Lord Hunter needs a commission

After checking the documents and bills on one side, Charlotte nodded, and stuffed the document bag from the new seal into the outer zipper pocket of the suitcase.

"Then I'm leaving. I'll see you in two and a half months, Vesemir." After greeting, Charlotte took the Civilization Staff by the counter, and was about to turn around and leave when she heard Vesemir's shout. : "Wait, you forgot your ID." Hearing this, Charlotte was taken aback, then turned her head and looked back, and saw something thrown by Vesemir.

Subconsciously clamping the Civilization Staff with her arms, Charlotte reached out to catch the thing that was thrown over.Taking a closer look, it was a silver necklace with a familiar silver-gray griffin pendant.

"Don't forget your school necklace." Vesemir passed into Charlotte's ears with a helpless tone. "Antique from the wolf faction actually taught a griffin who is keen on fighting with the cat faction... Well, this is messed up."

"Hahaha." With an awkward laugh, Charlotte waved goodbye, and then walked towards the stairs without looking back.

Watching Charlotte's figure disappear behind the handrail of the stairs, Vesemir picked up the newspaper on the table again.

Suddenly, he paused his hands, as if remembering something, with a strange expression on his face. "I seem to have forgotten something?" Vesemir frowned, and muttered, "The outsourced job that was sent from the Solitary City Branch... Well, it seems that I forgot to tell Xiaoluo something? What is it? ?” After hesitating for a while, Vesemir shook his head, feeling that his body and memory were getting worse day by day after retirement, then continued to pick up the newspaper and started to pass the time leisurely.

After waiting for almost half an hour, Vesemir, who slowly finished reading the contents of the newspaper, folded the newspaper lazily and put it aside, got up and turned to the cabinet behind him, intending to take out the expensive cocoa beans he treasured to make a cup I froze while having coffee.

"Uh, Winterhold College is working together, and not only did I say hello to this side, but I also have contact with St. Freya College." Vesemir thought of something and showed a headache. , After covering his forehead, he muttered in a strange tone, "Forget it, it's all young people's affairs, let them handle it themselves."

"For an old man like me, it's better not to get involved so much."

Chapter 5

The progress of the times is inevitable, and there are not a few guys who are overreaching and blocking the progress of the times.Counting the ages of this world in detail, every time there is a turning point of the times, there will always be new things rising unstoppably, crushing all the outdated old things to pieces.

Since the fire of civilization is ignited in the wilderness, it will not be extinguished by anyone's thoughts. Once you violate the progress of civilization, the wheel of history will ruthlessly crush you.

If you want to live well in this good and bad era, then you have to adapt to this era.

And the people who were the first to adapt to the times have now become the ruling class of the federation.

This is a good thing, at least in Charlotte's eyes.

Although as far as he knows, no matter which city there is still the old stubbornness of complaining, they criticize this era with the vicious tone they can think of, and at the same time shamelessly enjoy the convenience brought by the era.

The birth of the steam engine completely unleashed the progress of the times.The railways, factories, and the torrent of steel shattered the blocking reefs.The Federation has also changed from being penniless to a country with the most extensive territory and the most cities in history.

The progress brought about by a unified and stable regime is obvious. The clearest evidence is the railways covering all parts of the Federation and the trains running on them.

Anyone who understands what railways and trains mean in this industrial age knows that where a country's railways are built, it is equal to where the country's authority is built.

For Charlotte, it doesn't make much difference whether the federal authority is not authoritative. The point is that he knows very well that it takes a long time to go to the next city by walking, but it is very fast by train.

After leaving Kaer Morhen Tavern, Charlotte took some time to choose to walk to the station.

The station in Livia is full of people coming and going, pedestrians and passengers are constantly flowing here.Several vendors were selling their goods in the crowd, and a newsboy was selling a newspaper with a brown satchel on his back.

There are also a few guys with evil eyebrows and mouse eyes mixed in the crowd. They have three hands, and they are specially targeting those pedestrians who are not very vigilant.It's a pity that their luck was very bad today. Just as they were about to reach out, they were spotted by the police on duty.

