Blood of the Hunting God

The old hunter lowered his head, looked at the restraint belt tied to his body, and with a little force, he broke free.

I can already move...

Slowly supporting his tired body, he slowly got off the bed.

At this moment, his thinking seems to have not fully recovered, so Lei Olin just sat on the bed blankly, as if he didn't know what to do better.

Why was my previous self locked up when he was insane?

The present self, after regaining his freedom, what should he do next?

Guys like me, guys like me...

Lifting his head, his gaze moved slowly.

Slowly, he focused on the long sword standing by the wall.

The old hunter who seemed to realize something smiled, stood up slowly, and walked towards the sword.

puff-

After lying down for more than two days in a row, my legs and feet were sore and numb, and I couldn't support my body for a while.

Lei Olin fell to the ground, clutching his dizzy and painful head that hit the ground again, and slowly got up from the ground again.

[You are an old bone, you better take it easy, if you can't walk, I can consider carrying you]

Survival sat by the wall, looked at Leorin and said with a smile.

"No, I'm not that old."

The old hunter sighed, probably because he was often complained about his age and physical fitness, and he was basically immune to such words.

[If you want me to say, just replace your hands, feet, etc. with prosthetics as soon as I did. You see, this thing is very powerful to use, and it can hide things inside. It is very important for hunters to be surprised. of】

Sitting on the bed behind him, Bolin took off his prosthetic arm while talking, and showed Leo Lin the sharp knife hidden in his arm.

"Come on, with your kind of aesthetics, you're the only one who likes this thing. And you made those explosives, thanks to the fact that there is Andre in Star Town who can guarantee you, otherwise it's just because you are in the town The few times when things were blown up, I was put in a big prison and waited to be hanged."

Leo Lin, who laughed and cursed, patted the dust off his body, and sat up little by little.

A gleam of light shone through the cracks in the roof.

It shines in front of the old man, on the dusty ground, and on the

side long sword.

【Obviously I am the best chef in Xingkong Town, but these unconscionable guys only remember Elsaac】

Laiser, who was like a human bear with thick hair on his body, sat against the wall, shaking his head helplessly and said.

【After all, you don't want to join the logistics team, how can others remember you in the rotation team】

Ta Weng stood beside him, and while speaking, he put an old-fashioned earring on his ear.

"It's okay, at least I have eaten the food you made, and it tastes great."

Leo Lin turned around to look at Laiser and said with a smile, then he felt his arm being grabbed.

Turning her head, what she saw was Feisby, a somewhat short hunter, this taciturn girl who always wanted to carry forward her family's pride, at this moment, she walked to her side and helped him stand up.

【come on】

Fesby, who just said something like this, nodded and turned to leave. "

"Come on..."

Can I really keep going?

Keep working hard, keep fighting.

What is the reason for continuing?

What excuse is there to continue living?

"I killed all of you."

While sighing, the old man took a step towards the blade in front of him.

"I killed all of you."

"If you are not in the same team as me."

"If you are acting with other hunters."

"None of this will definitely happen."

"It's me who caused all this, it's my fault, it's all my fault."

The old man who muttered to himself walked up to the long sword step by step.

Reach out.

Hold the hilt.

Slowly picked up the sword.

Lei Olin lowered his head, and with the help of that ray of light, he looked at his own face reflected on the blade of the sword.

It was such a person who killed almost all his comrades in arms, but lived alone.

"What reason do I have to go on living?"

"I am a cursed person who only brings misfortune to those around me."

"If I continue to live, I will, I will...kill more people..."

Slowly, raise the long sword.

He aimed the sharp side of the blade at his throat.

squeak-

The door was pushed open again at this moment.

【How about it, Leo Lin, are you ready?This is the final hunt, the end of a true heroic epic! 】

The aggressive Veron stood at the gate, looked at Leo Lin with a loud smile and said.

"No, I..."

There is no way to answer this eternally passionate companion.

The old man lowered his head, the hand holding the sword was trembling, and he couldn't look at the man standing not far away.

【What's the matter, Leo Lin, could it be that you have been defeated by setbacks? 】

Weilong, who was holding his hands, said seriously at this moment.

[It's just this little difficulty, but it's far from the time to admit defeat, Leo Lin]

【You have come so far and fought so many battles. If you really stop here, this story will be too imperfect.】

【Don't forget, all of us are still living on you now】

With the last sentence, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the old man.

And Lei Olin raised his head blankly, as if he couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

[Don't you understand?Hahaha, sure enough, you will become stupid when you get older]

Veron shook his head, and his laughter grew louder.

【Human beings, if they stop breathing, it means death】

[What we have done will be remembered, and the traces we left will continue to remain]

[As long as there are still people who remember us, we are not really dead, we are still alive in the hearts of those who remember us]

[And the one who remembers us, remembers all of us, knows us, fought side by side with us, and finally witnessed our end, isn't it you?Leo Lin, we are all still alive, all of us are still alive on your body]

Step by step, come forward.

He stretched out his hand and put it on the old man's shoulder.

【As long as you are alive】

【All of us are still alive】

【As long as you haven't given up】

[All of us will continue to move forward with you]

Word by word, Veron watched Leorin and spoke seriously at this moment.

"...Are you guys still alive?"

The old man with a trembling voice lowered the long sword pointing at his neck bit by bit.

"I've...killed all of you..."

"It was my existence...it was me, the cursed fellow...that caused your death..."

"Are you really... still alive? You are really... still by my side...

...are you still by my side..."

In the increasingly hoarse voice, the old man slowly extended his hand forward.

Then, he was gently held by Veron.

Sulvivale smiled and shook his head, walked up and put his hand up.

Bolling moved a small bench and put his hands on it himself.

Then Fisby jumped onto the bench, stood on tiptoe and took the old man's hand.

Lesser and Taon walked up while talking and laughing, and put their hands up.

"what……"

An uncontrollable, sighing voice.

The old hunter who closed his eyes suddenly had cloudy tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes.

I feel it.

I can really feel it.

It was their touch, the touch left by their companions.

From the days when we were together, from the days when we went hand in hand with each other, the touch that still remains in my memory.

Until now, I have not forgotten this feeling that remains in the deepest part.

squeak-

He heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

Lei Olin raised his head and saw more people walking in, smiling at himself.

That is every battle he has ever fought, the comrades who have advanced together, fought side by side, and are now far away.

At this moment, they all came back to him.

They stretched out their hands together, and they touched their hands and the old man's hands together.

"Ah..."

What I remembered, those touches that seemed to have been lost far away in the memory.

I remembered again, these people who I have been tied down by, and who have been unwilling to forget.

"You are all here..."

"You... are all here..."

"So you... have been here all along..."

That's right.

Everyone is here.

Everyone is still here.