Anhill didn't expect that the paralysis bomb would really work.

Paralysis bullets, sleep bullets, poison bullets, and other special ammunition that accumulate through attributes and force monsters into abnormal states are almost impossible to work with just one magazine.

This time it can only be said that it was lucky.

Anhill, who had been prepared for the worst from the moment he unfurled the ore crystal nova, recovered from his momentary stunned moment, and threw his heavy crossbow to the galloping pork chop.

He picked up the motionless Gordon on his back and began to run for his life.

"Pork chop! Let's withdraw! ”

Gordon jerked up from the bed.

His memory is still stuck in the moment when the general's scythe scythe spitting smashes the giant scissors and blasts him away.

Somewhat nervously surveying his surroundings, he breathed a sigh of relief when he found himself on a bed in a rented house in Nagul Village.

I survived.

After moving his body, he felt some restraint on his body, and when he looked down, he realized that his chest and abdomen were wrapped in thick bandages.

After carefully touching it and making sure that the wound under the bandage was clear, he untied the bandage.

On the chest, which was already covered with scars of various sizes, a huge scar more than 30 centimeters long was added, and the stitches like centipede legs proved how serious the wound was that had already been scarred.

This is the "greeting gift" left to him by the general sickle.

Scratching his head with a wry smile, Gordon felt that he was really a little, and the egg hurt.

Wearing an ore suit with very poor fire resistance to fight a big monster bird, he was scalded, and then wearing a strange bird suit with very poor water resistance to fight the general sickle crab, and he was almost disemboweled.

"By the way, I don't know how the pork chop Anhill is doing." Gordon scratched at his scar and muttered.

Lifting the quilt, getting out of bed, putting on his shirt, and equipping the strange bird suit that served the purpose of a coat, Gordon left the empty rental house.

"Gordon, you're alright, meow!"

The pork chop was at the door, and when he saw Gordon come out, the little one jumped happily and greeted him.

"Ah, it's Mr. Gordon, we still have a headache when we hear that you are seriously injured and unconscious, and it is great to see that you are okay!" Talking to Pork Chop was a middle-aged man dressed as a merchant, who smiled and stretched out his hand to Gordon.

Gordon also reached out and shook his hand, and after a moment of reminiscence, remembered the other person's identity.

When he left Minagard City, he and the pork chop chose to travel lightly in order to take an airship.

Most of the luggage, including the various materials that had been accumulated, as well as the Refined Ore Set and the Blasting Knife as spare equipment, were packed up and handed over to a caravan to help transport them to Naguli Village.

And the man in front of him was the person in charge of the caravan.

It seems that his luggage has arrived.

After helping the caravan carry the luggage into the rental house, Gordon signed the receipt and paid the balance of the transportation costs.

After saying goodbye to those enthusiastic caravan members, Gordon rubbed the head of the pork chop, "You saved my life again, how about the pork chop, is it hurt, what about that guy Anhill?" ”

"Meow well!" Pork Chop curled his arms in a strong gesture, and then continued: "Mr. Anhill should have been in the tavern of the assembly house, and in the past two days since he came back, he has not been in a very good mood."

Gordon touched the back of his neck, but he could also understand Anhill's mentality.

"That's right, meow." Pig Chop scratched his beard and said, "Gordon, the carcass part of your strange bird suit has been torn open with a big meow, so I took it to the workshop to repair the meow on my own initiative, and spent some of the remaining big monster bird materials, and I just repaired the meow today." ”

"Thank you, and it saved me a few days." Gordon said with a smile.

He was also curious before, why there was a huge wound on his body, but the strange bird suit was complete, it turned out to be taken by the pork chop to repair, no wonder.

"I'll go to the assembly house tavern to see Anhill, the pork chop can go and rest for a while, and take you to eat something delicious in the evening!"

"Meow~!"

Worried about Gordon's injury, the pork chop that had not slept well for several days went to make up for sleep, and Gordon went to the assembly house tavern alone.

In the tavern area, Anhill was drinking alone.

This guy obviously doesn't like to drink.

Even a blind man could feel the low pressure around him, and no one dared to sit with him when he occupied a small round table.

"What's the matter, young master? Looks so stinky? Gordon asked with a smile as he sat down in the seat across from Anhill.

Seeing that it was Gordon, Anhill's calm face softened a little, "It's Gordon, how is your body, how is your wound recovering?" ”

Gordon slapped his chest and said, "It's just a small injury, it's healed early, and my physical fitness is famous!" ”

Anhill's face sank again when he heard this, just as Gordon thought he was going to complain, "Is it a minor injury if the sternum was almost shattered?" At that moment, the former suddenly stood up, took off his top hat, and bowed deeply to him.

"I'm sorry, it was my recklessness that brought you into a desperate situation, and I will also be responsible for compensating for the loss of damaged weapons."

"Huh?" Gordon leaned back, waved his hand, and said, "Whoever is taking whom, I'm just curious about that guy myself." ”

Anhill straightened up, he did not continue to argue with Gordon about "whose responsibility", but straightened the brim of his hat and said: "Since you are in good health, I will rest assured, I still have some things to do, and I will take my leave." ”

With that, he turned away from the table and walked straight to the task counter, and after exchanging a few words with Miss Marianne, the board lady, he walked briskly out of the guildhouse tavern.

Gordon was stunned for a few seconds.

Immediately, he realized what Anhill was trying to do.

Even the most basic collection tasks cannot be registered in a few words, and only the exploration tasks with the highest degree of freedom can be "just say hello" like this.

This kid wants to set off alone to challenge the general scythe?!

"Damn, this guy is crazy?" Gordon cursed in a low voice, and quickly got up and chased after him.

Through exploration missions, sneaking away to hunt monsters with a danger level higher than your own hunter level is a typical illegal operation.

He couldn't just tell Marianne or the head of Naguli about it and ask them to cancel the mission, because no one could prove that it hadn't happened.

To stop, only Anhill himself.

When Gordon chased Anhill back to the rental house, Anhill had already walked out of the door carrying a huge package.

You don't have to think about it to know that this package is full of all kinds of ballista ammunition, and it has been prepared for a long time.

Gordon grabbed Anhill by the shoulders and glared at him, "Are you crazy? Alone to find the general and send the crab to death? ”

Anhill shook off Gordon's hand and grimaced with a cold face, "Last time there was a shortage of ammunition, and this time I was ready for everything." ”

Gordon rubbed his forehead helplessly, he didn't know why Anhill became so impatient, "I can go with you, with the protection of the swordsman, at least it will be much safer." ”

Anhill took a deep breath when he heard this, and he tilted his head, "Use your companion to block the knife to improve security?" I don't need this kind of security.

I challenged the general scythe crab in order to improve myself and ask others to protect me, what breakthrough do I talk about?

I'll take care of that guy on my own, just like Julius did. ”

(End of chapter)