It is estimated that he will have to suffer a lot of flesh and blood and be locked up for a few days.

After entering the station and checking the bills, Charlotte came to the platform where the train was about to depart. On the crowded platform, a red-painted steam locomotive was waiting to depart.

Squeezing through the crowd with ease, Charlotte randomly chose a car door with a smaller number of people and walked over.

Carrying the suitcase and walking up the door ladder, and stepping into the not-so-spacious compartment, Charlotte found an empty seat and sat down.Not long after, with the sound of a beeping siren, the behemoth nestled on the rails began to tremble.

The huge force brought by the steam engine pulled the body of the train and started to move forward.

departure.

……

The scenery outside the car window was rapidly reversing, and the atmosphere inside the car also became lively after two or three ten minutes of departure.

Those who have free time and ability to travel from one city to another are naturally not the kind of impoverished people who are struggling with food and clothing.Most of the passengers in the carriage have savings, and all of them are clean and tidy, and they still care about face.

But in this carriage, the best-dressed one belongs to Charlotte.

A simple and capable gray-black windbreaker, a hat of the same color but with a clean white feather in it, and a suitcase placed on the seat beside him. Anyone with a little discernment knows that it is a high-end leather product.Even the civilized staff leaning against the corner of the table, just looking at the silver-gray body of the staff, it is known that it is not made of any wooden material.

If these can't explain anything, then Charlotte's appearance and temperament stand out from the crowd in this carriage.

The silver hair color seems to reflect the silver brilliance in the sunlight coming in from the car window.And the pale golden pupils are like gemstones, attracting attention.

On the silver necklace hanging on the chest, the griffin pendant on it is carved lifelike. One can tell that this kind of carving technology is definitely not low. If the entire necklace is made of real silver, then the value is not low.Coupled with the handsome but somewhat heroic face, it is easier to cause topics.

So even after the train started, Charlotte didn't have any intention of paying attention to the bustle in the car, and just sat on the seat alone, looking out the window with her hands on her head, but it gradually became the topic of discussion among other passengers in the car. one.

After all, at first glance, Charlotte seemed to be exuding an aura that no strangers should enter, a kind of coldness from the bottom of her heart.This made some male passengers guess whether he came from a family with a history, or the second generation of officials and rich second generations or something.As for the female passengers traveling by car, some young and beautiful girls all have bright eyes and a feeling of eagerness to try.

During this journey of meeting by chance, being able to strike up a conversation, make friends and chat, and leave a contact information at the end is really a great plot.

Although the young girls were a bit shy, after joking with each other for a while, a girl plucked up her courage amidst the jokes of her companions, and walked towards the seat where Charlotte was sitting uneasily. "Sorry to bother you." The girl with beautiful long red hair said shyly, "Well, sir... well, hello, can I sit across from you?" Hearing this, she glanced at the girl After a glance, Charlotte nodded indifferently.

This seemed to give the girl enough motivation, so she happily sat across from Charlotte, and then tried to find something to chat with Charlotte.

However, no matter what she said, Charlotte didn't pay any attention to it, just stared out of the window in a daze, completely ignoring her.

So after a while, the girl couldn't speak anymore, and she looked like she was about to cry.

After saying goodbye to Charlotte, the girl who came to strike up a conversation covered her face, left her seat and ran back to her companion.And her companions also comforted her one after another, and glared at Charlotte with reason.

Not only the girl's companion, but another young man with high hormones was also very upset and stood up, feeling that he was going to come over in the next moment to teach a lesson to Charlotte who didn't know how to make a beautiful girl cry.

However, these gazes soon met those pale golden pupils.

In an instant, the temperature in the compartment suddenly dropped.

Those who glared at them, especially the young men with high levels of hormones, swayed coldly, their faces turned pale, and the uncontrollable fear made their backs drenched with cold sweat.

In their eyes, those pale golden pupils were like sharp knives drawn out of their sheaths. The next moment, the sharp knives gleaming with cold light seemed to be slashing towards them who were unarmed.

Then, the bustling atmosphere in the carriage was swept away, and it suddenly became quiet.

