“.......”

Gordon tried to repeat the other person's name to say hello, but his memory didn't allow him to do so, and he opened his mouth, only to freeze there.

Seeing through Gordon's embarrassment, the Dragonman woman smiled reservedly but decently, and said, "You can call me Madam President like everyone else in the assembly hall. ”

Gordon breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello, Madam President, I'm Gordon from Cocot Village, and I'm planning to be in Minagarde for a while, and I hope you can approve it."

In the presence of a lady whose status even the blind could tell was very noble, Gordon wanted to speak in a more urbane way, but he had not read much of a book, and at best he could only do so with this level of flattening and directness.

"You're from, Kokot Village?" The president's carefully trimmed eyebrows were slightly raised.

"Well, yes."

The President's Lady looked at Tigi, who was still being slipped into her hands by Oshurati.

The huntress hurriedly put Tiggie down, and the latter sorted out Gordon's hunter's notes and letter of introduction as quickly as she could, and handed them to the president's lady.

The President first flipped through Gordon's hunter's notes, and when she noticed his age and hunter level, she raised her eyelids to look at him, and then said lightly, "It's pretty good." ”

Gordon felt for no reason that this was already a very high rating.

Immediately afterwards, the president picked up the letter of introduction, and judging by her apparently gentle movements, she took it very seriously.

After reading the letter word for word, the President refolded the letterhead, carefully and carefully put it back in the envelope, and returned it to Gordon.

"This letter is well received, and you should use it when you travel to other cities in the future."

Seeing the other party's solemn appearance, Gordon couldn't help but become cautious.

"Your village chief, are you okay?" The president asked suddenly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Gordon felt that the other party's tone seemed to have become gentler?

"Hmm...... The village chief's health has always been fine, but he usually looks a little dazed. Gordon replied as he secretly guessed the relationship between the two in his mind.

Obviously, the president's wife and the village chief's old man knew each other.

Have you had a time in the past? No way, no way.

The dragon people have a long lifespan, but they are not monsters, and the age of the president lady is not easy to judge, but at most she is only middle-aged, and the village chief of the old dragon bell is at least one generation, or even two generations.

Relatives and elders? Seniors in terms of work? It can't be a father and daughter, right?

The president seemed to see through Gordon's brain storm, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes behind the narrow lenses, and she spoke: "He is a very respectable old-timer, and a living legend.

You guys, don't you know him? ”

This sentence was not just asked to Gordon, but Gordon, Osura, and Tiki exchanged glances for a long time, but still did not come up with any answer.

Seeing this, the president couldn't help but sigh lightly: "The young people ...... now."

"That's a legend called 'Hero.'"

At this time, a middle-aged male hunter who happened to be passing nearby heard their conversation and strode over.

He was dressed in a set of high-grade armor with pitch black as the main color, and the dark carapace and dragon scales were obviously from some kind of flying dragon, and several sets of scarlet thorns were dotted on the edges of the skirt armor, as well as key parts such as shoulders and elbows, adding a bit of aggression to this armor.

The Horned Dragon set is the name of this outfit.

As its name suggests, it is made from a powerful wyvern species known as the "Horned Dragon", a terrifying creature that lives in the desert and is known as the "Lonely Sand Knight".

"It's Amos."

"It's been a long time, Lord Amos~."

Oshura and the others greeted the visitors one after another, and Gordon also took the initiative to nod to him to show respect for his predecessors.

A middle-aged hunter named Amos walked up to them, glanced at Oshura with a frown, and said, "It's just that the two of them haven't been in the training camp, why don't you even know?"

The legend of the hero of Cocott, the instructor of the training camp must have said it more than once, right? ”

Hearing this, Oshura grinned with embarrassment, she had dozed off in her cultural classes at the training camp.

"You're from Kokot Village, and you haven't heard of it?" Amos looked at Gordon in disbelief.

Gordon's face was a little odd.

Well, I've heard or heard a little bit, Cocott's hero, "The First Hunter", but isn't that a fairy tale like a bedtime story?

Listen to the president's lady, what they mean, that hero is the old man of the village chief??

"At a time when the profession of 'monster hunter' had not yet appeared, humans were so powerless in the face of the infestation and attack of powerful monsters.

When the vicious Horned Dragon attacked the village, a mysterious dragonman stepped forward, armed with an iron sword and shield, and fought the monster for seven days and seven nights, finally succeeding in slaying it.

He is the hero of Corcot and the first hunter in the world. ”

In a respectful and fascinated tone, Amos recited the story that had been familiar to him as a child, and even earlier.

The reason why he is now equipped with a one-horned dragon suit is that it is difficult to say that he has not been affected by this aspect.

Madam Amos took over Amos's account and continued, "The heroic deeds inspire people, and monsters are no longer invincible and terrifying.

He founded the Hunter Guild with four like-minded companions, and laid the foundation for the 'Monster Hunter' class system.

Sadly, in a battle against some mysterious monster, one of the companions, who is also the hero's fiancée, unfortunately died.

The hero thus retired, and the rule of a hunter with a maximum of four people in a team was handed down in the dark ages before the dawn came......"

Gordon's mouth was slightly open and drooling from one epic story after another, some of which he had heard and some of which he had not.

But no matter what, it is really difficult for him to compare the legendary "hero" who combines bravery, strength, wisdom, command, and pathos, with the "hmm" at the entrance of the village all day long. "Hey~!" "Whew!" The old guys are connected!

"These legends and stories, are they all true?"

"Of course it's true." The President gave him a strange look, "The real experience of the heroes of Cocot will only be more dangerous and magnificent than the legends.

Isn't the Hero's Sword, the weapon used by the hero, still stuck in the stone platform in the mountain behind the village of Kokot, waiting for its successor? ”

"Yes, twenty years ago, when I was a young man, I made a pilgrimage to the village of Kokot." Amos's tone was full of emotion and remembrance.

"Although he knows that he is not worthy, who has never fantasized about trying it, hoping that he can pull out the heroic sword that has become brown and red due to the infiltration of dragon blood, and become a new 'hero'?"

Gordon closed his mouth and strained his face, trying to maintain the expression on his face so that nothing would be out of the ordinary.

If you tell me now that when you were a child, you poured urine on the rusty iron sword and pulled it out, only to find that even the branches were cut down, so you stuck it back in......

You're going to be beaten to death, right?