Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

The two looked at each other and walked over.

"Have you completed the review process for hunting the Tailhammer Dragon?" Orlan didn't like beating around the bush and asked right away.

Miss Noah opened her mouth and said awkwardly, "It's not about that, but I encountered some trouble with the review.

The tail hammer dragons living in several hunting grounds close to Metabetat were all quite gentle, had no record of hurting people, and their numbers were balanced with the environment, so they did not pass the review.

so……"

So, I don't have to hunt the Tailhammer Dragon anymore? Orlan thought excitedly.

"So I sent the mission request to a place a little further away. In the southernmost part of the dense forest, near the Ruins Plain, there seems to be a Tail Hammer Dragon that broke into the village, devoured the wooden houses, and caused casualties.

If it's that guy, the guild should approve the hunt. If everything goes well, the return slip should arrive in two days, and then you can take the mission and set off!" Miss Noah said with her hands on her hips, in a tone of seeking credit.

"...Thank you so much." Orlan laughed dryly.

The southernmost part of the dense forest, near the Ruins Plain? You call that farther away? Why don't you just send the application directly to Barubare?

"You're welcome! This is what we should do!" Miss Noah puffed out her chest proudly.

Seeing that the topic had strayed off track and couldn't be brought back, the little poster girl, Lillian, raised her hand, "It's a letter! Sister Noah asked you to come here because of a letter! There's a letter from Miss Muti!"

"It should be sent by Sister Fu Fu!" Upon hearing this, Muti happily took the letter from Lillian, opened the envelope and read it carefully.

Ao Lang had to put aside his depression for the time being and asked, "What does the letter say?"

Previously, they wanted Fu Fu to help introduce some shooters who were suitable for cooperation, so Muti wrote a letter and sent it to them. The reply letter should be about this matter.

"It is said that there is a shooter active in Giovadreo. It sounds great!" Muti looked a little excited and handed the letter sent by Fu Fu directly to Olang.

Olang took a quick look at the letter. Since it was sent by carrier pigeon, the content was relatively concise and clear.

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Humph, I have a wide network of contacts, a four-star shooter, right?

I happen to know someone like her. Her name is Muxiang. She has excellent skills and a good personality. She can use both light and heavy crossbows. She is currently based in Giovadreo.

I heard from Muxiang that she doesn't have a fixed team and Giovadreo is not her hometown. You should have a chance if you invite her.

Also, she's a hunter from Flame Village and is great at making sweets. If you get a chance, be sure to try the rabbit dumplings she makes. She learned how to make them from her teacher, and they're super delicious! (`)

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Aolan: “.”

He had reason to suspect that Muti thought it was good because he saw the last sentence.

"what? What?"

The poster girl's president also came closer with shining eyes. "Are you talking about the search for a teammate for the shooter? Since Metabetate couldn't find anyone suitable, you planned to recruit from other cities?"

Orlan folded the letter and put it away, leaning back to get away from this guy.

Noah didn't care about Orlan's slightly rude behavior at all. At this moment, she just wanted to hug these two young men and kiss them!

He has huge potential and is diligent in completing tasks. If there is no difficult task that he "likes", he will go to attract business for the guild and even help poach people from guilds in other cities!

How can there be such a great person in the world!

"Giovadreo? I'll arrange a round-trip airship for you! When you meet that archer, tell her that we can offer anything the guild over there can, and we can also offer anything they can't!

I tell you, it's not that I'm being dishonest. From ancient times to the present, the three cities of Dondorma, Metabettat and Giovadreo have always been the most important and prosperous cities on the inland sea coast.

After the disaster that year, Giovadreo absorbed a lot of talents from our side, which is how he surpassed us in one fell swoop!

Our hunter training camp isn't complete yet, and Giovadreo is the closest major city. Young people who aspire to become hunters can only go there to study, and many are intercepted by the guild leader using despicable means."

From her initial enthusiasm to her later gnashing of teeth, Miss Noah became more and more angry as she spoke.

Orlan rolled his eyes and didn't believe the guy's nonsense.

When the city of Metabetat was destroyed, it was impossible to organize everyone to stay and rebuild it. The ruins could not support so many people. Some refugees would definitely be sent to relatively close cities such as Dondoruma and Giovadreo.

After Metabetat was gradually rebuilt, many people chose to return home, but there were also many people who got used to the new environment and did not want to return to this sad place.

There's also the matter of the training camp. The framework of the Metabetat Guild was just recently established, and there aren't many experienced hunters who can lead newcomers. It's understandable that some novice hunters choose to stay there. It can't be called a despicable act, right?

Of course, someone whose main job is a poster girl and whose side job is the head of a guild would not think so.