Seeing those idiots sitting in their original positions in panic, Charlotte dissipated the coldness - the influence of Jian Rui, and the temperature in the carriage returned to normal.

Chapter 6 Discussion in the carriage

This is a world with supernatural abilities, and various supernatural things are not uncommon here.

For example: goblins living in the wild, kobolds who build their nests in the sewers of human cities, ghosts in abandoned cemeteries, water ghosts haunting some rivers or water sources, etc.

In fact, not only all kinds of inexhaustible monsters, but also various individuals with extraordinary powers will appear in human beings.Some human beings who have been trained have physical fitness beyond normal people, and some even acquire certain abilities derived from a few suddenly.

In this situation, various 'occupations', 'schools' and 'advanced' soon evolved, which also constituted the strict social hierarchy of human beings in the old age.

A powerful person, regardless of his origin, is able to attain status and power.These people also later became the ruling class, and then monopolized the corresponding knowledge, becoming the so-called nobles.

Of course, this method of monopolizing knowledge has long since lost its effect.In fact, because they have been in a monopoly position for a long time, many descendants of nobles would rather inherit the wealth and connections of their parents than spend time, patience and financial resources to train themselves.

In the end, this bitter fruit caused the Federation to smash the old era, and then stabilized its dominant position in a short period of time to establish a new era.

After all, the valve lock of knowledge has been opened, schools have been opened, and education has begun to be popularized. As long as you have money, you can acquire knowledge, and as long as you have money, you can pursue status and power. into the quagmire.

Having said that, in fact, even in the new era, it is impossible for everyone to have all kinds of exercises.

Even with the rapid development of firearms, some people have practiced their skills for decades, but they can't resist headshots with a single pistol.

Moreover, being poor in culture and rich in martial arts is just talk.

However, for those who have truly achieved something in exercising extraordinary strength, they can still gain a high social status in this era.Although it is not as exaggerated as in the old days, innocent murderers will not be pardoned but will be hunted down.

But many people still have a little fear of [professionals] giving respect, which largely stems from human beings' worship of power.

Maybe this situation will remain for many years, because this is basically the norm in federal society now.

Most of the passengers in this carriage now are intellectuals who have gone to school.Some of the younger ones are basically students in school and those who have just set foot in society, while those with more mature temperament are all socially well-established classes.

Those who have access to a wider range of knowledge and vision are at least graduated from middle school, and some glamorous ones are likely to have a university diploma.

Don't underestimate the so-called high school diploma. In this era of widespread knowledge, a person with a high school diploma has far more knowledge than many scholars in the old era. In the world before the establishment of the Federation, it was enough to be a Landlord's internal affairs officer.

As for the amount of knowledge of a university diploma, it is completely comparable to the world-famous bachelor at that time.

This is the difference between eras and eras.

With a wealth of knowledge and experience, the passengers in the carriage naturally knew that Charlotte was not easy to mess with.Especially those young people who had been brainwashed before, shrank one by one.

For a while, the carriage became silent, and all the passengers in this carriage did not dare to speak loudly, for fear of attracting Charlotte's attention.

Charlotte ignored this. He had seen this kind of normality many times before, and he was already familiar with it and couldn't be more familiar with it.

Without paying too much attention, Charlotte continued to shift her gaze to the scenery outside the car window. After getting tired of the scenery, Charlotte picked up the newspaper prepared in the car to pass the time.

After a long silence, the atmosphere in the carriage began to warm up.

Seemingly seeing Charlotte's indifferent attitude, the other people sitting in this carriage started chatting again, but the difference was that this time the voice was much quieter.

But not as frightened as before.

Some passengers who knew better remembered what the griffin pendant was hanging on Charlotte's neck, and then began to brag to the passengers next to him like gossip.

"That should be 'Hunter.'"

"What hunter?"

"I mean that pendant, that's a griffin, the silver griffin pendant, the School of Griffin."

"You mean, Kaer Morhen's..."

"Shh!"

……

After lowering their voices of discussion, the passengers in this carriage once again found a topic from Charlotte and began to spread the word.

Those passengers showed suddenly enlightened or inexplicable expressions, and began to secretly look at Charlotte again, as if they were looking at some kind of rare and strange thing.

