Miles puts himself in Osura's shoes and recalls the scene.

The former teacher pulled himself and hunted with his family squad a few times, and then suddenly invited himself to join.

The most important thing is that one of the members of the family team is the teacher's ugly eldest who is still single at the age of thirty and is still stupid for her all day long......

What is this invitation from hell, numb.

Miles rubbed the corners of his forehead and said with a wry smile: "I'm really old, and I've forgotten about the world, no wonder she slipped away so fast after inviting that child at that time." ”

"It's all your fault!" Markosin suddenly glared at Ted angrily, "Ugly! Scare away Osura! ”

Ted was a little aggrieved, he was just worried that his vicious appearance would scare people, so he smiled at Oshurado, who knew it would cause this misunderstanding?

"What scared me away?"

Gordon was startled by the sudden sound behind him, and he suddenly realized that this senior was a bit of an elusive talent.

The previous topic was more subtle, and several people closed their mouths in unison, and Oshura didn't pay much attention, but turned his head sideways, triumphantly showing them his new helmet, or hat.

Unlike swordsmen, who are more defensive and focus on performance, archers often need to use the sensitive skin of their face and neck to sense the direction of the wind and calibrate their shots.

Because of this, the helmet of the shooter armor will also be lightweight in terms of design, just like the "Peach Fur Beastmaster Visor" worn by Ozura at this time.

Although it is a face armor, only the forehead is actually protected by armor, and the rest of the body is shaggy, and the "brightly colored hair" is made into an ornament and hung on the sides, giving the impression that it is more decorative than practical.

But this is actually a prejudice.

The Marksman's armor has a much higher bonus to secondary shots than the loss of defense.

In the face of the sudden appearance of Osura, only Miles remained calm.

The big man Ted didn't know what he was shy about, and he craned his neck, while Markosin, who was also a woman's age, rambled on some topics that were not there, and Oshura was confused.

"What the hell is going on with you?" Oshura folded her arms, she suddenly thought of something not very good, and glared at Gordon angrily, "You're not going to tell them that, are you?" Gordon! ”

Gordon: "......"

Of course, Gordon knew what Oshura was referring to, nothing more than someone who had been splashed with the excrement of the Peach Fur Beastmaster.

He's not the kind of character who likes to joke behind people's backs, and this matter has never been spread, but Oshura is saying this now, which is somewhat self-defeating.

Sure enough, the three people at the same table, and even the other hunters at the next table who were attracted by her shouting, all looked at them with interest.

"What did you say?" Gordon winked, trying to cover up for Oshura again.

Who knew that the half-drunk pork chop that was hugged by Marco Xin and poured with Mu Tianlian wine suddenly spoke, "It's ~ the thing that was hit by the pink gorilla's poop?" ”

There was silence around the table, followed by a burst of laughter that was so loud that it was exaggerated.

Hunters are like this, they can take out such innocuous things as being bitten by a flying beetle during hunting for a long time, not to mention the fierce material that the pork chop broke out.

The Ted siblings, who were closer to Osura, even covered their noses in unison, took two steps away, and put on a pompous expression of disgust, and even the steady Miles couldn't help but chuckle a few times.

Osura's expression immediately collapsed, and she sat down beside Miles with her head in her arms, burying her face on the table like a shrunken shield crab, trying to cut off the ridicule of the people around her.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out well.

The usually spicy and heroic Oshura shows this shameful appearance, which is rare.

Someone had already begun to lean into her ear, asking strange questions about the color, touch, smell, and amount of the Peach Fur Beastmaster's excrement......

After a long silence, Oshura finally broke out, grabbed Ted's oversized wine glass, and waved it wildly to blast away all the heckling creatures, and then sat down again.

Another pork chop that snatched the culprit from Marcosin's hands and played with it wantonly, which was somewhat angry.

"It's true that some Peach-haired Beastmasters like to use feces to throw enemies, and it's not a strange thing, so you don't have to take it too seriously." The first to speak out to comfort Oshura was actually Old Man Miles.

If someone else said this, it would have some schadenfreude, but in Miles's serious and slow tone, it gave people the kind of "The teacher is in class, do you think it's funny?" "Feelings.

Oshura suddenly felt that only the old man could understand him, and muttered and complained: "That's it, that thing will still splash, who can hide?" ”

Miles was silent for two seconds, sighed and said: "How did I teach you before, seeing that the monster has strange movements to dodge early, the preparation of the peach fur beast king's move is quite obvious, and you are not cautious enough." ”

Oshura: "......"

Damn, this old man still likes to preach, the key is that it makes sense, and he can't talk back.

"I've hunted so many peach fur beast kings in the past six months, do you have any gains?" Miles, who had served as an Oshura shooter instructor in the hunter training camp, took a sip of his teacup and continued to ask.

Oshura was numb.

Here it is, this feeling of familiarity, this feeling of being checked by the teacher on homework.

Pulling the corners of his mouth, squeezing out a stiff smile, Ozhura stiffened his head and said: "As long as you are familiar with the monster's attack pattern, it is also cool to use the light crossbow at close range, and the power is still great, and the muzzle of the gun is attached to the monster's weakness, bang......"

Miles' face darkened when he heard this.

There are actually quite a few shooters who use ranged weapons as melee combat, and scatter and diffuser bombs were invented for these guys.

But this is undoubtedly a very dangerous fighting style, you must know that the archer equipment defense performance is not as good as that of a swordsman, there is no room for error, and the slightest mistake by a monster can kill the hunting ground.

He was expecting that Oshura would become more stable after a few months of precipitation and polishing, but who knew that this guy would become more nonsense.

"What kind of armor are you wearing now, and what kind of crossbow are you using?" Miles' stern tone made Oshura subconsciously sit up straight.

Instructor Miles won't be able to see the model of his armor weapon? How is it possible, this is clearly an instructor's reaction when facing misbehaving students!

Dream back to the days of training camp.

Oshura snorted for a while, and muttered, "Peach-haired Beastmaster suit, Strange Bird's Fury......"

"Heh, if I'm not mistaken, the special effect of the Peach Fur Beastmaster suit is to enhance the normal bullet, and the Strange Bird's Fury is also a weapon with normal bullets and flame bullets as the main ammunition." Miles' tone was cold, and there seemed to be freezing air all around.

At this time, it was not only Osura, but several young people at the same table all sat up unconsciously.

"Uh-huh, the instructor has a good memory!" Oshura tried to get by, but was glared back at by Miles.

"So you still know? You don't need a shotshot, you don't wear armor that strengthens evasion and stamina, and you dare to use a light crossbow in melee combat? What about the brain?

Is it one meter or ten meters away from the monster, is there usually a difference in the damage of the bullet? Fooling around in the hunting grounds, don't you want to die?! ”