Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

He always acts independently, as if no one else exists, and for various reasons, people are afraid or unwilling to contact him at will.

Germain walked around the many rooms on the second floor and was not satisfied. After walking up to the third floor and avoiding the sudden attack of a huge hammer, he finally found the largest room in the mansion.

"Let's rest here tonight."

"Click", the door was locked.

He threw his backpack on the sofa and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower.

After a long time, he put on light pajamas, dried his hair with a towel, and came out of the steamy bathroom.

At this time, the door handle was twisted with a "click", the door was violently pushed open, and the door lock was naturally broken.

A muscular man walked in, with a chubby face and a carefree look.

He is also a candidate in this period - Tuomen, and is a veteran who has experienced several examinations.

Tuomen was not surprised to see someone in the most luxurious room. He originally came in to grab the room, but when he saw it was Germain, he couldn't help but frown.

Germain did not stop wiping his hair with a towel, but stared at Tuomen with his dark eyes, as if asking you what you are doing here.

"What are you doing here?" he really asked.

"I..." Tuomen wanted to back down, but his blood surged up inexplicably and he found the courage to say, "I don't want to share a room with other people. This room belongs to me, you, get out."

Takumen's thumb pointed to the corridor behind him, and the corners of his mouth turned down, looking fierce.

Germain tilted his head slightly, as if he didn't understand Tuomen's words.

"Tsk." Tuomen moved his muscles and bones, making a clicking sound, "Others are afraid of you and that pretty boy, but I'm not afraid. If you don't leave, then we will use the fairest way..."

"Bang!"

The black shadow flashed, and Tuomen flew out of the room in a whirlwind.

There was a loud noise in the corridor outside the luxurious room. The candidates nearby looked over involuntarily and saw Takumen sitting in the corridor.

His back was pressed against the wall, and the wall had cracks like spider webs. A broken wall brick fell down and hit his head, but he didn't make any move.

Then, they heard the door to the luxury room being slammed shut, and what seemed like a sound of a seat being pushed against the door.

After being quiet for a while, they came closer.

"Hey, are you okay?" Someone squatted down, looked at Tuomen funny, and reached out to help him up.

"Don't touch me!" Tuomen shouted softly, startling the other party, and then heard Tuomen explain, "Don't touch me...it's broken."

Everyone's expressions changed. Tuomen said that it was probably because a bone supporting the body's movements was broken.

And the one who broke his bones must have been Germain in the room.

They couldn't help but secretly rejoice that they were not as ungrateful as Tuomen, otherwise one of them would be left outside the corridor right now and might be paralyzed for the rest of his life.

After that, no matter how other candidates asked about the details just now, Tuomen remained silent because of his complicated mood and was unwilling to answer.

Everyone saw that there was no excitement and did not want to help the nominally "competitor" Tuomen, nor did they want to stay outside Germain's room for too long, so they dispersed one after another.

After a while, in the entire corridor covered with red carpet, only Takumon was sitting slumped against the wall.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will spend a difficult night here in pain, cold, and depression.

However, something unexpected happened.

The man who had been hiding nearby for a long time quietly appeared and stood in front of Takumen, who was unable to move.

"You...who are you?" Tuomen finally noticed the visitor. His fat face was pale and bloodless, which was caused by both pain and fear.

"I am the examiner of the second exam, Ian." The man was wearing a black butler's uniform, with sparse white hair and a serious face. "This 'Mansion with Traps' is my masterpiece."

Takumen's lips trembled and he murmured, raising his finger slightly, pointing at the door that shut out all outsiders.

"He did not break any exam rules." Ian shattered Tuomen's delusions with one sentence. "At the same time, you need to receive urgent medical treatment, so you can only withdraw from the exam."

"I……"

"Tuomen, I think I expressed it clearly enough, right?" Ian's tone became stronger.

Tuomen's fat and strong body softened, like a deflated rubber ball, and nodded: "I understand."

Ian glanced deeply at the door, squatted down slowly, his arms that looked thin and covered with age spots suddenly swelled, and he easily picked up Takumen, who looked quite heavy.

In Tuomen's surprised eyes, Ian held him in his arms and jumped down from the open window. He landed smoothly amidst Tuomen's screams, and then the two of them quickly disappeared into the vast night.

Hisoka watched this scene from the balcony of the room on the second floor, then looked upstairs and narrowed his eyes.

"What should I do? I feel like I can't bear it anymore...or should I wait until tomorrow?"

Germain didn't care about things outside that had nothing to do with him. He was wrapped in a soft quilt and had a good sleep comfortably.

During this period, there were not even disturbing dreams, until the noise woke him up.

He opened his sleepy eyes and heard the sound of "clang, clang, clang, clang" coming from the distance. He sat up in confusion and rubbed his handsome face with both hands.

After regaining consciousness, he reached out to touch the alarm clock on the bedside table. He looked at the position of the hands on the alarm clock and confirmed that it was four o'clock in the morning. He couldn't help but frown slightly.

The sound of banging metal was still heard outside, and it seemed that the purpose was to wake up the sleeping people in the entire mansion. The purpose was also very clear.

Was the third exam actually held at this time when the sun had not yet risen?

German had no choice but to stand up, yawn and go to the balcony. He saw a figure standing in the open space in front of the mansion, and people in the mansion gradually gathered in front of him.

The man was shouting something, but Germain didn't listen carefully. Instead, he went straight to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, put on his usual hunter's outfit, and walked out of the room.

It was still dark outside the mansion, with only the pale moonlight pouring over the mountains and fields like seasoning.

When he came to the open space and stood at the back of the crowd, he clearly noticed that the number of candidates had dropped sharply again.

But it was much quieter, which was to Germain's liking.

Standing in front of the crowd was a muscular man with unkempt, long blue hair. He was wearing an animal skin, with his eyes closed, and he was beating a metal tripod with an iron rod.