Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

"How harsh!" Asa chuckled, but did not refute.

Although he speaks without thinking and often makes people angry, he also has an advantage, which is his good temper. He doesn't take what others say to heart.

"You don't want to drink, meow?" Seabuckthorn, holding a glass of green Polygonum multiflorum wine, looked at Aolang.

The latter was staring at the wine glass in his hand in a daze. It was not until the other people looked over here that he reacted and quickly raised the glass to his mouth and took a big gulp.

"Cough cough."

The taste was completely different from what he had imagined. Under the stimulation of the unique bitterness of the beer, Orlan choked and coughed.

After coughing for a while, he looked up to meet the strange gazes of the three people and the cat, and said shyly, "This is my first time drinking."

"what?"

"No way? I started drinking with my dad when I was thirteen or fourteen, and my brother started drinking even earlier."

“Meow meow—.”

"Come to think of it, I've never seen Brother Orlan drink before." Nuri pinched his chin. "I thought you were more self-disciplined or didn't like drinking."

"My teacher didn't allow me to drink it before," Aolan explained simply. "But now it's okay. Should I drink it more often to get used to the taste as soon as possible?"

"No, no, burp—" Resha burped and waved his hand, "Liking to drink is nothing to be proud of, there's no need to specially adapt to it.

Oh, by the way, there is something I almost forgot to tell you.

The workshop owner asked me to tell you something. She said that all the workshops in the city will be very busy from this month to next. It will probably take a while before we can craft the Yellow Speed ​​Dragon King materials you sent into your equipment."

"I understand. There's no rush." ​​Orlan took another sip, trying to savor the subtle bitterness.

"The monsoon season is coming soon. The number of tourists and merchants in the city is increasing, and the annual 'Harvest Festival' is also approaching."

Chapter 33 Ancient Dragon and Target

Aolan always thought that he was quite tall.

With a height of just over 180 cm, I can’t say I’m particularly outstanding among my peers, but at least I’m at the top of the list, and I’m still growing!

But when I followed Ms. Marydan, I suddenly felt like I was back to my childhood many years ago.

The feeling of following an adult and only being able to see the back of the person in front of you is back.

"Olang boy, let me ask you, do you know 'Ancient Dragon'?"

Orlan was feeling depressed, and a sudden remark from Maridan, who was walking in front of him, made him a little uncomfortable.

"Huh?"

He had heard of this term before. If he remembered correctly, it seemed that it was Teacher Haifa who let it slip. The teacher scolded her angrily, saying that she should not say such things in public.

Out of curiosity, he asked Mr. Lamarck about this word, and the latter's reaction was even more subtle.

She sternly asked him where he heard the word. When she learned that her daughter had accidentally let it slip, she looked unhappy at her family and kept muttering that she would let the "child's mother" educate her.

He was further warned that the guild had blocked information about the ancient dragons from civilians, even ordinary hunters, and that he should not explore it if he was not strong enough. When he reached that level, the guild would let him know even if he did not want to know.

He considered himself not to be an overly curious person, so he put the matter behind him.

I didn't expect that Ms. Marydan would suddenly bring this up.

"Judging from your expression, do you know something?" Marydan stopped and turned to look at him.

"Yes." Orlan didn't hide it. "I heard Teacher Haifa mention it once. Mr. Lamarck warned me after he found out, saying I wasn't qualified to understand it."

"That brat, I'll beat her up later." Malidan muttered, then continued, "Our old man is right. According to the rules, only high-ranking hunters are qualified to know this information.

But in fact, due to various reasons, it is impossible to completely block the news. Elite hunters above three or four stars know something about it, and some of them have even participated in the battle.

Well, I won't go into too much detail. Just give you a basic idea of ​​what it is, and understand that it's a general term for monsters far more powerful than flying dragons.

"Stronger than a flying dragon?"

Olang chewed over this sentence several times, then suddenly raised his head, looked directly into Malidan's eyes and asked, "Compared to that guy?"

Marydan was stunned when she heard this. Of course she knew what Orlan was referring to.

