Gordon wanted to keep things simple, but the brigade commander clearly didn't want it.

He didn't even mean to ask the village chief of Dabi, so he directly changed the topic and pulled the latter to talk enthusiastically about bringing things and sending letters.

Even, the head of the regiment emphasized that he did not owe favors to people in this matter, nor did he need money and goods, he should make a friend, and the village chief could explain everything in the letter sent back.

As for how to get the answer he wanted from the monk, it was his own business.

Gordon knew that this might also be a strategy to retreat, and as long as the attitude was sincere enough, he could always gain some initial favor.

If you remove the sugar-coated cannonballs from the cannonballs, you will only have to take two steps back if you are hit in the face by a cannonball with candy as big as a cannonball?

The brigade commander and the village chief of Big Nose called for stronger wine and began the second round of "mature men".

Gordon had no interest in getting involved, and after the business was done, he took his leave and left the tavern.

At night, Gangba Village is very quiet, and no one can see it on the village road, unlike those big cities, and there is the so-called "nightlife".

In such pioneer villages, there are often only two options for evening activities, go home for a night's sleep, or go to the tavern for a drink or two.

But not everyone likes to drink.

Gordon walked slowly.

Autumn is the season of frequent monsoons, Jiangbo Village is located by the sea, the night wind is relatively strong, whirring, with the moisture of the sea water blowing on the body is not very comfortable, but it can blow away the smell of alcohol.

Gordon didn't want to go back to sleep in the Isana's cramped cabin for the time being, so he wandered along the village road.

This purposeless stroll relaxes the mind.

When he came back to his senses, he was very close to the dense forest at the edge of the village, and the road stretched deep into the dense forest, leading into the invisible darkness.

"This fence doesn't look like it can stop a large monster, is it the hunters stationed in the village who have swept the nearby dense forest too clean?" Gordon muttered, and prepared to go back.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked in the direction of the forest.

He heard some movement, but he didn't feel nervous.

Even though he didn't carry a weapon at this time, the armor was worn daily, and it was difficult for ordinary monsters to pose a threat to him.

What's more, it doesn't sound like a monster.

A moment later, a figure appeared at the end of the road.

The man was not tall, more than one hundred and seventy centimeters, with a well-proportioned physique, carrying a huge package on the back of his shoulder, walking slowly, obviously tired.

Noticing the huge figure in front of him, he was obviously stunned, and subconsciously reached for the hilt of his sword, but when he vaguely confirmed that it was a person standing there through the moonlight, he stopped moving.

"Rosie?" He shouted tentatively.

The tallest man in the village was his fellow swordsman, but the man in front of him seemed to be even taller and stronger than Rosie.

"Hmm"

Gordon realized he was in the way and got out of the way.

The two looked at each other curiously, and after a few seconds, Gordon spoke first: "You're Keogh, right, the village chief mentioned you, I'm Gordon, a passing hunter." ”

"I'm Keogh, hello, Mr. Gordon." Keogh was a very polite young man, and he reached out and shook Gordon's hand.

Gordon was thinking about whether it was time for him to leave, but Keogh suddenly opened his mouth and invited, "Mr. Gordon, do you want to come to my house to sit?" ”

As if reacting to his invitation, Keo scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Ah, sorry, I'm sorry, I almost forgot that it was so late, ahaha"

From this hunter whose youthful spirit has not yet completely faded, Gordon saw some shadows of his past, he thought about it, and said with a smile: "It just so happens that I am also a little thirsty, so I should go and ask for a cup of tea to drink." ”

"Ah, good!" Keogh looked happy.

Carrying the heavy package behind him, Keogh quickened his steps and led Gordon to the house where he lived.

Gordon sat down at the only table, lit the lamp, and laid down the package and weapon, and Keoh hurried to make water and tea.

Gordon looked around by the light.

This is a typical hunter's hut, about twenty or thirty square meters, not spacious, not inside and outside, but the walls, roof, doors and windows are very well-trimmed, and no wind and rain can leak in.

Jiangbo Village is a typical pioneer village, and as a resident hunter, Keo estimates a lot of tasks on weekdays, but I am afraid that he does not have the time and carpentry skills to serve this small house.

It should be the help of the people in the village.

After boiling the wood and boiling the water, Keogh found that the tea leaves at home were already moldy, and he wanted to run out to borrow some from other people's houses, but was stopped by Gordon.

"Don't bother, just drink some water." Gordon said with a laugh.

He didn't really come to drink that cup of tea

Keogh looked a little cramped, Gordon gestured for him to sit down, and took the initiative to start the topic, "When I first debuted, I also considered coming to Jiangbo Village, which had just been established at that time.

If we had come back then, we would have known each other a long time ago. ”

At the beginning of Gordon, Keoh, who was not introverted, quickly opened up the conversation.

A rebellious boy of fifteen or sixteen years old left the Dongdoruma Hunter Training Camp with his own words, took his deceased father's water dragon double knife, and ran recklessly to Jiangbo Village.

Even with a good level of weapon, he couldn't even beat the Great Boar and the Blue Speed Dragon at the beginning.

Later, with the help of a light crossbowman named Kut Ez, he gradually filled in the missing foundation, gradually growing and maturing.

"Kut Iz, haha, it's that guy, he's your master." Gordon knew him, a hunter of Dondoruma, a very good crossbowman, and a knight of the guild.

"Mr. Coot Aze won't let me call him Master." Keogh scratched his head.

"That guy's personality is indeed a bit awkward." Gordon commented casually.

Keogh asked curiously, "Is Mr. Gordon and Cotze's familiar?" ”

"I'm not very familiar with him, he and my senior brother are both guild knights, so we've met a few times."

"That's it"

Looking at Keoh's slightly hesitant appearance, Gordon couldn't help but smile, he could roughly guess what the other party was hesitating.

I guess I want to ask myself, how to get stronger or something?

The experiences of the two men are somewhat similar, both left their hometown when they were teenagers, he went from a small mountain village to a big city, and Keogh is the opposite.

When I came to a new environment, I fell into confusion, and I was taken care of by my predecessors and gradually grew up.

And then there's the bottleneck.

When he first arrived at Dondoruma, he was actually in a similar mood to Keoh, and the results of the four-star hunter were very good among his peers, but how could he go further?

I don't understand, I don't know.

At that time, I just met Feng Ying, and in Feng Ying's eyes, I may be mature, strong and full of confidence, but is this really the case?

As the core move of the Great Sword Maker, the strong charge slash is a hard work out of the drunken Great Sword Maker's predecessors in the tavern, and then constantly fighting monsters.

It's impossible to learn from the real accumulation slash.

It wasn't until I met the master that I finally ushered in the opportunity of explosive growth, transformed accumulation into strength, and jumped to the upper level in just half a year.

In Gordon's opinion, Keogh is clearly at this stage as well.

At this time, he went out to travel, looking for his own transformation opportunity, which was the most suitable choice.

But he, apparently, was in bondage.

The word bondage may not sound good, but in other words, it is - the bond of human affection.

(End of chapter)