Demon Hunter: I became a god in the demon hunting world

"Didn't we agree to split it equally? You saved my life and took the spoils. You deserve it. Besides, didn't you kill two chickens for me?"

"But I always feel..."

"Oh, Dad, don't say anything. Eat quickly, or I'll eat all the chicken."

"You bastard."

Benyan laughed and scolded his baby, and then started chatting again while eating.

Dick also learned that Benyan was an old bachelor.

Because his wife died when giving birth to George, he had been chopping wood to raise his children for these years.

"By the way, Benyan..."

After a while, Dick, who felt full, reminded again: "You'd better be careful these days, because it is said that the Cato people have come to the nearby villages.

"In Odinburg, there are walls guarding the city, which can keep you safe. If you go out of the city to chop wood, you may encounter the remnants of the Cato soldiers."

"I know, thank you for your reminder, Dick. "

Benyan was a little drunk at this time. He was happy in his heart. He thought he was going to die, but unexpectedly, his most beloved son found a demon hunter to save him and made a little extra money.

How could he not make this woodcutter who lived a hard life happy?

Seeing that Benyan agreed to this, Dick felt relieved.

Then he said goodbye to the two and returned to his residence.

Although he only got 45 energy points that day, he also got other alchemical materials.

Thinking of this, Dick felt that he seemed a little greedy.

45 energy points were already a lot. Maybe he was getting more and more Feeling anxious, right? Broom witch, demon hunter assessment...

And there is actually a better seal to deal with the petrified chicken snake, that is the fire seal.

Because the petrified chicken snake is covered with bird feathers, it is most afraid of burning by flames.

That is to say, I need to master this seal quickly, maybe I will encounter a monster that is afraid of fire someday.

Dick did it as he said, sitting cross-legged on the bed. At this time, the blood vessels on his face that were bulging due to the toxicity of the potion have all disappeared, and his body has scabs. The wounds are no longer painful, but just a little itchy.

It is estimated that he can continue to accept demon hunting commissions tomorrow, and the most important thing now is to master Fire Seal.

After a while, he found the record of Fire Seal in the demon hunting notes.

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Near midnight, Dick closed the notes and rubbed his temples tiredly, but his expression was satisfied, because the panel gave a prompt:

[Seal] - Fire Seal (Novice Level).

Then he snapped his right fingers, and a small cluster of flames surged between two fingers.

But in just a few seconds, the flame disappeared.

Dick felt a little helpless:

The power of the novice-level Fire Seal is too small, and it can only be used to light a bonfire or oil lamp.

I should hurry up and save some energy points , upgrade it.

Without thinking any more, Dick got up and took off his armor. Looking at the broken armor, he knew that his most important task tomorrow was to find a blacksmith to sew and melt the armor again.

After hanging the armor on the weapon rack, he went out to the courtyard and took a shower with clean water. After feeling refreshed, he fell exhausted on the bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, after Dick finished washing, he went to the market to eat in high spirits.

When passing by, these vendors did not collectively silence when Dick walked to each stall as in the past. Instead, they greeted him: "Morning, Master Dick!"

"Morning!" Dick also responded.

"Master Dick comes so early every day, I guess he is going to hunt monsters again?"

"Yes, I have this plan. "

The demon hunter naturally knew the reason for the change in the attitudes of these vendors, thanks to the propaganda of the woodcutter yesterday and his own changes in the past few days.

In fact, he didn't care about the attitudes of these people, but if a person could live in a more harmonious atmosphere, wouldn't his mood become better?

A few minutes later, he came to the breakfast stall. When the vendor saw him, he smiled and greeted him enthusiastically: "Master Dick, let's do it as usual, a buttered bread and a fried pork chop?"

Dick nodded, and then sat down at random.

After a while, he finished the meal like a whirlwind and handed a few copper coins to the vendor.

Then, Dick asked: "Boss, do you know where to find a blacksmith in Odinburg?"

"I'm not a boss. By the way, do you want to repair the light armor that was damaged after the battle with the monster yesterday? Can that light armor really withstand the monster's attack?" The vendor asked curiously.

"It still has a certain effect. "

Dick responded. He knew that the boss was also in the crowd yesterday, so he naturally knew about the battle between him and the woodcutter and the petrified chicken snake.

Then, the vendor pointed to one end of the market, "At the end of this market, turn left and there is an alley.

"When you go there, you will hear the sound of iron hammering at the end of the alley. You will find the dwarf blacksmith. He has superb skills. We usually go to him for anything.

"As for the armor repair, he should be able to do it."

"Thank you very much."

"You are polite. Come back tomorrow."

"Well, okay."

Dick thanked the boss and walked in the direction he pointed.

A moment later, he came to the entrance of the alley.

Sure enough, in the depths of the alley, he heard the crisp sound of iron hammering.

Following the sound, he found a blacksmith shop without a door.

There was a sign on the beam outside the shop without a door, which read: "Zeus's products must be top-quality."

There were three dwarves inside, and two of them were busy doing something.

The leading dwarf was naked, revealing his strong muscles, sweating all over, holding a huge hammer in his right hand, and a weapon embryo in his left hand, constantly hammering on the iron furnace.

Dick coughed lightly, "Excuse me, can you repair the damaged light armor here?"

The dwarf blacksmith seemed not to hear Dick's voice, and continued to concentrate on hammering the weapon embryo in his hand.

After a while, he showed a satisfied smile on his face and put the weapon that had become a blade into the cold water beside him.

Then he put the weapon on the workbench and raised his head to look at Dick.

As soon as he raised his head, the smile on his face disappeared, and he became alert and cautious instead.

He said in a rough voice: "Aren't you the evil demon hunter Dick?

"You like to bully people from Odinburg on weekdays. Now you come to me, do you still want to bully me?

"I tell you, it's not that easy for you to bully me. I have a backer. My cousin is the boss of the Long River City Machete Gang."