When the nomadic village to which Orlan belonged was destroyed by a monster, she was one of the hunters who participated in the rescue. The monster left a deep impression on her.

Marydan didn't choose to fool Aolan at this time. After a moment of silence, she said, "There are many types of ancient dragons, and the strength of each individual varies greatly.

All I can say is that most of them are stronger than that guy, and some can even kill him easily."

"I understand." Ao Lang nodded and stopped asking further questions. There was no change in his expression.

This made Marydan feel a little relieved, but what she didn't know was that Oran already had some ideas in his mind.

He has always wanted to know how powerful "that guy" is and when he will be qualified to defeat it.

In this regard, the teacher was very tight-lipped and it was difficult for him to obtain any meaningful information, but Ms. Marydan's words gave him a rough comparison.

According to the guild's rules, only high-ranking hunters are qualified to learn detailed information about ancient dragons, which means that the danger level of ancient dragons is all above six stars.

If that guy's strength is compared with Gu Long, he is in the middle to lower level, that is to say, around seven stars?

Seven stars

Ms. Maridan's hunter level is eight stars, but that is more of an honorary level given to her by the guild when she retired as an old hunter with outstanding achievements.

Ms. Marydan's strength at her peak should be around seven stars.

It's far away, but at least there is a goal.

"Snapped!"

The plate-sized hand slapped the back of Aolan's head, "Damn it, you've taken the subject off track.

I'm bringing up Ancient Dragons with you for no other reason than to ask you, "How much do you know about the 'Harvest Festival' and the 'Great Desert Feast'?"

Ao Lang rubbed his head and said, "Every year during the monsoon, a huge monster emerges from the depths of the sand sea and migrates to the vicinity of Lokrak, followed closely by a large school of sand fish.

The sand fleet and the fishing fleet will set out together, the former will be responsible for repelling the monster, and the latter will focus on catching sand fish.

This has become the most important tradition of Rocklak. In order to demonstrate bravery and celebrate the harvest, Rocklak will hold a large-scale celebration, which attracts a large number of tourists and merchants every year. This is the "Harvest Festival".

The battle to repel the monster and catch the sand fish was called "The Great Desert Feast".

Wait, you mean, that giant monster from the depths of the sand sea is actually a type of ancient dragon?

Is it just because the guild blocked information related to the ancient dragon that they used the term "giant monster" to mitigate the impact? "

"Bang!"

Malidan's slap landed on Aolang's head once again, with much greater force than before. Aolang couldn't help but hold his head, half-crouched down, and after a long pause, he asked with a bit of grievance, "Did I guess wrong?"

Malidan patted the non-existent dust on her hands and said, "No, you guessed right, but I don't like children who are too smart, so I want to beat you to be a little stupid."

Aolan: “.”

"Alright, hurry up and follow me. It was just a light pat, no need to exaggerate." Malidan patted Aolan on the back again, making him stumble. "Hurry up, we're almost there."

Aolan followed the former with a painful look on his face.

Their destination was a large shipyard on the edge of the city of Lockrak.

The platform here is very low, almost level with the desert outside the city. Even large sand ships can easily move in and out between the dock and the desert.

There were many people in bright yellow sleeveless shirts busy in the dock.

Orlan knew these people; they were the most experienced sailors and chariot drivers, members of the Fortress Guerrillas, sailors from commercial vessels, and fishermen from the fishing fleet.

Before the monsoon arrives every year, these people gather together and form a sand fleet together with elite hunters.

The sand fleet is the absolute main force to stop the giant monster.

Thinking of this, Ao Lang couldn't help but look at these people with a little more respect.

At the same time, he discovered that the looks these people gave him, or more precisely, Ms. Marydan, were all different.

The younger ones were mostly confused and surprised, as if wondering: Where did this muscular old lady come from?

But those who were at least forty or fifty years old and older had a look of complete awe on their faces.

Noticing their arrival, an old man with curly hair and a curly beard came over. But before he could speak, Malidan spoke first:

"You old man, you're a few years older than me. You must be seventy this year, right? Your muscles have atrophied from lack of exercise. Why don't you retire?"

