In the second half of the night, the wind and snow stopped.

In the coniferous forest at the southern foot of the Frasia Mountains, a lonely figure walks silently.

He was dressed in a scarlet suit of armor, which was uneven in red, giving the impression of blood sprayed on white leather, dangerous and ominous.

Strange Dragon Set U is the name of this armor set.

Although more hunters prefer to call it the "Red Strange Dragon Set".

The so-called Red Strange Dragon was originally thought to be a mutant subspecies of the Strange Dragon, but it was discovered after in-depth research by the paleontological scrivener team.

This monster with scarlet skin and a larger size than ordinary white strange dragons is actually a middle-aged and elderly individual in the strange dragon group.

They have a more powerful discharge ability, a taller physique, and strong and elastic neck muscles that allow their necks to stretch out at very strange angles, and they are far more thorny than ordinary strange dragons.

The danger rating has reached five stars.

The weapon behind him is more striking than the armor.

It was a gorgeous sword covered with beautiful scales like silver, the Flying Dragon Knife [Tsubaki].

Anyone with a little insight can immediately judge the strength of this hunter from the material of this weapon.

It is a terrifying wyvern known as the "silver sun", a rare species of male fire dragon, and a superb sword carefully forged from the materials of the silver fire dragon.

Suffice it to say, this sword has reached the apex of hunter weapons.

The people who can hold it, even among the upper hunters, definitely belong to the group that stands out.

The mysterious hunter stopped suddenly.

A little light in the dark snow caught his attention.

The mysterious hunter hesitated for a moment, but finally changed direction and headed in the direction of the flickering firelight—perhaps it was someone who had been lost in the previous blizzard, and he couldn't ignore it.

Silently approaching, his footsteps did not make any movement even when they fell on the snow and dead leaves, and were as quiet as a red spirit.

After a brief observation, the mysterious hunter breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a strong campfire, a sheltered hut, which was supposed to be a makeshift campsite, and there was a sentry around the campfire with Ailu in cat armor.

Hunting cats? It turns out that it is not the victim, but the companion?

But the silver Ailu was so vigilant that she actually fell asleep.

Although this is not the kind of dangerous hunting ground infested with monsters, it is also in the wild, and there is really a lack of tension.

The mystery hunter frowned.

After confirming that he was not the victim, he didn't want to meddle with things, but he inexplicably had an urge to get closer to the past and take a look.

Gut feeling?

He has always trusted his instincts.

So he no longer hesitated, and walked quietly towards the small shack.

When he reached the triangular shack, Eru the silver retriever was still sleepy, and the flames were almost burning to its beard.

Its owner should teach it a good lesson.

The mysterious hunter whispered to himself, and then his gaze swept towards the inside of the shack.

Two young hunters, a man and a woman, and another hunting cat, were sleeping in the hut.

Perhaps because the weather was too cold, the two young men unconsciously huddled together.

This is also normal, and it belongs to the instinctive reaction of biological heating.

However, the corners of his mouth twitched violently when the mysterious sword envoy saw the female hunter's face clearly.

Then he coughed vigorously.

……

"Ahem!"

Gordon, who was in a light sleep, was awakened by a sudden coughing sound.

He sat up, his palm grabbing the hilt of the great sword beside him for the first time.

When he found that there was a person standing in front of the shack, he relaxed a little, but he did not dare to completely relax his vigilance.

In the middle of the night, a hooded man with a difficult face stands at the head of your bed coughing, and the timid person screams in fear.

Worried about everyone in Pokai Village, Hayata, who hadn't slept much for the previous two days, slept more deeply and reacted more slowly.

After sitting up with a small yawn, she rubbed her eyes again, only to notice the abnormality in front of her, and immediately became vigilant.

But in the next second, her vigilant gaze became stunned.

"Master?!" Hayatta exclaimed.

Amos lifted the hooded helmet of the Red Strange Dragon's armor and glared at the two of them with a blank face.

"Uh, Mr. Amos?" Gordon finally recognized the other party's identity.

Amos stared at him for two seconds and said dryly, "Oh, it's Gordon." ”

In fact, it hadn't been a few years later, and of course Amos remembered this young man he was very optimistic about.

What's more, he sometimes corresponds with Hayatta, so naturally he knows that Hayatta is currently forming a team with Gordon.

It's just that now, inexplicably, this guy has become so unpleasant?

Angry.

With a calm and rational personality, he certainly knows the source of this emotion - nothing more than the matter of pigs and vegetables.

With no children, he has long regarded Hayatta as his own.

Although the two of them were just fully clothed and even cloaked, although he also knew that it was just an instinctive reaction of the creature to warm himself after falling asleep.

But it should still be unhappy.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Amos suddenly felt that these two guys probably didn't know what they had just seen.

Doesn't it seem inexplicable to get angry yourself?

And in the end, he doesn't seem to have any position, not to mention that the two of them are probably nothing, even if there is anything.

Can't seem to do it?

me even angrier.

Amos took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and tried to appear calmer.

"The hunting cats on duty in shifts, with very poor vigilance, actually fell asleep." Amos said with a calm face.

It seems like an outlet for anger.

"Meow~~" The cheeky pandan ran over and rubbed the back of Amos's hand.

This uncle is Hayata's master, and he has to please Meow.

"Seeing that you are still young, you should have just become a hunting cat, so you should pay attention in the future." Amos held his forehead and said weakly.

was rubbed by the cute little kitten, and half of the anger that couldn't help but disappear was gone.

Seeing the Master, whom he hadn't seen for more than a year, Hayatta was also very happy after being shocked.

She dragged Amos to sit down by the campfire and asked questions.

Glancing at Gordon, who had been left behind in the cramped shack, Amos snorted, half of his anger gone.

"Gordon should come and sit down, too." Amos patted the empty seat beside him, with an anti-guest posture.

Gordon scratched his head and sat down obediently, sensing the change in Amos's mood a little, but not too much of it.

"Hey, the Fire Dragon suit, five stars at such a young age? It's amazing. Amos patted Gordon on the shoulder and complimented.

Hearing this, Hayatta muttered in her heart, didn't she tell you these things in the letter a long time ago?

Only Amos himself knew that he was just trying to put on the shelf of his elders.

"Senior Amos, did you come to the Flasia region for a mission?" Adding two pieces of wood to the fire, Gordon asked curiously.

"Well, a special task." Amos replied simply.

Gordon didn't ask any more questions when he heard this, the upper hunter had many tasks, and the information was inconvenient to disclose.

"What about you? Winter is coming, why do you come to the snowy mountains at such a time? ”

(End of chapter)