[Comprehensive Manga Master Hunter] The villain girl's whitewashing plan

Books are different in every world, with different characters, languages, cultures, and values. For example, some areas with low technological development may still use bamboo leaves and slices to make simple books, while some areas have already It can be bound with soft sheepskin, and even the cover is bound with brass or sapphire, and the shiny silver lines can be seen when the spine is stood up.

Therefore, if you want to understand the development level of a world, you can know by reading their books and content.

At this moment, the dark blue book cover placed on the wooden table by the young man was made of fabric, with an unknown golden flower painted in the middle, the calyx at the end of the petals turned into a straight line running through the cover, and a small letter was engraved on the lower right corner. A large string of unintelligible text.

Well, she is illiterate now.

Before the boy showed up, the girl secretly flipped through a few pages, and quickly came to a conclusion——the paper is of good quality, in the mechanical age, with neat typefaces and color pictures. This is probably an academic book about national geology and geography. There is a contour line representation.

Mu Chuanyu lowered his arms, sighed, and silently rested his chin on the surface of the wooden table to let himself go.

The young man leaning against the door also stopped his arms, stood still, and quickly scanned the people in the room with his appreciative eyes—the clothes were normal, no forced incident occurred, there were wounds, but they were not serious, and he should have escaped in time.There is no jewelry on the whole body, and he was wearing ordinary shirts and trousers before. He is of average economic level and has no makeup. He is about thirteen or fourteen years old, and his physical skills are very poor. All in all, he is not in danger for the time being.

Although she had never seen this girl in the small town of Lanka in Warsaw before, from her description, she might have come from the forest. After all, that was the border of the Republic of Aluka.

But those eyes...

She lowered her face, her petite ears protruding from the dark hair, and the intersection of her cheeks and neck outlined a hazy arc, with an unsuspecting look.It's just that in this completely relaxed state, the other party's half-closed eyelashes cover the radiant crimson eyes. That color is very similar to the eyes that change when the Kuruta tribe is emotional.

Therefore, the actions he didn't intend to respond to were all shaken by seeing the eyes of the man in the stream, creating the illusion of splitting time and space.It was like seeing myself back then.

"you……"

The black-haired girl raised her face when she heard the sound, and looked suspiciously at the boy standing at the door, and tilted her head in confusion: "Why..."

There was a sudden silence on both sides.

What a beauty.

Mu Chuanyu couldn't help sighing, I didn't look carefully before, the blond boy's ears were still wearing small red rhombus earrings, one on the left and one on the left, the material is probably very good, shining in the sun.The facial features can't be wrong, the most brilliant is the blue eyes, which are crystal clear and at the same time exude a wisdom and calmness that does not match his age, and because of the drowning incident just now, he is only wearing a new white shirt, which matches her body. There are no textures on the same piece, very simple.

Boys who can look good in white shirts are all potential stocks.

He inappropriately recalled what happened 10 minutes ago, and then silently blushed his earlobes. He rarely showed a slightly dazed youthful expression, and said unnaturally: "I'm Kurapika, I'm sorry just now..."

The pronunciation of curapica tends to be Japanese. It is safe to speculate that people here have no surnames and only monosyllable names, but it is also possible that the other party has concealed it, or the syllable of the surname is behind.

Then.

"It's okay, thank you for your clothes." She pointed to the shirt on her body, and followed his words, "My name is Mu Chuan, isn't it a strange name?"

"Indeed, is there any moral?"

You can be sure that people here don't put the surname first.

"It's the name given by the person who adopted me, and some people will call it Kinokawa, but whatever, it doesn't matter."

The girl held her chin with one hand, moved her eyes to the stained glass by the window sill, and began to talk nonsense seriously: "Our family has been slaughtered because of our faces and eyes, maybe we want to keep them. Make masks, goug out eyes and soak them, or sell people as slaves, and when I get home, everyone will be dead."

I don't know if it's because her narration was too impassioned and provocative, or if she was seen through by the other party as nonsense, in short, the presence of his gaze is too strong to be ignored.

Mu Chuan's brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about choosing a suitable rounding method.Maybe it was the setting that scared him.

"I'm sorry." He suddenly said in a low voice, his breath was unsteady, as if he was trying to calm down his emotions, and he repeated, "I'm sorry to ask you this question..."

