Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 50 Transshipment?gold?
After a period of careful inspection, the owner of the workshop raised his head with a strange expression, and he asked hesitantly, "Young man, what star hunter are you?"

Gordon was startled when he heard the words, but he still replied honestly: "Two stars."

The workshop owner's expression suddenly became even weirder.

"The metal smelting and forging process of this explosive knife is well done, and the internal structure is also strong enough. It can be seen that it has been used for a while, and there are no major problems overall.

However, there are traces of high-temperature burns on the sword body. The breath of the big monster bird can't reach this level of high temperature, and the impact force is not so strong. It looks like a fire dragon. Have you used it to block the fire dragon's breath? "

Gordon's eyes widened in surprise when he heard this, can you tell?
"It did help me block the breath of the male fire dragon, otherwise I should have been killed at that time." Gordon replied truthfully.

The owner of the workshop opened his mouth, but finally swallowed the complaint - so why did you, a two-star hunter, go to provoke the dragon? ?

"The problem with the hook claw is also quite serious. It should have been impacted by some kind of huge force. The hook blade was deformed and the internal mechanism was dislocated, so it got stuck.

To be honest, I really didn't understand this battle damage. Judging from the crack marks on the hook blade, what collided with it should be some kind of blunt weapon with a small size, but the force is quite amazing.

Not like the claws of monsters, the fangs of the big wild boar king?But the teeth of that thing are not in this shape either?
Wait, you won't be fighting with any hunter, will you?Fucking a bug stick may cause similar marks. If you really do such a stupid thing, I will beat you up, old man, huh? "

The boss of the workshop raised his fist, his expression was unkind, he hated this kind of behavior of harming weapons indiscriminately.

Gordon quickly waved his hand, this blame can not be reckless, no matter the conflict or playfulness, no matter what the reason is, it is a very serious crime for a hunter to point a weapon at a human being.

"No, no, I wouldn't do that kind of thing. It's the king of the strange-faced clan. I fought with the king of the strange-faced clan. He smashed the explosive knife like this with a bone scepter."

"Cough, cough cough. The king of the strange face clan."

The old dragon man choked on the tobacco leaves in his mouth. After coughing for a while, he yelled angrily: "It's the fire dragon and the king of the strange face clan. Can you find some normal monsters as opponents, a two-star little hunter?" ?!

Even if you can stand it yourself, can your weapons and armor stand it? ! "

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Gordon shrank his neck, and after the old man who valued equipment more than people vented, he justified a little bit aggrievedly: "It was all accidental."

The owner of the workshop choked when he heard the words. Seeing that Gordon didn't seem to be lying, his wrinkled face twitched fiercely, and said angrily: "Then you are really lucky, remember to find a temple later. Ask for a transfer amulet to try."

Hearing the topic of "luck" from the owner of the workshop, Gordon suddenly remembered something. He put his hand into the back of his bag, groped for a while, and took out a copper-yellow ancient coin.

It was the exotic ancient coin that Hayata gave him.

"What is this? Your amulet?" A familiar female voice came from behind.

Gordon subconsciously turned his head to look, and found that the person who came was actually the light crossbow envoy Osura.

"It's you, Ohshura."

"Ok?"

"Cough, Senior Ushula." Gordon changed his address with a dry smile, and then continued: "This is a gift from a very lucky friend, who said he would share the good luck with me."

"Oh? Boy friend and girl friend?"

".female."

"Oh! Girlfriend? A token of love? Who is it? Is it a hunter? I know all the hunters in Minagarde!" Ohhura became interested in an instant, and asked one after another.

Gordon said helplessly: "Ordinary friend I just met, Senior Usura, please stop talking nonsense."

"Stop bluffing me, ordinary friend? This stuff doesn't look cheap, tsk tsk, good luck for you, tsk tsk."

Just when Gordon was unable to resist Ursula's continuous teasing, the owner of the workshop suddenly said, "Young man, can you show me that coin?"

"Please!"

Gordon, who finally found the opportunity to escape the questioning, quickly turned to the owner of the workshop, and handed over the exotic gold coin to the latter.

The calloused thumb rubbed the ancient coin for a while, and the old dragon raised his head and said: "Very good ancient coin, it looks like a relic from the last era, probably from the ruins of the ancient city of Shulet.

The smelting process of this alloy has been lost, I am very interested, I offer 6000z, do you guys want to sell it? "

Apparently, Ursula, who was quite familiar with the owner of the workshop, immediately put her hands on her hips, and said angrily, "Hey! You incomprehensible old man, what a fool! Didn't you hear Gordon say that this is a token of love?"

Then she turned her head to stare at Gordon with a sullen expression, as if as long as the latter dared to say "sell", she would dare to curse.

In her opinion, even if the precious transshipment gold coin given by the girl is not a token of love, it must be a gift full of heart.

It would be too much to resell for money!
Although Ursula's opinion was not within the scope of Gordon's consideration, he still resolutely declined the workshop owner's purchase request.

On the one hand, he is not short of money at this time, so naturally he would not do such an eye-catching thing as reselling gifts from friends.

On the other hand, since Hayata found exotic ancient coins and pure crystals in the bags full of garbage of the Qimian tribe one after another, he began to believe in metaphysics.

There must be such things as luck and the chosen one!
He also pointed at this gold coin for transshipment, what are you selling it for?
Although the owner of the workshop was reluctant to buy, he still handed the ancient coins back, saying, "Although the coins made of this alloy will not rust, they still need maintenance.

The dirt on it is strangely hard, remember to take it back and scrape it well, it’s a good old coin, it’s a pity that it’s so black. "

Oh Shula also chimed in, "That's right, wash it well, I see there is a small hole in it, you can find a stronger leather rope and hang it around your neck later.

Let me tell you, the closer you wear a talisman and the longer you wear it, the more effective it will be! "

Gordon answered one by one helplessly, he had somewhat forgotten how the topic turned to this exotic gold coin.

Anyway, back to the topic first, Gordon cleared his throat, looked at the workshop owner and asked, "So, can my Explosive Knife be repaired, and how much will it cost?"

The owner of the workshop glanced at the explosive knife at hand, and said casually: "Of course, it's not a big problem. Repair the hook claw alone at 500z. If you need a comprehensive maintenance of the internal structure and blade, add 300z, which is 800z."

"Let's repair and maintain it." Gordon paid the fee happily and didn't ask for a receipt. The other party opened such a large workshop not far from the Hunter's Gathering, so it doesn't even have this bit of integrity.

"Pick it up at noon tomorrow."

After the owner of the workshop said a time to pick up the goods, he looked at Oshula, "What are you doing here, girl?"

(End of this chapter)