questioning words, this guy will be his teacher and protector, he feels that he should get along with him and him as much as possible, even if it is necessary to flatter or endure grievances—unless this guy Putting some "further" requirements on him, even if he is indeed a pure calcium, that is not something Cologne can bear.

"Are you really created as a 'warrior', not some young master who sneaked in for fun?" When Cologne started to walk again, Ansel stood beside him and asked with a frown .

"No, I'm not the young master."

"That's really bad news, both for me and for you. Still, you seem to be adjusting just fine - which finally brings me some not-so-bad news."

The three of them came to the hotel that Ansel had decided upon—the Horseshoe Hotel, whose signboard was a huge horseshoe.The first floor of the hotel was a tavern. It was noon when they arrived, so there were not many people on the first floor except for a few guests who were eating.The chubby proprietress was standing behind the counter wearing a bright red dress with many unknown stains, and a male waiter with messy hair was sleeping next to her.

Seeing them coming, the proprietress patted the male waiter with an absolutely ungentle force. The man rubbed his eyes and led them to the backyard where their room was located.

It was a double room that was supposed to have two beds, but a dusty hammock had been added to the empty space.

"That's your bed." Ansel pointed to the hammock and said to Cologne.

"Yes." Sleeping in a hammock made Cologne a little awkward, but he understood his abilities. As a person who probably wouldn't be of much help, and might even be a hindrance, it was Ansel's kindness to not let him sleep on the floor Yes, after all, adding a hammock also costs money.

But just as Coloin was about to go over to tidy up his hammock—at least pat the dust on it—Ansel grabbed his shoulders, and he turned his head to see the bounty hunter pawing in distress. His own hair, and then pointed to the bed on the right: "Reassign, that's your bed."

Single bed, maybe the mattress was hard, the sheets weren't clean, and the quilt wasn't soft and comfortable, but... Mary did find him a good guardian.

"I think my hammock is enough."

"Go to bed! Since you're going to be training a lot starting today, I don't want you to get sick from not getting enough rest."

In short, in the end, the two androids each slept in a single bed, and their guardian slept in a hammock.And from the early morning of the next day, Ansel did as he said, but not only Coloin was specially trained, but Lance was also trained.

Ansel should be considered a good teacher, because at least he taught students according to their aptitude.He taught Lance development skills. Although this guy was a fighter before, he was only limited to group combat. In the future, most of what they will face will be group combat.

As for Cologne, his daily training is almost all about running, occasionally interspersed with concealment, as well as knowing herbs, and the simplest fighting skills.Ke Luoyin didn't complain because his training was too monotonous, he was studying these seriously, and the very few free time he had, he would spend reading an old book by Ansel—an introduction to those demons and undead , he must at least know what he will face.

After half a month like this, Ansel announced at breakfast that they would leave here and officially start a hunt.

"It's just a single-headed hellhound. It's almost a simple task. It can be practiced for you. And because we're leaving early tomorrow morning, so..." Ansel paused on purpose, looking at Lance with a mysterious expression and Cologne, but helplessly, neither of his two wards has much curiosity, "so things can't be perfect, and when they are obedient enough, you can't ask them to be smart enough. So today is a day off."

Ansel was not afraid of what the other party heard muttering, but it seemed that he was the one who was frustrated in the end, rather than the other two people who were accused of being brainless in person.

So Lance continued to train, and so did Cologne—even though Cologne actually wanted to rest, he wanted to save his life more.

Cologne went for a run and picked herbs outside the city, and he had prepared enough for the three of them, so he sold the rest to the herbal store—herbs in this world are not limited to making potions or perfumes, they are also Used in alchemy, as a medium for spellcasting, in institutions, etc.Although they are all common medicinal materials, even a copper plate is income.

When he got back to the hotel, he was about to take a bath, covered in mud and sweat, and of course, there was only cold water.But it doesn't matter, these should be the only advantages of this body discovered by him, and it is not sensitive to cold.

When he finished washing himself and began to put on his clothes, Lance walked in, also carrying a bucket of water, and began to wash himself next to him.Cologne indulged himself for a while, using it to spy on his companions, of course it was only for appreciation, after all, Lance's figure is really great, just like a living David...

Just when Cologne was a little distracted, the door opened again, and it was Ansel who came in.Usually at this time, he would go to the front for a small drink, so this was the first time he saw his two wards naked, and he was also taken aback, but he quickly returned to his usual attitude.

"You have an ass that makes women scream!" He even patted Lance's ass, who was bending over to wipe his thigh with water, "It feels good."

Lance looked up, his face full of confusion, obviously not understanding why his ass would make a woman scream, and what was the feel.

Then Ansel turned his target to Coloin, who resisted the urge to step back, or cover his bottom, or even hold his chest, that's too motherly.But the strange thing is that Ansel was not as frivolous as he was with Lance, he looked at Cologne almost seriously.

"We gotta talk coloin, get dressed, and come out with me."

"Okay." Cologne nodded, and quickly got dressed.

"Cologne, you are not suitable to be a hunter, so... do you want to live another life?"

"I don't think I should have the right to choose my own life."

"No, there is another way."