After being knocked down, the sword in front of him slashed hard, making the Snow Lion King feel a sense of fear.

It is very clear that it is not the opponent of the "little man" in front of it, and if it continues to fight, it will be itself that will die.

It does not have the arrogance of the "absolute strong" like the dragon, and the survival of the population and itself is its highest priority.

Lowering his body and head, and letting out a low roar, the Snow Lion King slowly retreated.

The two snow lions that were fighting with the foolish boy also left their opponents behind and caught up with the leader.

Seeing that Gordon had no intention of pursuing, the snow lions turned around and jumped up the cliff, "whining" and disappeared.

The boy screamed and was about to rush down the mountain road in pursuit, but was dragged back by Gordon.

"What are you going to do?" Gordon asked with a dark face.

The young man looked natural, "Of course I want to catch up and kill them!" ”

Gordon's face darkened, "Do you have a mission to defeat the snow lion tribe or hunt the snow lion king?" ”

"Nope!" The young man turned his face and looked stubborn, "But they attacked Lao Tzu first, and hunting monsters is not the duty of hunters?!" ”

Gordon was stunned when he heard this, and most of the anger in his heart disappeared.

It's not because what the boy said makes sense, but this guy's remarks are so outrageous, outrageous that Gordon confirms that this guy has no one to teach at all.

Whether it is a hunter who is collectively trained in a hunter training center in a big city, or a hunter like him, who is taught by a master and an apprentice.

They would never say anything like "hunting monsters is a hunter's duty".

The hunter's duty is to protect humans and maintain the ecology.

Although some hunters with hatred in their hearts or radical ideas scoff at these statements in their hearts, they will never yell at them.

You'll be invited to tea by the Guild Knights.

While Gordon's thoughts were scattered, the boy suddenly shortened, broke away from Gordon's hand that grabbed him by the collar of his coat, and prepared to run out in pursuit.

Gordon's forehead jumped.

Grabbing the boy by the sleeve and pulling him back, he punched him hard in the head.

Hayatta, who came over, subconsciously shrank her head, she was knocked like this by Gordon a while ago, and it hurt to death.

"Ahhh The boy rolled around in the snow with his head in his hands.

Gordon smacked his mouth, he was ruthless when he beat up a petite and weak girl like Feng Ying, well, at least when she looked petite and weak.

What's more, you're a bear child?

Sixteen or seventeen is the most impulsive age.

The beaten young man's eyes were red, and as he sat up, he subconsciously reached for the hilt of the knife behind him.

Gordon frowned and glared at him condescendingly.

Stimulated by the sharp momentum honed by fighting countless dangerous monsters, the young man stiffened and instantly came to his senses.

Even if he was born in the wild road, he knew that the hunter's weapon could only be pulled out when facing monsters, which was the absolute bottom line and iron rule.

He lay down on the ground and turned his face, even though his face was full of awkwardness, he finally squeezed out a sentence.

"I'm sorry."

On the way back to the village of Bokey, Gordon was not polite at all, and threw the boy a rope and asked him to follow him to pull the wagon, which was full of raw meat. Now it's a heavy sleigh of frozen meat.

The boy didn't say nonsense like "why" either.

After all, Gordon had just saved his life.

After communicating along the way, they learned the boy's name - Jean.

A name so common that it is hard to remember.

He was an orphan from a small, nameless village on the outskirts of the region of Phoasia.

The village has no natural hazards to rely on, and there are no powerful hunters in the village, and from time to time it will be attacked by monsters, and the villagers can't stand it and leave, and eventually the village will be abandoned.

This is a very common occurrence in remote areas.

With no family, young and nowhere to go, Jean was one of the last to leave.

In order to survive, he used a firewood knife and a logging axe as weapons to hunt docile animals such as spirit deer and mushroom pigs, and when his courage and strength increased, he also tried to hunt large wild boars.

It wasn't until the beginning of the year that his private hunting was discovered by the guild.

After understanding the reason, and considering Jean's age and the actual situation, the guild did not punish him.

An orphan, without any training, can hunt wild boars many times by himself on his own wild path.

Even if it was just the most ordinary small monster, it was enough to prove his talent.

As a result, the guild offered him the opportunity to join the Hunter Training Camp.

Who would have thought that this guy would still be disgusted, he was illiterate, and he was too lazy to learn those "useless" things, and he applied for graduation in advance before the instructors taught martial arts and hunting skills.

What is outrageous is that he really completed the assessment task for him, and he became a one-star hunter in a daze.

Next, he returned to the familiar days.

It's just that in the past, I directly hit the big wild boar to sell it for money, but now I have received the task and go to fight the big wild boar and sell it for money.

Not only can you sell meat and fur, but you also have more task rewards, and you usually take on some collection tasks or something, and you can live a good life alone.

And his set of "swordsmanship" that he figured out by fighting wild boars was also nicknamed "wild boar swordsmanship" by the people in the town.

The ridicule only lasted until last month, when Gene slammed a blue dragon king to death with the help of a boar sword, and the men shut up.

Jean was successfully promoted to a two-star hunter.

Seventeen-year-old two-star hunter.

This also made the guild staff take notice of him.

It just so happened that the village of Pokei lacked a resident hunter, and Jean grew up near the Flasia region, so he was familiar with the terrain of snow, snow, and tundra.

He himself did not object, so he was sent.

"So I came here." Jean shrugged.

Hayatta couldn't help but sigh, "What a tortuous childhood"

"Twists and turns?"

Jean had a nonchalant expression, "I can't remember anything when I was too young, but since I have the memory, I can already catch the spirit deer, and I feel quite comfortable." ”

Gordon rubbed the corners of his forehead with a little headache, "You should stay in the training camp for a long time, at least learn the basics of martial arts, it's better than groping around alone like now." ”

If someone had said that to him, Jean would have replied, "I don't need all those flashy things, wouldn't it be nice to hack monsters to death?" ”。

The man who said this was Gordon.

The scene where Gordon completely suppressed the Snow Lion King with his strength and sword skills just now left a deep impression on him.

He is reckless, he lacks knowledge, but he is not stupid.

To be honest, he also regretted it a little.

Jean stole a glance at Gordon, a little tempted to ask him for advice, but a little embarrassed to speak.

Gordon noticed Jean's gaze and knew what the guy was in, and he didn't mind taking the time to teach the junior something.

But before that, he had some questions he wanted to ask first.

"Why did you choose Taidao, is it because of some kind of obsession? Or is there something special about it. ”

Jean scratched his head, "It's not all messy, it's just that before the assessment of becoming an official hunter, I picked a random weapon that is quite handy, and I picked this one, and I have used it until now." ”

"You didn't ask me."

(End of chapter)