Did you like this story? !It's too confusing. She was startled and thought that Mu Chuan Huyou Yui's skills were not as good as before, and suddenly she had the illusion of deceiving the feelings of a kind and pure boy.

"I want to send him to hell with my own hands. Revenge is my goal in life."

Turning this page after a brief summary, the black-haired girl suddenly fell silent for a few moments while she was talking, she dismissed some disgusting images in her mind without a trace, and blinked: "Don't mention these, I can ask you to something?"

"What's the matter?" Returning to reality from memories, the overlapping life experiences made the young man trance mixed with unknown pain.He didn't directly agree.

"Can you teach me this world... can you teach me the common language of the mainland?"

"Text? Have you never learned it?"

Very good, the common language is bingo√

Sure enough, there are. Just looking at the contour map, it is a combination of islands and the entire continent, so it is not difficult to see that people in this world mainly live on land. No matter how many ethnic groups and languages ​​there are, there must be a common language among them. .

"Our family mainly uses a kind of written records called Hiragana Kataka, which is what I know. I have never formally studied Common Language, but I learn things very quickly. If it is not difficult, I promise not to exceed today! "Miss Wei continued to babble.

What a ruthless man.

Kurapika thought silently in his heart, his eyes shifted from the girl's face to her feet on the floor tiles, the wound on her ankle was dry, and the dark red blood started to scab: "I just went to the town to buy Shoes, you can't keep your feet bare...will you bandage them?"

"Yes, thank you."

After receiving the white sneakers, gauze and medicine, she bent down with ease and began to wrap her ankles round and round, wrapping up the pinholes and the parts that were strangled by the chains... It was always the first thing she did when she first arrived in a certain world. The first priority is to learn characters first and get rid of illiteracy!

"What do you think is the most powerful profession?" Probing.

"Occupation? It must be a hunter."

A hunter?Probably not, judging by the tone, it may be the most extensive career or the most convenient and greatest identity in the world, just like a ninja.

"I think so too." She nodded, "Then what kind of hunter do you like?"

"I plan to take the hunter's license exam next year and become a bounty hunter." The young man replied carelessly. He opened the drawer of the wooden table and rummaged for a while, "What about you?"

"My words... go to earn money for training first, and then think about the following things."

Hunter's license, bounty hunter.

Secretly remembering these two nouns, Mu Chuanyu cut off the gauze, put on the shoes, jumped on the spot to show that he was well adapted, then grinned and gave the other party a thumbs up: "Perfect."

It might be because of this harmless smile and the girl's face that people can't refuse. Kurapika didn't think in other directions at all, and he didn't know that she carried a buff that doubled her favorability. There was something wrong with me, and I felt a subtle trance.The smile on the corner of his mouth is mostly due to unconsciousness, and he inadvertently let a simple smile flow from his heart. This smile has not yet restrained, but he happened to find the picture album in the drawer like rain in time, and slid out a more moderate sentence from his throat: " This is the book I used to learn the common language when I was a child, I will give it to you first."

Gentle people are always connected.

I don’t remember where I saw this sentence: Spring should love someone secretly, and summer should elope with him; autumn should miss someone, and winter should bury him.

When she saw this sentence back then, she laughed, laughing at herself that she really eloped with someone in the summer, and then she was corrected by the other party righteously, saying that elopement is not a risk, but a big adventure to freedom, which can gain fame, wealth and victory, and never It would be boring... So I was kidnapped stupidly.

"Kurapika, you are so kind, it's easy to be crushed by girls like this, you must be super lucky—" Holding the album, the black-haired girl's thin and pretty side face with a sharp outline is under the shadow of the sun behind her, Under the shadow of hair that covers the ears and flows down to the shoulders, it looks quiet and misty.

She lowered her eyes, as if remembering some happy scene, she couldn't help laughing: "Gentle boys are very likable."

He froze for a moment, turned his face away unnaturally: "Stop talking nonsense."

"Don't be shy."

"I do not have!"

Yes, gentle and brilliant boys are very dazzling, they will attract people around them like moths to a flame, if they don't hit the south wall and don't look back, they will lose everything in the fire.

"Meek people usually don't end well."