Among the three cities in the inner sea, there is no need to think about East Dorma, as it is the headquarters of the guild and the center of the continent. Its size in all aspects is not comparable to Metabetat.

But Giovadreo is different. Metabetat relied on the dense forest resources and developed even better than the former. It only fell into decline after encountering a disaster more than ten years ago.

Therefore, the person she disliked the most was the president of the Giovadreo Guild. She regarded him as her mortal enemy and naturally disliked him in every way.

"In short, dig boldly! Our Metabetat Guild will always be your strongest backing!" Miss Noah leaned forward and patted their shoulders to emphasize.

Orlan glanced at her sideways, "Maybe we should choose to stay in Giovadreo with that side?"

Noah choked upon hearing this, "That can't be! Honestly, this place is much better than that! It's close to the dense forest, rich in resources, and the air is fresh!"

Unlike over there, it is built on the continental bridge and is almost in the volcanic area. When Mount Tirion erupts, it might even cause ash to fall. There are a lot of ships coming and going all day long, and the clanging sound of the fog bells is so noisy!

The same goes for the facilities in the meeting hall.”

"Okay, it was just a joke." Orlan interrupted the ambassador's long speech. "We won't be leaving here anytime soon, but we can't say for sure about the future."

Miss Noah forced a sweet and ingratiating smile on her face. She was becoming more and more reluctant to let these two people leave.

How about asking the municipal government to grant them a piece of land to build a house? I heard that after humans have real estate, they no longer want to run around.

Of course, Orlan couldn't guess what this guy was thinking. "Anyway, we'll give it a try. Does what you said before about arranging an airship still count?"

"It counts! Of course it counts! When are you planning to leave? Tonight? Tomorrow morning?"

Orlan turned around and discussed with Muti, "Let's go tonight. The straight-line distance from here to Giovadreo isn't too far. If we set out in the evening, we should arrive before noon tomorrow."

"No problem!" Noah excitedly gave a thumbs up, "I'll also help you keep an eye on the review progress, and try to complete all the procedures before you come back with the new people!

Then you can take that new person with you to hunt Tailthrax and deepen your relationship!"

Ao Lang was silent for a moment, then said quietly, "Rather than deepening our relationship, don't you think the risk of disbanding right here is greater?"

ps.

Chapter 191 Giovadreau

Unlike Metabettat, which is surrounded by dense forests on three sides and faces the sea only on one side, Giovadreo is a typical maritime city.

It sits on the land bridge that separates the Inland Sea from the Wadley Sea.

The Giovadreo people spent more than a hundred years using chisels and hammers to dig through the land bridge bit by bit and open a canal connecting the inland sea and the open sea.

(There is no strait on the official map, so a canal must be dug.)

The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants took the shade.

This canal has now become the most critical hub connecting the Old World's maritime trade and transportation. Even goods shipped out to sea from the port of East Doruma must pass through here.

Countless cargo ships travel back and forth every day, and the taxes collected from the canal alone are enough to support the prosperity of the city.

Looking down from the sky, the merchant ships lined up waiting to pass through the canal and the continuous sails are a special sight that can only be seen here.

The airship slowly landed on the dock beside the canal.

Two people and two cats came down from the airship one after another. The moment Muti stepped on the gangway, the solid wooden ladder board inlaid with iron sheets made a "creaking" sound under the heavy load, as if it would break in the next second.

Frightened, Muti quickly jumped over the gangway and landed on the ground.

Orlan curled his lips. The fully armed Muti weighed more than 300 kilograms. Compared with the heavy Rock Dragon suit and the steel-made defense team's gun, this guy's weight seemed just a fraction.

After asking someone for directions, the group headed straight for the local gathering place.

They didn't plan to stay long in Jicheng this time. If they could successfully meet the archer and convince her to join them in hunting the Tail Hammer Dragon, they should be able to leave before dark.

As for whether they would say goodbye after that, become friends who often cooperated in hunting, or become fixed teammates like him and Muti, it all depended on their compatibility during the process of getting along and hunting.

Along the way, Muti's steel combat boots made a "clacking" sound as they stepped on the cobblestone road. Passers-by consciously moved to the sides, fearing that they would be run over by this "human-shaped beast".

Thanks to the Rock Dragon suit, Muti looks very intimidating when fully armed, especially when he's wearing a helmet like now with a ferocious fishball squatting on his shoulder.

But as soon as he took off the helmet, his aura immediately dropped drastically. The delicate little head in the middle of the exaggerated shoulder armor looked a bit funny no matter how you looked at it.

In order to avoid being squeezed into the crowd, Orlan also wore a helmet like Muti, which also had the effect of attracting everyone's attention.

