Ellens, Obelia continent.

New Era 1832.

Monsters are almost extinct, and the era of demon hunters has come to an end.

In 1886, outside a small town in the southwest of Obelia continent.

Hewen lowered his body, slowed his breathing, half-crouched downwind, and waited patiently.

"Wow."

The bushes made an unusual noise.

The demon hunter's pupils shrank like a feline creature, and the muscles under his skin tensed subconsciously.

call out!

The bow and arrow flew out like lightning, passing through the dense leaves, taking away the life of the target before it could react.

The brown-haired man smiled and walked steadily towards the prey that fell on the ground.

A young red deer had an arrow piercing its eye so accurately that it didn't even have time to realize that it was dead.

Hewen took out a knife from his pocket, started from the abdomen, and accurately and quickly separated the red deer's fur from its body.

The hunter picked up the red deer and its skin with one hand and walked towards the town.

"Uncle Hevin!" A blond boy about sixteen years old waved his hands at the town gate and shouted to the hunter.

Hewen smiled and shouted:

"Little Jimmy, how many times have I told you, I'm still young, don't call me uncle."

To be honest, if he didn't have a beard, he might look like he was in his twenties, but the full beard and the hair that is not often taken care of make him look like a handsome and well-maintained uncle.

Hevin handed the venison to Jimmy, and the young man took it and placed it in the car next to him.

Hewen said:

"Take this to your father and settle the bill with the previous money. I don't accept credit."

Jimmy patted the venison with his hand, squeezed it gently, and then said with a smile:

"Uncle Hewen, we are so familiar with each other. Dad will definitely not owe you money. After all, the banquet will definitely include venison and red wine."

Jimmy looked at Buckskin again and asked curiously:

"Do you need me to help you with it?"

Hewen thought for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"Forget it, I'll do it myself, and your errand fees are not cheap."

Jimmy smiled and held the handle of the car:

"Okay, then Uncle Hevin, I'll leave first."

Jimmy shook his hand again and slowly returned while humming a country tune while pushing his car.

Hewen smiled and shook his head, turned around and walked towards a two-story wooden house on the edge of the town.

The wooden house is surrounded by ash trees and shrubs. It can be clearly seen that Hevin's house is kept at a certain distance from other houses in the town.

Because the house looked rather gloomy, when he first arrived, there were even rumors in the town that he was a terrifying wizard. The house was full of human skulls, floating candles, crystal clear crystal balls and the like.

thing.

Thinking of this, Hevin couldn't help but feel a little funny. He opened the door, walked into the basement, and spread the deerskin on the table.

Hevin opened a blanket with strange symbols on its surface, lightly dipped the bison blood in the bottle with a brush, and smeared it on the deer skin wantonly.

"The ancient ancestors of Obelia used the fur and blood of beasts to attract the elves of this world, letting their power stay in the animal skins. This is the original witchcraft scroll."

Hewen took another handful of powder, sprinkled it on the half-formed scroll, and then soaked it in some odorless cyan liquid for a few seconds.

The deerskin continued to shrink, and not long after, a witchcraft scroll the size of two palms took shape.

Hewen whispered three syllables:

"Ah! Ta! Ma!"

As Hewen clenched his hands, the witchcraft scroll spontaneously burned, and a stream of green smoke was born in the flames. The smoke gently rotated in the air, and then suddenly penetrated into the brown-haired man's skin.

In the darkness, Hevin's eyes seemed to light up with a strange green light, making him look even more terrifying.

"It's still not enough. If this continues..."

Hewen paused as if remembering something, and then showed a helpless smile:

"At least I'm still alive."

Boom, boom, boom.

Subtle sounds that normal humans cannot hear reached the demon hunter's ears.

It's the main entrance.

Hewen looked at himself, and after making sure that his clothes were still neat, he walked back to the first floor and slowly opened the door.

There were three men standing outside the door, led by a middle-aged man in his forties, who was the mayor.

Behind him on the left is a tall and thin man wearing a suit, while on the right is a strong man wearing a coat.

Without exception, these two people's expressions were full of the unconscious arrogance and contempt of the elite, and they seemed to look down on Hevin, a "country" hunter, from the bottom of their hearts.

The mayor spoke first:

"Mr. Hevin, these two are detectives from the city of Aaron. They are looking for a fugitive who has committed a heinous crime and is very dangerous. I heard that you are very familiar with the environment in this area. If you don't mind, can you help us search together?"

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Hewen shook his head and said:

"I also hope to be able to help you, but I'm afraid I don't have time to track down the fugitives with you."

The mayor advised in a sincere and firm tone:

"It won't take you too much time, and that fugitive has killed many civilians. I know it's troublesome for you, but as the mayor, I can't watch the children in the town being put in danger and remain indifferent."

The tall and thin man also chimed in and said:

"We'll pay for your loss, ten pounds a day, plus a hundred pounds in advance."

Although the tall and thin man's tone was full of arrogance, his words were surprisingly polite.

Hewen raised his eyebrows. One hundred pounds was a lot of money. Even many ordinary workers in the city could not earn this amount in a year.

However, Hevin still did not intend to agree due to various reasons:

"I'm sorry, I really can't spare the time."

Even the mayor on the side couldn't help but be a little surprised. Even with his salary, which was only a little over one hundred pounds a year, Hevin was not moved at all. It seemed that he wanted to get to know this small town resident again.

The two people following behind looked at each other, and the tall and thin man nodded:

"Well, we won't disturb you anymore."

Then he said to the mayor:

"You should know someone else who you can recommend to us."

The town came to its senses and nodded quickly:

"Of course, of course. I'll take you there right now." The mayor turned to look at Hevin and said, "See you later, Mr. Hevin."

"See you later." Hewen nodded.

Hewen watched the three of them go away, and he didn't plan to close the door until they disappeared from Hewen's sight.

However, an unexpected sound came from not far from his house.

The hunter sniffed:
Chapter completed!