Feng Ying dragged An Xier to the assembly hall tavern.
The tavern was very deserted. As long as the hunters were not on a mission, most of them couldn't resist the temptation of 500,000 z. They accepted the mission and went to the hunting ground to try their luck.
This also resulted in a sharp decrease in the number of pending tasks for the Lokrak Guild.
Guildmaster Mustache was happy but also a little angry. There were so many unresolved tasks on weekdays, not because of lack of manpower, but simply because these guys were lazy.
This only gave some sweetness, but the number of tasks was not enough for them to share.
In fact, most ordinary hunters do not hunt large monsters frequently, and three or five hunting records a year are considered too many.
After all, hunting large monsters is difficult and risky, and the rewards are indeed higher, but the same goes for completing a few more collection missions, which is enough to support a family.
There are very few "challengers" like Gordon and others who almost only focus on the high-risk large monsters. This is one of the main reasons why they can become elites in just a few years.
Quite unexpectedly, Feng Ying and An Xier met the Black Boom Dragon Maridan in front of the mission counter.
Feng Ying's face was solemn, the Seven-Star Sledgehammer, this is a formidable enemy!
An Xil was also a little surprised, "Senior Maridan also went there for the prize money from the competition?"
Maridan bared her teeth at them and held up her arms, which were thicker than ordinary people's heads. Her muscles under her brown skin jumped and jumped, "Yes, the baby grows up fast, save some money for her."
An Xil and Feng Ying looked at each other. They didn't know that Maridan had a child? I don’t know what a tough guy the child’s father is.
"What is Senior Maridan planning to hunt?" Anhil asked tentatively.
Maridan, who has a bold personality, has no intention of hiding it, "A booming dragon came up from the Gobi in the far north and blocked the trade route. I am going to hammer it down and bring back some booming dragon meat when the time comes!
Didn’t that little princess say that too? She also likes Honglong, hehe, the neck and tail meat of Honglong are the chewiest! "
After saying that, Maridan, who was fully armed, didn't hesitate, shouldered a sledgehammer, and left in stride.
"Is Honglong meat edible?" Feng Ying couldn't help but mutter.
"Maybe." Anhil glanced at Maridan's leaving figure and lowered his voice: "But in terms of universal taste, the meat of carnivorous animals is not very delicious."
"Oh, that's it!" Feng Ying felt relieved.
After thinking about it, she also felt that the third princess would not like something that sounded so loud like dragon meat, and it might be more fun to get her a dragon head to hang in the bedroom.
While Feng Ying was thinking about it, Anxier had already handed the hunter's note to the waitress, "Show me all the mission documents for four to six stars."
The waitress was surprised by Ansiel's hunter level, but she quickly reacted and quickly sorted out a batch of task documents.
Feng Ying came over to encourage, "Don't you want to take a look at Qixing's mission? The ingredients on the seven-star monster will definitely win a prize!"
An Xil glanced at her sideways, "Seven stars? Take the two of you to challenge the seven-star dangerous monsters? Are you going to die?"
Feng Ying puffed her lips, but she could only give up.
They arrived a little late, and there were not many four- and five-star missions left, and they were all things that didn't seem to be "delicious", such as sand lions, dragon slaying, and the like.
The number of six-star missions was originally not too many, and Feng Ying was hesitating.
“There seems to be nothing delicious”
"What's delicious?"
A pair of arms suddenly hugged Feng Ying's waist from behind, and at the same time, she felt something soft squeeze against her neck and the back of her head.
Feng Ying was startled, turned her head, and then her face was buried in it.
After struggling to break away from the "sneak attacker", Feng Ying saw clearly that the person standing behind her was a tall female hunter.
She was stunned for two seconds, and then she shouted in surprise: "Sister Maka?!"
"Kabacha!"
Babaka, the strange-faced tribe who followed Maka, also jumped to say hello to Feng Ying Anxier.
"Yeah?" Feng Ying blinked and discovered something strange, "Sister Maka, where is your breastplate?"
Maka was still equipped with the Thunder Wolf Dragon armor. Feng Ying, who had just changed to the Prison Wolf Dragon not long ago, was very familiar with this equipment. She could tell at a glance that Maka was missing something.
The white bra is exposed!
Maka put her hands on her hips and said matter-of-factly, "It's too hot and tight, I'm not wearing any clothes, and we're not in a hunting ground!"
Feng Ying: ".Damn it."
Anhil also said hello to Maka, "Are the other members of the alcohol hunting group here too?"
"without."