But unlike Muti's oppressive image, his blue-black armor that looks like a scorpion spirit easily gives people the first impression that he is not a good person.

And so we arrived at the meeting place.

In terms of building scale, the gathering hall here is indeed not as big as the one in Metabetat, and the facilities are not as new, but the number of hunters in the gathering hall is more than double, and it is very lively.

It was inappropriate to wear helmets at this time, so the two took off their helmets and hung them around their waists, then walked towards the task counter.

In the short distance of less than twenty meters, many people looked at them with curiosity and inquiry, looking at these two young and unfamiliar faces.

At the same time, the two ladies behind the mission counter also looked over.

One of them was very young, about twenty years old, wearing a poster girl uniform, and was obviously the poster girl here.

The age of the other one was difficult to judge. Her long, pointed ears revealed her identity as a dragon person. She looked to be in her twenties or thirties, but her actual age was probably at least twice that.

The lady has light brown skin and light golden wavy hair. She is wearing a long robe that is full of ethnic style and slightly revealing, outlining her curvy body lines. Coupled with the mole at the corner of her mouth, she looks very charming.

Orlan couldn't help but look at the dragon lady a few more times, and Muti's eyes moved back and forth between Orlan and the lady.

Then he leaned close to Aolan's ear and whispered, "His skin and hair color are very similar to yours. And that robe he's wearing is also in the desert ethnic style, right? Are you from the same hometown?"

Aolan withdrew his gaze from the triangular pattern on the edge of the dragon lady's robe and whispered, "They are from the desert area and must be a very ancient ethnic group.

In the past, the elders of the Dragon People in the tribe also had similar patterns on their clothes. It is said that they came from the traditional style of Xiqi Country.

The two of them arrived at the quest counter. The young receptionist folded her hands in front of her, smiling warmly. "Welcome to the Giovadreau Hunters' Gathering. How can I help you?"

Before Orlan could explain his purpose, the dragon lady spoke first, but she did not speak the standard common language, but the language of desert nomads.

That's a more traditional greeting.

Aolan was stunned when he heard this, then he pressed his palm against his chest and responded in the same language.

The originally vague polite smile on the dragon lady's face became obviously more sincere. Under the curious gaze of the poster girl and Muti, the two chatted for a few more words.

"Sorry." As if finally realizing that this was not polite to Orlan's companions, the dragon lady switched back to the common language, "It's been a long time since I met a fellow countryman who can speak nomadic language. I'm a little out of control.

I am the president of the Giovadreau Guild, and you may address me as Ms. Safar."

Seabuckthorn leaned on the counter and asked curiously, "Are you also a sign girl here?"

The dragon lady named Safar was stunned for a moment, then rubbed Seabuckthorn's little head in understanding, "No, I just came to the counter to confirm some matters.

You guys are from Metabetat, right? Is that Noah still working as a poster girl? "

"Yes, meow." Seabuckthorn blinked, "I've always been curious, meow. Is Miss Noah really only twenty years old, meow?"

Safar stretched out his slender fingers and flicked Seabuckthorn's ears. "I can't tell you, little cat. It's very rude to ask a woman's real age."

Seabuckthorn nodded vigorously. "I see. I understand now. Twenty years old is really a lie!"

Safar's smile remained unchanged, and he was also a sinister person.

Aolan reluctantly picked up the sea buckthorn and placed it behind him. "Madam, we came here to look for someone. Do you know a shooter named 'Muxiang'?"

"Four-star Hunter, Miss Muxiang? Of course I know her." Safar did not pretend not to know because they were suspected of being here to poach talent, but said:

"She often goes to the estuary when she's relaxing. You can ask around. It shouldn't be difficult to find her."

Muti blinked. "Relaxing at the estuary? Fishing?"

"Not really." Safar said with a smile, "Giovadreo's canal crosses the land bridge, connecting the inland sea and the ocean. It's not just ships that pass through here, monsters from the ocean often appear as well.

Therefore, the Dock Merchants Guild hired hunters to take turns guarding the estuary. Miss Muxiang would often go there, staring blankly at the sea. When a monster appeared and attacked the merchant ships, she would fight it off.

"He seems like a very laid-back person." Muti nodded.

"Not entirely, but Miss Muxiang is indeed a very suitable person to be a companion. She is capable, kind, and responsible.

She just hasn't joined a specific hunting group, perhaps because she enjoys the feeling of independence."

For the sake of their fellow countryman, Safar said a few words to Orlando.

"I understand. Thank you very much." Orlan made a gesture to Safar, a gesture used by desert nomads to express gratitude.

The latter's words made him feel more at ease. Regardless of whether they would form a long-term team in the future, there shouldn't be any problem with temporary cooperation.

"Let's go to the estuary and look for Miss Muxiang."