The relationship between the scribe and the hunter is the most subtle interaction on the entire continent. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

One values knowledge and logic, the other appeals to force and glory, and each has a cold eye of rebuke for the other's profession. On the other hand, the two go hand in hand—the hunters provide protection and intelligence for the scribes seeking knowledge and truth, and the scribes use their information to feed the hunters and provide theoretical guarantees for their survival. Although the relationship between the two sides is close, the things they learn and the way they do things are completely different, and even contradictory, so that unless they are commissioned by the guards, the average hunter always has a respectful attitude towards the scribe.

You do your research, I hunt me, and everyone is fine.

However, in the whole northern region, there is such a trade union scribe, and when he is mentioned, all the old hunters with some seniority will admire him. Occasionally, some hunters with little hunting experience only knew the names of one or two scribes, and he was one in eighty percent.

The scrivener's greatest achievement was in subspecies ecology, almost single-handedly pushing forward the accuracy of the continent's Bestiary mapping by twenty years. However, most of the hunters did not understand these theories, and they were fond of a famous legendary incident about him.

A few years ago, the Hunters' Guild organized a large hunting party to march into the snow-capped mountains and ice fields in the southwest, as it does today. Before the group left, this senior predicted a number of never-before-observed subspecies of snow-capped mountains, and listed their ecological habits and attack habits in detail. Under the guidance of this seemingly fabricated intelligence journal, the hunter team repelled several waves of never-before-seen monster attacks in a row, and the completion and survival rate of the commission were nearly fifty percent higher than planned. And the accuracy of that information, which turned the tide, was even as high as 80 percent, which was like an oracle.

The scrivener's name was Lu Wen, and he was tugging at Nie Xiaoyang's clothes at this moment.

As soon as the union scrivener arrived at the hunting ground, the festival staff immediately issued a commission, and found a team of elite hunters to be his guards. Most of them were called over by Lu Wen's name, especially after hearing that the other party's poor protection and lost Lu Shushi's baby daughter, he was even more indignant for a while.

"You ......" Even though Xiao Yang reacted sharply on the hunting ground, who would have thought that the other party, a scholar, would actually start to act at the first moment of meeting. The boy couldn't dodge for a while, and he was actually caught. Before he could resist, Cheng Jing immediately stopped him and said, "Lord Scrivener, what are you doing?" ”

"What do I do?" The scribe tugged the young man's shirt tighter, "I'm Lu Wen, Lu Yingying's father, these boys lost my daughter, and you're still asking me what I'm going to do?" ”

Nie Xiaoyang raised his head, but saw an angular face. The corners of the uncle's mouth twitched, trying not to distort his expression, but a wave of anger did not need to be hidden, but it clearly fell on the young man. The trainee was lifted off the ground with his feet on his feet, and he wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, but when he saw the other party's angry and anxious look, a certain string in his brain was suddenly touched, and as soon as the words came out, it became "It's all our fault." ”

Lu Wen looked at the young man's eyes, and finally sighed dejectedly for a while, and let go of Xiao Yang's clothes: "The matter has come to this, what's the use of admitting mistakes?" ”

However, most of those who are highly educated are outstanding. But Lu Wen broke several of his taboos today, not only came all the way from Golden Feather City to set foot in a hunting ground that he had never set foot in, but also spoke ill of a young man as big as his daughter. Although everything is for the sake of her daughter, it will inevitably cause people to talk about it when it spreads in the circle of scribes. What's more, if you embarrass a child, how can it help you find your daughter?

The scribe calmed down a little, pulled Xiao Yang over and asked, "When did she get lost?" ”

"Yesterday at noon, after the funeral, when we were in full formation, we never saw her again." Xiao Yang licked his lips and whispered.

