Chapter 311 Lessons and the past

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After being knocked down, the heavy sword slash in front of him made the Snow Lion King feel the feeling of fear.

It clearly realized that it was no match for the "little man" in front of it. If it continued to fight, it would be itself that would die.

It does not have the arrogance of "absolutely strong" like Honglong. The survival of the population and itself is its top priority.

Lowering his body and head, he let out a deep roar, and the Snow Lion King slowly retreated.

The two snow lions that were fighting with the idiot boy also abandoned their opponents and caught up with the leader.

Seeing that Gordon had no intention of pursuing, the snow lions turned around and jumped up the cliff, shouting "Woooo" and disappeared.

The young man screamed and prepared to rush up the mountain road to give chase, but was pulled back by Gordon.

"What do you want to do?" Gordon asked with a dark face.

The young man said matter-of-factly, "Of course I'll catch up and kill them!"

Gordon's face turned even darker, "Have you ever accepted a mission to conquer the Snow Lion Clan or hunt the Snow Lion King?"

"No!" The young man turned away with a stubborn look on his face, "But they were the ones who attacked me first, and hunting monsters, isn't it the hunter's bounden duty?!"

Gordon was stunned when he heard this, and most of the anger in his heart disappeared.

It wasn't because what the young man said made sense, it was because this guy's remarks were so outrageous that Gordon confirmed that this guy had no one to teach him.

Whether it was a hunter trained collectively in a hunter training center in a big city, or a hunter like him who was taught by a master and an apprentice.

They would never say something like "It is the hunter's duty to hunt monsters."

The hunter's duty is to protect humans and maintain the ecology.

Although some hunters who have hatred in their hearts or have radical ideas despise these remarks in their hearts, they will never yell out loud.

You will be invited to tea by the guild knights.

While Gordon's thoughts were distracted, the young man suddenly ducked down, broke away from Gordon's hand on the back of his shirt, and prepared to run out and give chase.

A vein twitched in Gordon's forehead.

He grabbed the boy's sleeve and pulled him back, then punched him hard on the top of his head.

Hayata who came over subconsciously shrank her head. She had been hit like this by Gordon a while ago, and it hurt so much.

"Ahhh!" The boy held his head and rolled on the snow wailing.

Gordon smacked his lips. He always hit girls as petite and weak as Feng Ying, well, at least she looked petite and weak.

What's more, you are a naughty kid?

Sixteen or seventeen is the most impulsive age.

The boy who had been beaten had red eyes. He sat up and subconsciously reached for the handle of the knife behind him.

Gordon frowned and gave him a condescending look.

Stimulated by the sharp aura honed from fighting countless dangerous monsters, the young man froze and woke up instantly.

Even though he was from a wild background, he knew that a hunter's weapon could only be drawn out when facing a monster. This was the absolute bottom line and iron rule.

He lay slumped on the ground and turned his face away. Even though his face was full of awkwardness, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"sorry."

On the way back to Pokai Village, Gordon was not polite at all. He threw a rope to the young man and asked him to follow him to pull the heavy sled filled with raw meat, which was now frozen meat.

The young man didn't say any nonsense like "why".

After all, Gordon had just saved his life.

After communicating along the way, they learned the boy's name - Jean.

A name that is so common that people can hardly remember it.

He is an orphan, from an unknown small village on the outskirts of the Fuasia region.

The village has no natural protection to rely on, and there are no powerful hunters stationed in the village. From time to time, it will be attacked by monsters, and the villagers who can't stand it will leave one after another, and eventually the village will be abandoned.

This is very common in remote areas.

With no family, young age, and nowhere to go, Gene was one of the last to leave.

In order to survive, he used hatchets and logging axes as weapons to hunt docile animals such as spirit deer and mushroom pigs. After he became more courageous and stronger, he also tried to hunt large wild boars.

It wasn't until the beginning of the year that his private hunting was discovered by the guild.

After understanding the whole story and considering Jean's age and reality, the guild did not punish him.

An orphan, without any training, was able to hunt large wild boars many times by carving out wild paths on his own.

Even if it was just the most ordinary small monster, it was enough to prove his talent.

Therefore, the guild provided him with the opportunity to join the hunter training camp.

Who would have thought that this guy would become disgusted with him. He was illiterate and too lazy to learn those "useless" things. He applied for graduation in advance before the instructors taught him martial arts and hunting skills.

What's outrageous is that he actually completed the assessment task and became a one-star hunter in a daze.

Next, he returned to the familiar days.

It's just that in the past, I directly killed the big wild boar and sold it for money. Now, after receiving the mission, I went to kill the big wild boar and sell it for money.

Not only can he sell meat and furs, but he can also get extra rewards for tasks. If he usually takes on some collection tasks, he can live a comfortable life alone.

And his "sword skills" that he honed by hunting wild boars were also nicknamed "wild boar sword skills" by people in the town.

This kind of ridicule only lasted until last month, when Jean killed a blue velociraptor with wild boar swordsmanship, and those people shut up.

Jean was successfully promoted to a two-star hunter.

A seventeen-year-old two-star hunter.

This also made the guild staff notice him.

It just so happened that Bokai Village lacked a resident hunter, and Jean grew up near the Frasia region, so he was quite familiar with terrains such as snow, snow forest, and tundra.

He himself had no objection, so he was sent over.

"So I came here." Gene shrugged.

Hayata couldn't help but sigh, "It was such a tortuous childhood."

"Zigzag?"

Gene had an indifferent expression on his face, "I can't remember what happened when I was too young. As far back as I can remember, I was already able to trap a spirit deer, and I felt quite comfortable."

Gordon rubbed his forehead with a headache, "You should stay in the training camp for a longer period of time. At least you can learn the basics of martial arts, rather than fumbling around alone like now."

If someone else said this to him, Gene would definitely reply, "I don't need those flashy things. Wouldn't it be nice if I could chop monsters to death?"

But the person who said this was Gordon.

The scene where Gordon completely suppressed the Snow Lion King with his strength and sword skills impressed him deeply.

He is reckless and lacks knowledge, but he is not stupid.

To be honest, he also regretted it a little.

Gene secretly glanced at Gordon, wanting to ask him for advice, but he was a little embarrassed to ask.

Gordon noticed Gene's gaze and knew how this guy was feeling. He didn't mind spending some time teaching this junior something.

But before that, he had some questions he wanted to ask first.

"Why did you choose Tai Sword? Is it because of some kind of obsession? Or is there some special experience?"

Jean scratched his head, "There's no such thing as that. Before the test to become an official hunter, I just randomly picked a weapon that was relatively handy, and I picked this one, and I've been using it until now."

".You pretend I didn't ask."

(End of chapter)