The last headhunter

Chapter 2 Mercenaries
If you want to survive in this god-forsaken world, you always need something.

A good giant sword, a longbow that can penetrate Yang at a hundred paces, a skill book full of advanced spells, a pair of sharp eyes, and a leg that can run.If you want to survive in the wild without these things, it is really a strenuous task.

Only by ensuring that you can survive the siege of undead monsters can you reach further places.

This is also the reason why headhunters who are not skilled in life-saving skills continue to die until it is difficult for anyone to inherit the mantle.Even if you can cross the extreme landscape covered by volcanic basins and avalanche canyons, you may lose your life under the siege of undead in the middle of the night, and you will be torn to pieces.

Therefore, a successful adventurer must have a flexible mind and superb force at the same time.

"On the other hand, I don't think you have any means to save your life."

A middle-aged knight put away his long sword and looked coldly at the out of breath boy.

"You should understand that if it wasn't for me to help you, then two or three flesh puppets would be enough to devour you. Don't you even know not to look at them?"

Shocked afterward, the young man slightly recalled the horror when he first left the village.Accompanied by a creepy howl, when the cold death shock wave hit the bone marrow, his body seemed to be frozen in the frozen air.

The gluttonous monster with a human face but filled with meat balls squirmed and crawled on the ground like that, and looked at him hysterically with pupils that had been squeezed out of the eye sockets.

This was the boy's first encounter with such a terrifying monster.His first reaction was that his mind went blank.Even when the flesh and blood puppet wanted to pounce on him and eat him, he couldn't open his legs half a step.

"No no. Me too. It's the first time I've left the village. I didn't know there were still things like that scattered outside."

"First time out on an adventure? Alone?"

He put away his sword, then looked at the dark clouded sky in the distance.

"Courage is not small. It's just that your recklessness can easily become food for the undead. In this era, everyone lives only by their ability."

"What about you? What are your skills? Who is your family?"

"My family? You mean, my parents?"

The young man was a little bewildered.From the moment he was born, he had never seen his parents. Only some seniors in the small village of Lorraine helped to take care of them.At that time, the undead were not as rampant as they are now.

"Yes. Yours, parents. Your parents will definitely scold you severely when they know that you are wasting your life like this."

Uncle Knight sighed lightly.He pointed to Lorraine, who was filled with a little cooking smoke in the distance.

"I still suggest that you go back quickly. If you are sensible, save your life, and everything is still in time."

"No. No." He lit up the ancient book in his hand. "I want to live as a legend like him. I don't want to hide for a lifetime."

"Do you know Rael? I have this copy of his book hidden in my home. I believe that even if I can't read the text, I can still"

"Master Headhunter, Reel? That's really Jiuyuan's name. But you should also know that the environment of this world is no longer suitable for headhunting work." He murmured. "However, if you have made up your mind to become a headhunter, I can help you complete this first step."

The ear-piercing screaming sound suddenly came again.The fully armed knight uncle stood still, and threw the sharp blade in his hand in a whirl, going back and forth three times to slice the puppet monster into pieces.

"This is a whirling blade, young man. There is this kind of iron for sale in the town of Oran not far from Lorraine. If you want to be a good headhunter, it will be the best first stop for you to learn."

"Oan. I saw it on the map."

The boy took out the long-worn world map of Luo'an from the package, and pointed it out precisely.

"That's where I'm going. But in fact—I don't know what I should do."

"I'll take you there. You owe me fifty loan coins for the travel expenses."

Fifty loan coins?
The young man was a little unclear about the concept of this number, so he was hurriedly dragged on the road.

To know.His relatively clean coarse cloth coat only cost one Luoan coin.

I have. How long has it been since I came out?
There are traces of incineration everywhere, withered and decayed plants, animals, and undead monsters entrenched everywhere.Although they are all at the level of one knife and two paragraphs, they are all very scary in length.The young man heard from the knight that the monsters they were facing were just the kind of inferior species that were the easiest to deal with.And the real threat to their lives is the kind of butcher-like creation that is completely distorted with flesh and blood.

They cannot be killed with ordinary swords, and can only be defeated with powerful skills and a few experienced mercenaries.And these adventurers, what they do every day is nothing more than receiving the mercenary order to hunt down the undead in the town center, bringing the evidence back and earning commissions.

"Then how many Luoan coins can you earn by killing a butcher?"

"Five hundred. Of course, that's for you to kill alone. Team assisters and so on, all have to share money. You don't have to think about it if you are a rookie who has never learned any skills."

"What about the headhunter? What is the salary of the headhunter? It shouldn't be bad, right?"

The young man looked expectantly at the wrinkled old man under the helmet.

Unexpectedly, he sighed.

"Headhunters have disappeared in the past three years. Professional guilds have no considerations or regulations on the living standards of headhunters. Who would have thought that someone would be willing to be a headhunter whose life is in danger?"

"Actually, the biggest reason for the disappearance of headhunters is that today's people no longer believe in heroes."

He sneered.

"If heroes existed, they would have appeared long ago. Natural disasters shouldn't have continued, and the source of infection should have been found. The undead should also be dead."

"Why do we have to do futile things day after day?"

Twilight cast dark circles of light one after another beside his armor.

The young man had no words to express, and could only remain silent.

"Passing through the Flame Basin is the town of Ao'an. Be careful of burning your feet."

He said helplessly like this, but suddenly his face changed drastically.

A giant in front of him suddenly climbed up from the flame basin.

Flames covered his whole body, his hands burned with blazing waves, and his head was covered with steel armor that could not be pierced by bows and arrows.

Its whole body is composed of elements, but it has a solid shape. Standing on the ground, with a body that is fully two feet high, it looks down on the two with absolute coercion.

"Fire-Lord? Here?"

"Go! Tell the people in Ao'an City. Let the mage participate in the battle!"

"What—me?"

"Yes! You! Don't you want to be a headhunter! Mage, Mage!"

The knight's voice was particularly low in the sea of ​​flames.And his roar was like a desperate prayer.But the young man understood that at this moment, the uncle had entrusted this fledgling headhunter with a key task.

Go to the city of O'an and look for the mage who can defeat the Lord of Fire.

He packed his bags, and while the monster was focusing on the knight, he rushed towards the town where the city wall could already be seen.

(End of this chapter)