"Has it been a day and a night......" Lu Wen's expression became even more gloomy, "Then do you know where she went?" ”

"The hunting ground is so big...... It's possible anywhere. "Perhaps, she's already on her way back." ”

"I know my daughter best." The scribe raised his eyebrows, "That kid's heart is beating off, and he won't return to the base camp wherever he goes." ”

"That'...... I don't know. Xiao Yang's eyes rolled, Lu Yingying and Lu Xiu left together, there is a great chance that they will go together, Xiaolongren intends to rescue his companions, and he has rushed back to the outpost battle, and the little scholar is probably also in that direction. The young man didn't mention this, mostly because he was afraid that the person in front of him would be held accountable, and it was his companion who abducted her, so he couldn't say that he would have another quarrel.

"That's it...... Do you know why she's leaving? Lu Wen continued to ask.

"I don't know." The boy shook his head, but said in his stomach, "It's not because I don't want to see you. ”

The trainees didn't know what to do, but Lu Wen's bad breath was all on Zhong Dinghui, who came with him, and he turned his head to the bearded man with a blue face and said, "What are you thinking, how can you let a team of trainees protect my daughter?" ”

"Everyone in this hunting ground is a son and a daughter, and I have to be responsible for everyone under my command." The team leader was not afraid, "This arrangement was the best choice at that time. Besides, the guards did a good job, and your daughter was unscathed until we were picked up and repelled the pursuing monsters. ”

"But you still haven't been able to keep an eye on her!"

"She sneaked away on her own, what can we do?" Xiong Buer said unkindly, when this uncle made a move to Xiao Yang before, he was about to help, but he was blocked by Shentu Miaoling with his body. Big Bear's thinking is very simple, no matter who the other party is, as long as he hurts his companion, he will fight back first. At this moment, his momentum has been discharged, but he has no choice but to-for-tat in language, "You can't tie her with a rope, right?" ”

"You ......!" The blue-clothed scribe was provoked by the young man's malice, and he wanted to say something threatening, but after going through his life's learning, he blushed and didn't come up with a reason.

"Lord Lu," Cheng Jing quietly pushed Xiao Yang back, separating the trainee from the scribe with his own body, "Under Cheng Jing, although he is soft-spoken, what he says is true. I can guarantee that the strength of this team of teenagers is outstanding, and there is no difference in the entrusted distribution of the team leader. ”

The one-star hunter recounted the feats of Feng Chen and Jia Xiao during the retreat, and although the actions of the two teenagers were reckless, they greatly increased the chances of survival of the entire team of hunters. The trainee's ability may be insufficient, but his courage and sense of responsibility are not lost to all the hunters present, and the crowd following behind them whispered, while Lu Shushi's face is getting worse and worse.

"So, or is it our own mistake?" The scribe snorted coldly.

"If there is any omission in the security work, it is not beyond the reach of manpower." Brother Xiao Cheng hurriedly changed his words, "There are too many variables in the hunting ground, since things have happened, it is not the time to talk about who is to blame, but now we still have to focus on finding Ling Yan, what do you think?" ”

Cheng Jing is knowingly asking here, the current situation, if the captains agree to mobilize people to search, Lu Shushi will not be angry and break into the camp of the trainees. Seeing that he was not angry when he came, it was clear that he was challenging the high-level priest to suppress this request as well.

Sure enough, at the mention of this stubble, Lu Wen's fists suddenly clenched, and his cheeks bulged slightly, as if he had an expression of "If I can find it, how can I come here to vent my anger".

"Lord Shushi," Shentu Miaoling, who had been standing quietly for a long time, suddenly said, "We may have information about Miss Lu's whereabouts. ”

"Tell me!" Lord Lu's eyes lit up.

"Long after the first attack on the camp by the peach-haired beast, Miss Lu found a piece of pine wood on the monster's corpse." The girl sorted out her thoughts, "She said that there may be a large ocean-going ship from the Middle Ages in this hunting ground, and I wonder if this information will help you." ”

"Medieval Ruins......" Lu Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to himself, "Yes, that kid is probably going for this thing." What could be better in this swamp than ruins to make an archaeological scrivener ignore the dangers? ”

"One...... What the? Shentu Miaoling didn't hear clearly.