Unable to repay my student loans, I had no choice but to work part-time as a demon hunter.

Chapter 85 I Want a Horse

Martin wrote down 9 Knight Road on the form, his handwriting neat and clear.

Gordon looked at him and suddenly remembered a question he should have asked a long time ago.

"Speaking of the strength rating system for professional hunters—how exactly is it tested?"

"Rely on standard procedures."

"They're not going to just throw people into a room and let them beat up bricks, walls, or the whole building, are they?"

"more than."

"That sounds very advanced."

"No. I mean the bricks have standardized materials and sizes. We need to make sure the hunters are physically fit enough, not that the bricks are of poor quality."

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"Don't underestimate it. Whether you can't break a brick, break a brick with one hit, or break a brick with a charged attack, whether you break a brick, shatter it, or reduce it to dust, these are all important standards for measuring a hunter's strength. The same applies to the damage to walls, houses, and even streets," Martin said earnestly.

"What about domains? Some domains can't destroy bricks."

"Domains, including phenomena developed by other source materials, are two different things from destruction levels. Those with medical, tracking, and perception abilities may not necessarily be able to destroy bricks, but each has its uses. Generally speaking, source material manifestation abilities are divided into six levels, which are further divided into upper, middle, and lower levels."

"Sixth tier? I only know about self, force field, and domain. What's above that?"

"You don't have the necessary authority. All you need to know is that hunters of rank four and above are either fighting for the great cause of the Empire or dedicated to disrupting the peace under Logris's rule."

"Then why did you tell me there are six levels?"

"Because there are indeed six."

Gordon really wanted to elbow Martin to see who was harder, him or a brick.

In any case, after obtaining this simple but practical standard, Gordon immediately began to position everyone.

At first, he was just a Tier 1 player who could make his reactions faster. But now, he can probably be considered a Tier 2 lower level player. He can hear strings over a large area, recognize strings to track and connect, and manipulate flow to interfere with a rain curtain.

Once the current capabilities are fully developed, it should be able to reach the middle or upper level of the second order, depending on whether a few shortcomings can be addressed.

To move up further, you need to find a way to carve out your own niche.

Vera is normally at the upper level of the second tier, but once she starts fighting for her life, she will move into the lower level of the third tier.

Gray possesses well-rounded abilities, top-tier equipment, and a mature domain, clearly placing him at the upper tier of Tier 3. The Crocodile Man might be slightly less capable, perhaps at the middle tier of Tier 3.

"The actual situation is very complex," Martin added. "Equipment, skill, intelligence, and restraint are all very important. In addition, you must remind every ability user you encounter that damaging Imperial public facilities will result in fines."

"What if I destroy it myself?"

"The crime is compounded."

Next, the conversation turned to Green Shade Mansion.

Martin used his still-functioning left hand to take out a stack of files.

"Shireen Paisley has submitted a considerable amount of evidence and key intelligence over the past ten days. Our current evidence is sufficient to investigate the peripheral properties of Green Mansion, detain some people, and summon their employees."

Gordon flipped through Shirley's report; she hadn't drawn any grand conclusions, but she had presented a lot of compelling evidence.

Then, Martin produced another list, which consisted of 23 abnormal reactants that Gordon had identified on the day of the final report meeting.

"—Six of them are members of the Logris Underwater Heritage Archaeology Society, where Olivia used to work. But most of them come from all walks of life and have nothing to do with water. You could say we had no reason to group them together before you found them."

Gordon read carefully and found that there were notes after their names saying that they were "in the process of being transferred".

Where are they going?

"It's uncertain. But our investigation revealed that these people are selling off their assets, laying off employees, and some have even sent farewell letters to their relatives, acting as if they are leaving Lundnim. Upon closer inspection, we found that five people have vanished without a trace, with no record of leaving the country."

Gordon thought for a moment.

They are saying goodbye to the past, but not leaving the city.

Rundnium has a complex hydrological system beneath its surface, as well as a legendary gateway to the "Sea of ​​Sinking Stars".

They used to say that going ashore was a long misunderstanding, but now it seems the misunderstanding is about to be cleared up. For humans, leaving means taking a car. For fish-men, leaving might simply mean diving deep into some place.

"Where's the Crocodile Man? I found a set of keys on him; Shirin should have delivered them by now."

"Yes, one of the keys belongs to a chain apartment in the North District. We checked there a few hours ago and finally found a door that could be opened. The room is registered under the name of an actress who admitted to having a close relationship with 'Kroger the Crocodile'."

"Orc enthusiast".

She claimed he had a heart of gold.

"All I know is that his heart is heavy, but I'm not sure if it's made of gold."

"In short, she refused to accept the news of Kroger's death and accused the agency of killing their future."

"Don't tell me it's a litter of baby crocodiles."

Martin didn't answer, so that's probably it.

He pulled out a notebook filled with lines of names, all of them victims of drowning.

"—We found this assassination list in that room. Your name was second to last."

"So they're still willing to write something down. Who's the last one?"

Martin pushed the notebook forward. Gordon glanced down at the names of the tragically killed, saw himself, and then—

Ningning.

The two overlapping syllables sound somewhat melodious, like a little girl's nickname, which seems out of place on this death list.

"Do you remember?"

"No." Gordon knew nothing about it. "But there must be intelligence in Green Manor. When are we going to attack Green Manor? Olivia is definitely moving around like the others."

"We're mobilizing manpower right away; that's not a place that ordinary patrol officers can handle."

"You'd better hurry, she might have already returned to the Great Pineapple in the deep sea."

"I have absolutely no idea what that is."

"It's best not to know."

Then, Gordon thought of what he could exchange for with his minor achievements.

Based on the supply depot, he discovered that Xiaogongye could exchange for all sorts of items, licenses, and special supplies.

Thinking of his recent back-and-forth travels and the countless smells of alcohol and stench in the post stations and carriages, Gao Deng made up his mind.

"Now tell me what I'm going to exchange for my little achievement—I want a horse."

"Can you ride?"

"Someone can teach me."

"You usually ride in a horse-drawn carriage and don't seem to have any objections."

"The carriages were prepared for women and the wounded."

"————" Martin didn't know where Gordon had heard this nonsense, but he felt like he had heard it somewhere before.

"Are there any special horses, specifically for investigators? They have to be top-quality. If they're just ordinary horses, I can buy them myself."

"---Yes, we do have specially trained horses that are not afraid of facing demons. They are tall, brave, and will fight for you when necessary."

"Very good, very good."

"After being transferred from the Imperial Military Horse Farm, you will be stored in the stable closest to No. 9 Knight Road. As before, you can retrieve it by presenting your badge."

Gordon was very satisfied; the Empire was about to provide him with a fast horse.

Time is very important. With a horse, he can make up for the time wasted waiting for the carriage.

"Is it safe there now? I don't want to go back and find a bunch of fishmen knocking on my door."

"It's safe for now; we have manpower nearby. Furthermore, once that place is officially registered as a Tier 3 professional hunter's office, the agency will record it as a hunter's place of practice. Attacking a professional hunter's office and attacking a private residence are two different levels of incidents."

Gordon understood. Blowing up Knight Road No. 9 would have no cost, but blowing up the Carteret Demon Hunter Agency would be a provocation against the Empire's authority.

"Then I hope you can transfer people faster." He stood up.

"There's one more thing."

Gordon instantly thought of more than a dozen ways to refuse voluntary labor. From being busy with studies to the recurrence of old injuries.

"I knew the Empire wouldn't let me go so easily."

He then saw two Prudential Bank checks, which Martin pushed over onto the table with his left hand.

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