Those young people who almost caused conflicts before told all kinds of hearsay stories with voices of admiration and yearning.That demeanor and tone are completely different from before, like fanatical star fans.

The same goes for the young girls, including the girl who cried and returned to her original position just now, they all looked at Charlotte eagerly again, as if they were seeing a hero who ran from a fairy tale to reality.

What they didn't know was that their lowered voices had no effect on Charlotte.If he wasn't too lazy to pay attention to these things, he could even ignore the sound of the train moving and clearly hear everyone's words in this carriage.

hero?legend?Fairy tales in reality?

It is incomprehensible.

After listening to some of the conversation, Charlotte shook her head slightly, and turned her attention back to the newspaper in her hand.

What hero what legend?These are two different things to him, he is a 'hunter', an ordinary 'hunter', the kind who takes money to do things.

He wouldn't mind if he killed some annoying goblins and kobolds along the way.But if you want him to be like the warm-hearted brave man in the story, when he hears of a disaster in a certain place, he brings his own dry food and goes to eliminate the disaster for the people, unless he is infected with the magic addiction and cannot bear it and loses his mind and goes crazy.

But recalling the records he found in the library on the fifth floor of the Kaer Morhen Tavern, he felt even more that the passengers in the carriage were just as stupid as their predecessors.

Even if they live a much better life and know a lot more than the ancestors who lived half-starved and half-fed, those bastards who froze through dozens of taxes every day.

But in essence, they are still stupid.

The only difference is that their ancestors either listened to the rumors in the market, or maliciously slandered them, and they had an attitude of disgust and hatred towards the 'Hunter'.At the extreme point, he thought that his harvest was not good, the lord collected heavy taxes, his family died and so on, all because the arrival of the 'hunter' attracted monsters and he was cursed.

It seems that only the 'hunters' are dead, the world will be peaceful, the king will not fight, the lord will not collect heavy taxes, and they will be able to eat well.

But now, I know a lot, I can read, and I can understand articles and books that only nobles and businessmen could understand, so I listen to urban ghost stories, believe in those imaginary stories, and regard 'hunters' as Heroes, legends, epics.

However, for thousands of years, many things have changed, but the 'hunter' is always the 'hunter'.

Chapter 7 Specialties of Novigrad

The journey on the train is insignificant, and the topic in the carriage where Charlotte is staying is also insignificant.In this world, all kinds of new topics are born all the time, and all kinds of old topics are forgotten, more or less, meaningless.

The passengers in the carriage only took advantage of the rising atmosphere to discuss this topic.When the journey arrives at the final station, everyone will return to the established trajectory of their own lives after stepping out of the car door and leaving the station, and there will be no intersection from then on.

So, after waiting for a not-too-long period of time, the speed of the train began to slow down, and the backward scenery outside the window also became slower and slower.After being covered by buildings, the speed of the train gradually decreased to the minimum.

With the sound of the flute, the huge body shook back and forth. This train with dozens of carriages and hundreds of passengers stopped steadily at a station.

Arrived.

It's not the end, but it is the end for Charlotte.

Novigrad, here we come.

At this time, the radio on the car also released the sound of arriving in Novigrad in time, and the door was also pulled open after confirming that the train had stopped.

Glancing at the station outside the window, Charlotte stood up from her seat, stretched out her hand to pick up the suitcase placed on the side, walked through the seats with a stick of civilization, and walked towards The door of the carriage opened.

Then, what appeared in front of his eyes was a station similar to Livia City.It’s just that compared to Livia City, there are not many decorations in the station, wooden waiting chairs, speakers on the stone wall, newspapers abandoned on the ground...all these constitute Norvig in Charlotte’s eyes Ruishi Station.

There were not many people who got off the bus here, most of them were pedestrians who wrapped themselves up and lived without any intention of showing their faces.And the flow of people in the station is not as much as in Livia City, and they are all in a hurry.

"But it doesn't look so bad." After chopping up the civilized stick, Charlotte glanced at the station platform, which seemed a bit depressed but still in order, muttered for a moment, then raised her feet and walked towards the exit. go.