The woman looked back and didn't answer his question right away. Diaphragm

Gordon had no choice but to briefly introduce himself, "I'm Gordon, the six-star greatsword. ”

"It's pork chop meow!"

The woman looked at Gordon quietly.

An unimpressed face should not be a wanted criminal.

She took a closer look at Gordon's gear again.

Dinosaur armor, although it exceeds the other party's self-proclaimed hunter level, is still within a reasonable range, exquisite craftsmanship, and is a serious workshop to create armor.

I have never seen a big sword, but the tattoo on the sword body is the mark of the equipment research and development department of the headquarters of Dongdoruma. Diaphragm

Nor does it look like a poacher.

As she watched Gordon, Gordon looked at her.

He looked about the same age as himself, maybe even a little younger, with brown skin and light hair, like the characteristics of a desert people.

Having said that, sure enough, this skin color is more compatible with the Swift Dragon armor, unlike Anhil, who has fair eyes and piercing eyes.

The woman couldn't read Gordon's thoughts, and after a moment of deliberation, she came up with a name, or code name.

"I'm an owl."

"What does 'owl' mean meow?" Pork Chop asked Gordon in a whisper. Diaphragm

"It's Fukuki Rabbit."

"Meow like this, it's a cute name." The pork chop patted her on the shoulder.

“......”

The woman who called herself an owl had the urge to refute it, but she endured it.

Gordon noticed the former's slight wavering, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, it seemed that the other party was not as emotionless as she appeared.

It should only be a habit of controlling expressions and emotions after special training, maybe the relevant cultivation has not yet arrived at home, and it will be broken by the pork chop.

After a short silence, the owl stood up silently, looked directly into the eyes of Gordon, who was two heads taller than her, and asked coldly, "What is the relationship between the recidivist 'Black Hawk' and you?" "Ahh

Gordon's brows furrowed slightly, he didn't like the other party's questioning tone, but he wouldn't raise the bar because of this little dissatisfaction.

The premise is that the identity of "Guild Night" is real.

Didn't Black Hawk pull out a real guild knight badge before?

"You've got to prove who you are, right? Miss Owl. ”

"Miss", a commonly used suffix in ordinary people, is so strange to put it behind the codename, and the owl almost didn't realize that the other party was talking to him for a while.

But how can there be a "proof of identity" in the dark night?

They are executors, or rather, executioners, not enforcers like Guild Knights. Diaphragm

There are generally only two outcomes of an execution mission, either to assassinate the target successfully, or to lose the battle and be counter-killed by the target.

To give an inappropriate example, it's like a hunter who doesn't take out a hunter's notes to prove the legitimacy of his identity before hunting a monster, right?

Seeing that the other party was confused and his eyes were empty, Gordon confirmed the identity of the other party a little.

But what happened to Black Hawk before made him feel more than a season.

He wasn't sure if revealing the process of his contact with Black Hawk and the content of the exchange would cause some trouble for Master.

After all, the identity of the acquaintance between Black Eagle and the master craftsman, or in other words, the identity of the former acquaintance, should not be able to run.

"We can neither identify each other nor trust each other, so be it, Miss Owl, my hunt is over, and the airboat that brought us is just outside the camp. Diaphragm

If you're not in a hurry, you can return to Bernard with us.

I will compile a detailed report of what happened during this mission and submit it to the village chief of Bernard Village, or the chief researcher of the Dragon Calendar Academy, and ask them to hand it over to the guild.

Then you can get the information from the official channels.

Whether it is to go back to the headquarters to obtain it, to obtain the letter, or to have someone issue a letter of certification to you, it is your business to obtain it directly from the village chief. ”

Speaking of this, Gordon paused, stared at the purple-red bruise on the owl's abdomen, and continued: "Of course, you can also go back with us and continue to do what you want.

But with all due respect, it seems to me that you don't have a good chance of succeeding in killing Black Hawk, and he should have shown mercy by kicking you away with his final kick instead of smashing your head with the Dragon-piercing Stick. ”

Gordon's words seemed to irritate the owl, and her muscles tensed for a moment, but finally took a deep breath and calmed down. Diaphragm

She really couldn't trust Gordon to just let them go, "I'll go with you to the village of Bernard and supervise you until you finish your report." ”

......

Back on the empty boat in the village of Bernard, the atmosphere was stiff.

The owl stood alone at the end of the deck, silently like a statue, and never took his eyes off Gordon, as if he feared that Gordon would suddenly fly away.

Under this undisguised gaze, Gordon could not rest well, and could only grab the pork chop and count its tail hair.

And so they had a day that could be called torturous......

After returning to Bernard, Gordon almost trotted all the way to find the village chief and the chief researcher, and with the endorsement of these two people with official backgrounds, the owl finally let him go for the time being. Diaphragm

—no longer staring after his ass.

It's like a Fukuki rabbit!

However, she still asked Gordon to complete the detailed report within a day, and at the same time borrowed the peregrine falcon from the people of the Dragon Calendar Academy, and sent a letter to the headquarters of the hunters of Dondoruma.

Through a series of actions by the owl, Gordon finally fully confirmed the identity of her guild night.

If it was a pretend, the lead researcher wouldn't have borrowed her peregrine falcon, and the owl should have proved itself to them in some way.

Back inside the hunter's cabin, Gordon slammed himself into bed.

"I'm so tired, I'd rather go to Black Hawk and fight again!" Gordon scolded for a few words, then sat up, "What about that guy, still outside?" "Ahh

Pigcho walked to the window and looked out, "It's Meow, she's standing on the fence, staring at meow." ”

"It's numb!" Gordon jumped up and closed the curtains, "Neurotic! ”

"Gordon meow......" Pork Chop looked like he wanted to say something, "It's really good for us to do this?" ”

Gordon knew what the pork chop was referring to, and he sat back on the edge of the bed, his voice lowered, "Indeed, after we drag the owl away, the Black Hawk guy should turn back and strip the dragon slaying material."

There's no doubt that Black Hawk isn't a good guy, but he's not hostile to us.

Dragon-slaying materials aren't as dangerous as Powder Rock, or the poison bags of some monsters, so that's why I say that more is better than less. ”

"Meow? No hostile meow? Pork Chop looked incredulous. Diaphragm

"Well, I didn't react until later."

Gordon sorted out his words and continued, "If Black Hawk really wanted to work against us, there were a few times before that were significantly better, like when he tried out the Jet Greatsword.

Although he had a dragon piercing stick in my hand at the time, I wouldn't use it, he slashed directly with his big sword, and we couldn't resist at all.

So I'm guessing that his purpose should just be to get the material for slaying dragons. ”

"Meow is true, but why did he attack us?" Pig Chop scratched his ears, "Didn't Gordon tell him at the time, we don't need dragon slaying materials, let him peel the meow first?" ”

"That's the point of my doubts, but then I figured it out."

Gordon glanced out the window through the gap in the curtain to make sure that the owl had not approached the room to eavesdrop, and then continued: "At that time, the owl must have been lying in ambush in the shadows, and we didn't notice it, but the black hawk found out. Diaphragm

At that time, the owl could not confirm whether we were Black Hawk's companions, so he did not act immediately.

If at that time, we will collect the materials for slaying the dragon together in a friendly manner......"

"Then we really can't tell, meow......" Pork Chop finally understood.