The old man's face darkened. "Leading the Sand Fleet relies on experience, not muscle. What are you doing here?"

"I want to go out with the boat group this year. Can I stretch my legs?"

Malidan bared her sharp white fangs and laughed like a tiger. "Leave the position of beating the big bronze gong to me. After all these years away from the fleet, you won't be able to find anyone who can use a hammer better than me!"

"Are you serious?" The old man looked at Marydan suspiciously.

To be honest, he was not opposed to letting Marydan come on board. Although the latter had retired for a few years, looking at her rock-like muscles, one could tell that this guy was in pretty good shape.

His strength might decline, but he was definitely not comparable to an ordinary hunter.

"Bullshit! If I really wanted to stretch my muscles, I would go find a dragon to beat for fun. Why would I eat sand with you guys?" Marydan grinned and pushed Aolan, who was following behind her, out.

"How about taking this kid with you? Consider it a favor from me!"

The old man's gaze finally fell on Aolang, his expression clearly puzzled. "Your son? No, I remember you had a daughter."

A grandson? The ages don't quite match. So you really rushed to have another one earlier? Your family member must have worked so hard.

The veins on Marydan's forehead were throbbing. "Do you really want to die?"

Chapter 34 Unexpected acquaintance

Aolan looked at the old man speechlessly.

He could tell that the other party was just joking, but he had to admit that the fact that he dared to make such a joke in front of Ms. Marydan only showed that their relationship was indeed good.

Otherwise, given Ms. Marydan's violent temper, she should be taken to the clinic.

Seeing that Marydan had clenched his fists, the old man decisively changed the subject, "This kid looks quite young, is he an adult?"

Aolan bowed to the old man and introduced himself briefly: "Hello, my name is Aolan, a two-star hunter, currently a member of the Fortress Guerrilla Force."

Malidan also put aside his burning anger. "This kid is considered one of our juniors. He just turned seventeen a few months ago, and he's already a two-star! Impressive, isn't he?"

"Indeed, it's impressive." The old man twisted his curly beard, "A two-star hunter, as a hunter, you've already met the minimum standard to join the fleet.

As a member of the Fortress Guerrilla Force, he should have no shortage of combat experience.

He can even make you lose face and do a favor. I don't think you are the kind of person who is ungrateful and disobeys orders.

No problem, I can let him join the fleet temporarily and participate in this "feast".

But let me be clear: the crew of the Mineyama Maru has already been determined. Forget about the little guy; he'll have to join the other small sand boats."

After hearing this, Marydan raised her eyebrows, but didn't say anything more.

Although he had a good relationship with the old man in front of him, after all, the other party was the captain of the Saudi fleet. Continuing to bargain would undermine his dignity as a leader.

The reason she introduced Orlan into the fleet was to allow him to hone his will and broaden his horizons. Now that the goal had been achieved, there was no need to ask for more.

"I've left that guy here with me. You can take care of him and use him as you like. This little guy is quite tough, so you can train him as you like.

"I'll treat you to a drink after the feast!" Without staying in the dock of the Saudi fleet for long, Malidan waved his hand and left, leaving Aolan alone to face the old man.

The captain stared into Orlan's eyes for a while. Out of respect and courtesy for his elders, Orlan lowered his gaze slightly, but did not look away.

The two of them stared at each other for a while.

"Not bad, boy." The captain suddenly smiled and tilted his head towards Orlan. "Come with me, I'll show you around."

Orlan nodded and followed the captain silently.

Along the way, people would greet or salute the old man from time to time, and it was obvious that his prestige in the Saudi fleet was indeed very high.

The two of them came to a slipway where a large ship with a strange shape was parked.

In terms of size, this ship is actually not particularly large. Orlan has seen sand fishing boats that are similar to this one, or even longer.

But the two give people completely different feelings.

Unlike those fishing boats, passenger ships or cargo ships, this large sand ship named "Fengshan Maru" is a real dragon-beating boat.

The concept of the so-called dragon boat is more common in port cities.

In order to resist the attacks of large sea monsters such as sea dragons, some ships specially built to deal with monsters are built.