After a brief bite to eat in the town of Yerkes, López entered Kutler Mountain.

He deliberately packed more than a dozen kilograms of Tibetan mutton in the restaurant, and Tibetan sheep is the favorite prey of the dog.

At the moment, the weight of his carry-on bag has reached at least fifty kilograms, which is quite laborious to carry.

But it was nothing to the swarthy armor that Nalse had worn for him.

The only thing that worries him is that this task is basically impossible to complete in a short period of time.

When he went deeper into the interior of Mount Kutler, he found that the ground was full of leaves from the Ultung tree.

Above the mountainside, all are covered in thick yellow foliage.

This shows that it has now reached the estrus period of the ghost dog.

The season in which they mate.

During this period, most of the ghosts were in pairs.

Only after the female has given birth to her offspring will the male leave the dog.

By the way, the little dog was raised by the female dog alone.

In this case, if he wants to get the whip of the male ghost dog now, he must first ask the female ghost dog who is in heat if he agrees.

In other words, if he wants to hunt a male dog, he must kill two dogs at the same time.

It's already a lot of work, but now it's even more troublesome.

Scratching the back of his head to express his frustration, he crouched down and set the trap.

The ghost dog is still relatively smart, so the trap should not be too casual.

López's hand reached for the back of the waist to pull out the dagger, but suddenly remembered that the dagger had been lost in the Amelia snow long ago.

With a sigh, López drew the long sword at his waist.

The pit to be dug is shallow, and the long sword seems to be a bit overkill, but there is no way.

López first used his hand to remove the fallen leaves from the ground, then raised his sword and dug a small pit just enough to place the trap.

Underneath the trap is an iron cone-shaped object.

When the trap is broken, the cone-shaped object is secured by four thin iron hooks extending out of all directions.

Of course, tucking the hook back into the cone-shaped object needs to be done manually.

López struggled to poke the trap into the dirt, then pulled it open.

After doing this, López covered up the trap with fallen leaves, and finally, gently put the Tibetan mutton on top of the strong mutton.

When he was done, López carved a mark on the nearby Ultong tree to remind himself that there was a trap.

Then he left to look for the next place to place the trap.

Setting traps is a simple task, but the most important thing is to find a hidden spot that is not easy to find.

López, who was about to place the third trap, suddenly heard the howl of a ghost dog coming from the place where the first trap was located.

He didn't expect the ghost dog to be so fast.

However, López was not so anxious, and there was no rush in the action of placing the trap in his hand, nor did he speed up.

Don't look at López, he is actually an experienced hunter.

The Dog will use all its strength to get out of the trap, but the trap is so strong that you don't have to worry about the Dog escaping.

Let the trap drain the dog's stamina first, and López is harvesting.

This is the least effort to do.

It took a while for López to return to the place where the first trap had been placed.

He was accompanied by another ghostly dog.

It looks like it's supposed to be the partner on the other end of the clip.

Seeing López's figure, the two wolves all grinned and showed their vicious fangs, in a vain attempt to drive López away.

López smiled, it was too simple, he just had to deal with the dog that had been ghostly, the lamb that was already waiting to be slaughtered.

He drew his sword and rushed over without hesitation.

The dog lay on the ground, and when López ran closer, he rushed straight to his feet.

The target is none other than López's throat.

This is the usual way of attacking the ghost.

López threw out his long sword, and the long sword directly threw the ghost dog in front of him away.

Bright red blood also swayed.

The dog shook his head and continued to attack López.

The silver glittering fangs instantly came to López, and the quick-eyed López reacted immediately.

He twisted the hilt of his sword in his hand, and the sword was placed directly in front of López.

"Ding", the ghost dog bit the long sword.

Seeing this, López flicked his long sword, and the ghost dog flew out directly.

Blood kept pouring down from its mouth.

It glanced at the ghost dog behind it, let out a low whimper, and turned to run away.

López wanted to chase, but his speed could not catch up with the ghostly dog, so he could only watch it run away.

López scratched the back of his head, feeling helpless, he only hoped that it was the male Phantom Dog who was caught now, so that his efforts would not be in vain.

López walked over slowly, the caught dog barking to hide his fear.

But where would Lopez give him a chance, he raised his sword and directly killed the ghost.

He then put on the black gloves he had previously purchased.

After all, this is a medicinal thing, so you have to pay attention to hygiene.

Gently turned the ghost dog over, and looked at its crotch, the thing was quietly sticking to the belly of the ghost dog.

"It seems that this time it was a good luck. López muttered, and then the sword flickered.

The thing rolled off the dog.

Lopez pinched it slightly, then tossed it into a bag that he had bought somewhere to go.

He wasn't going to put it in the bag he was carrying.

The setting sun stained the sky red, and López only got a dog whip one day.

Probably those ghost dogs are busy making dolls, and basically didn't come out to hunt today.

"Forget it, I'm not in a hurry for that moment anyway. López comforted himself and turned around and went down the mountain.

This time, the destination is the town of Sivel.

The distance from Yerkes to Kutler Hill is about the same as the distance from Kutler Hill to Sivel.

In contrast, he prefers to spend this precious time with his grandfather.

I can only walk back, but it probably won't take long.

He was now curious about what the town of Sivir had reverted to.

After all, there were still a lot of people who died that time.

Walking in the sunset, López finally arrived before dark, oh, maybe it would be more appropriate to go back to the town of Sivir.

After a year, he returned to the town of Sivel again.

The town is still the same.

Cosy restaurants, shabby weapons shops, and small grocery stores, everything is so familiar.

He couldn't wait to get his taste of the hostess's meal.

López walked briskly into the restaurant.

Gently pushing them away, the familiar voice of the proprietress came from the restaurant: "Welcome." ”

A smile tugged at the corners of López's mouth, and it was a dream.