Monster Hunter: I can hear the monsters' thoughts

Chapter 79: Rocklark's Lecherous Merchant President

Tiao Tiao seemed a little resistant to wearing such a strange thing on his body. He always felt that this thing restricted his flexibility and was not comfortable at all.

But thinking about the fact that the leader wore armor almost all day long except for bathing, Tiao Tiao finally pinched his nose and let Lin Lin put on such an ugly set of protective gear for him. Even his walking posture looked quite weird because he was not used to it.

It was not known whether it was the effect of the crude protective gear that Lin Lin had hastily made, or the effect of the report submitted by Brave, or the blessing of the cover of darkness, but this time Lin Lin was not stopped outside the gate by the members of the Fortress Guerrillas, but returned to his luxurious cabin under their collective gaze.

After a simple tidy up, Lin Lin settled Tiao Tiao down, left Coconut Date to accompany it, and then rushed to the Rocklark Assembly Hall without stopping.

It was already late at night, and even the sky was beginning to turn pale. Normally, the signage ladies would not have been at work yet at this time, but the meeting hall was not completely dark. The guild leader with a small mustache was reading a piece of letter brought by Peregrine Falcon by the light of a lamp.

After a long time, the not-so-old dragon man put away the piece of letter paper, stretched himself, jumped down from the counter, came to a table of drunk hunters, picked up the wine jug from the table, leaned against the wall and drank by himself.

Compared to the president of the gathering place in Jieyun Village, the president with a small mustache in front of him was not that fond of drinking. He actually drank more to hide his gaze.

For example, right now, while drinking, he was gazing at the waist curve of a female hunter who was sleeping soundly on the table with lustful (crossed out) admiration. In his mind, he couldn't help but compare it with his wife's physique as strong as a blue bear, and then he sighed with melancholy.

You said he is obviously a hunter. According to the stereotype, he should have arms strong enough to run a horse, be able to kill a Yunyang deer with one punch, and have such a good figure. But his wife is obviously a businessman, how come she has become like this now?
What? This female hunter uses two swords. That's fine...

The mustache-faced president shook his head and suddenly noticed a hunter walking in from the door. He thought to himself it was strange. The sign girls were not at work at this hour. Those lying down or sitting in the meeting hall were all drunk hunters. Only those who staggered out were there. How could there be someone rushing in?
The hunter hurried in and was stunned for two seconds when he saw the dim light. Then he seemed to react and subconsciously wanted to leave. But after hesitating for a moment, he turned back, found a table to sit down, and began to doze off.

?

Is this tiredness due to having just returned from hunting?
The mustache-faced president walked over to the hunter with a wine jug and sat down opposite him, taking a look at his equipment.

The Dog Dragon Set plus Bone Weaponry was a fairly common piece of equipment. Out of ten low-star hunters here, at least three or four wore it. However, there weren't many hunters using shield axes. This weapon, developed only in the past two years, was quite complex to use and wasn't very popular. The hunters I'd seen using shield axes recently...

The mustache-faced president carefully examined the newcomer's appearance. Oh, isn't this the newcomer brought by Rachel from "Hidden Killer"? Why did he come here alone?

By the way, what's this guy's name...

President Moustache started out as a businessman and has always had a very bright mind. Even after becoming the guild president, he met more people every day and could still remember most things. He could recall them after just two seconds of thinking.

I think his name is Lin Lin...

Wait, Lin Lin?
The mustache-faced president took out the letter he had just put away and read it again. Then he looked at the hunter who was sitting in front of him and snoring softly with a look of surprise. Is it true that in just one or two months, he has grown from a rookie without even a star rating to someone who can hunt Sand Dragons?

Wow, this is incredible. No wonder Rachel brought him to Rocklark on purpose. Did she discover this kid’s talent a long time ago?

While the mustache-wearing president was thinking, Lin Lin's body weight unconsciously tilted forward, and then he hit his head on the solid wood table with a dull thud. The posture was somewhat similar to the headbutt of the earth sand dragon.

Interrupted by the sound of snoring, Lin Lin rubbed his forehead and opened his eyes. Suddenly, he found an old dragon man sitting across the table, looking at him with a smile. "Um... Mr. President?"

"Haha, there's no need to be so distant. Just call me brother."

The old dragon man had a kind face, and the words he spoke sounded as if he was not a man of hundreds of years old, but a man in his thirties or forties who was in the prime of his life.

Lin Lin curled his lips and, for the sake of the mansion, he finally called this old guy who was pretending to be young "brother".

Of course, he would let himself be called that, there is another possibility, that is, this guy is old but his heart is young, and he still has a heart that appreciates beauty like a young person.

"Hey, brother Lin Lin, the sign girls aren't at work yet at this hour. Why are you here so early?"

Being called "brother" by a centuries-old old fellow... Lin Lin rubbed his brow helplessly, "I just finished a hunt, and I was so focused on returning to submit the mission that I forgot about the time."

It must be said that the mustache-wearing president was worthy of his businessman background. He was experienced in conversation and communication, and he created a very relaxed conversation atmosphere with just a few words. Although the way this atmosphere was created was a little difficult to evaluate, it at least made Lin Lin feel that he was facing the highest manager of a city guild.

It's like this in Lockrak and Jieyun Village. Are all of you old dragon people who are the presidents so unserious?

"Oh, the poster girl won't be here for a while. Brother Lin Lin, you want to turn in the task, right? I'll help you with it!"

"Huh? Is this appropriate?"

The mustache-faced president waved his hand. "What's inappropriate about that? Or are you planning to just sit here and wait for them to get to work? I see you must be pretty tired after just finishing your hunt. You should finish your work quickly and go back to rest!"

"Well... well, I'll trouble you, Brother President."

Lin Lin was finally persuaded and handed him his hunter's notes.

Seeing the mustache-faced president grabbing his Hunter's Notes and heading towards the counter, Lin Lin quickly called out to him:

"By the way, Brother President, I didn't complete this mission alone this time. I teamed up with another hunter."

"Oh?"

The mustache-faced president flipped open Lin Lin's hunter's notes and asked, "But you're the only one registered here?"

Lin Lin spread his hands awkwardly. "That's the problem. My friend's relatives were also on that caravan. After hearing the details of the mission, they were very anxious and set off without even completing the formalities."

(End of this chapter)