Facing Ancil, Maka acted inexplicably well-behaved. She put down her hands on her hips, stood up straight and said: "They are still drinking in Minagard. I will come back to visit my relatives when I have time."
"Visiting relatives?"
"I am a native of Lockark."
"That's it." Anhir nodded.
Feng Ying suddenly asked expectantly: "Sister Maka, how many stars is your hunter level now?"
"It was promoted to five stars a few months ago! Five and a half stars to be exact, hee hee!"
"Why haven't you come up yet? It's such a good dish. I already have five stars. I thought I could get more." Feng Ying's face was full of disappointment.
Maka's expression was distorted for a moment, and she stretched out her hands to pinch Feng Ying's cheeks, "Haha? Is this the mouth that made the rude remarks?"
She is older than Gordon Anhill, but she is not yet thirty years old. At this age, five stars can already be considered a pretty good achievement, right?
An Xil thought more than Feng Ying.
The target this time is delicious ingredients, not cologne or anything like that. Maka's five-star hunter is definitely strong enough. The most important thing is that she is a local native and knows everything about the desert better than the two of them.
There is also the little strange-faced tribe Babaka. Born in the wild desert, it is supposed to be better at finding ingredients. If they are willing to join, it will probably be of great help.
So he took the initiative to extend the invitation.
"Competition?" Maka let go of Feng Ying's cheek, looking a little confused.
"Yes." Feng Ying rubbed her red cheeks and briefly explained the content and rules of the competition, "The winner will receive a bonus of 500,000 z!"
"Half a million?! I don't even know if it's true or not!" Maka, who had just returned to Lockark, stared wide-eyed, "I was just wondering why the tavern is so quiet. It turns out that's what it is, those guys."
"So you want to join?" An Xil asked with a smile.
"Join, join! There is an old seven-star hunter leading the team, why don't you join!" Maka agreed happily, and Babaka also jumped up and down.
An Xil nodded, "Okay, if we win, the bounty of 500,000 will be given to me, 200,000 per person, and Feng Ying 100,000."
"Hey! Why am I the youngest!"
"Because they are locals and are much more useful than you."
Feng Ying was furious, and Maka, who had a good relationship with her, smiled and smoothed things over, "Okay, okay, old Ancier will take 200,000, and the two of us will split 150,000 each, hehe, if we can win. "
"Sister Maka!" Feng Ying was moved and prepared to hug her.
"Okay, don't be a good boy." Anhil pulled her back by her braid, then looked at Maka, "Do you have any good suggestions?
The third princess's preferences are sweets, gorgeous and rare things, well, this information was provided by Feng Ying. "
"Sweets need to be gorgeous and rare?" Maka fell into deep thought, "There are not many sweet things in the desert. Honey? Desert berries? Cactus balls are also sweet, but these are not the same as gorgeous and rare things. Not going up there?"
"Chaggakabaka!" Babaka suddenly shouted.
"ah?"
Babaka continued to dance and talk a lot, and Maka, the only person present who could understand the Qimian language, became a little weird.
"So there is such a thing? I didn't even know"
"How to say?"
"Babakar said that ceratopsian meat is actually delicious, because although ceratopsians are ferocious, they are vegetarians. But if you want sweets, you might want to consider ceratopsian eggs, which can be made with good honey and berries. Very good pudding.”
"Pudding? It sounds like something that guy would like," Feng Ying muttered, "But is this considered rare? That guy can probably eat things like flying dragon eggs."
Maka shrugged and said, "Ceratosaurus eggs are different. They are very rare. After all, my mother's black horned dragon is a six-star danger level, right?"
"So how do you know that ceratopsian eggs are delicious?" Ancil asked Babaka curiously.
"Kababako, chichabakacha."
After listening to the formation, Maka translated: "It said that their tribe once encountered a black-horned dragon and a dragon-slaying dragon fighting for territory, and the strange-faced tribe took the opportunity to sneak in and steal two eggs.
He also said that the egg color of Blackhorned Dragon is very beautiful, silver and black, like obsidian dotted with silver stripes.
By the way, the dragon-slaying dragon was gored to death in the end. "
"Sounds suitable, okay, that's it." Anhil nodded, turned around and asked the waitress standing at the counter, "Is there a hunting mission for Blackhorned Dragon? We are going to hunt Blackhorned Dragon."
"Ah? Didn't you say you want to make eggs?" Feng Ying asked in surprise.
"That's right, you can't steal it, you can only use it by robbing it."
(End of chapter)
