New book, background view of steampunk + hawker + Cthulhu.

The owl clock on the wall was croaking, and Marin sat up from the bed, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning illuminated the small attic through the window and gauze.

The fourteen-year-old boy listened to the noise on the street, which was unique to the south city of Carter Fort. The civilians bargained for a few cents. Carriages passed through the streets, and the splashed sewage was occasionally exchanged for high-pitched curses.

The boy patted his face, got out of bed, took off his nightgown, and changed into casual clothes.

Carter Fort is in summer, the hottest season of the year. If it weren't for class, Marin hoped that he could enter the municipal library. The library card he earned for three yuan would not have to worry about the hot sun all month long. After all, the library has a temperature control array and the small attic does not.

It’s a pity that ideals are one thing, reality is another.

Why do you have to attend classes? In this world where there are no calculus and ninth grade mathematics is still teaching addition, subtraction, multiplication and division... Forget it, knowledge is not as cheap as it seems. It is good for public schools to teach these. Those formulas and magic circles are only available in private colleges.

Knowledge is a expensive thing that costs money.

Pushing open the door and walking down the stairs, Marin noticed his father sitting at the long table.

Of course, he is a cheap father. Although he has almost forgotten his parents' appearance, he is definitely not the one-eyed elderly person in front of him.

But he is also a relative who cannot be exchanged for real money.

"Father." Marin walked aside, picked up the kettle, and poured himself a glass of water.

"Good morning, Marin, happy birthday." The cheap old father said with a smile. Because of a battle in his early years, his vocal cords were damaged, so he sounded like a night owl.

Whether laughing or scolding, they are all headaches.

"Thank you." Marin turned his head and saw his cheap father take out two items from his bag.

A revolver, a civilized stick.

"Come on, boy, as a descendant of a demon hunter, I think you need this." The cheap father raised his eyebrows. He looked at the surprise and excitement on Marin's face, and the satisfied smile, and finally opened his mouth: "When you are so old, I already have four beautiful girls. Don't embarrass me, do you know?"

"But the crooked melons and jujubes in the school really make people uninterested." Putting down the cup and kettle in his hand, Marin walked to the bed, and he picked up the revolver: "It's so beautiful, it's a Southern 1422 revolver. Father, this is not cheap. Is it really for me?"

"Yes, this is the basic operation of the demon hunter. Only the demon hunter who can make money can survive. The rest either quit or starve to death." His cheap father replied: "I heard Maya say you like this gun, so I ordered one for you."

"Thank you, dad." Marin turned the bullet nest and pushed it out: "No bullet?"

"Learning to make money and buy bullets by yourself is the first step to becoming a man, boy." Facing Marin's question, his cheap master replied.

"It seems I need to deliver newspapers, father." Marin smiled and put down the revolver in his hand, then watched his cheap father hand over the civilized stick.

"Using it, I asked you to deliver newspapers to cultivate your independence, not to buy a blessing bullet of fifteen yuan per day with the two cents you earn every day."

Marin took the Civilization Stick, and then he noticed the small button on the rod's head: "This is..." He pressed the button, and the Civilization Stick 'break' opened, and the blade body popped out of it, reflecting Marin's gray pupils and surprise.

"I have taught you how to use it since I was a child. Now, it's time for you to learn and apply it. Do you need me to help you choose your opponent?"

"No, Haiyan needs to learn to fight against the storm." And back to the insurance pin of the sword, Marin smiled and supported himself with it: "How about it, like a gentleman?"

"It's more like a little bastard. Put your gun away and I'm going to go out for a long time." As a demon hunter, going out for a long time is a normal action.

Marin nodded: "Where is Maya."

"She is still young. I'm not going out to see the world, so she lives better with you and take good care of her, do you know?" The middle-aged man stood up, he looked at his adopted son, and Marin nodded with a serious face.

"The promise between men, is it?"

“Yes, a promise between men.”

……………………

Tick.

Water fell on the stone slab.

Standing under the street light, Marin turned his head and looked behind him. In the darkness that was not illuminated by the street lights, there seemed to be red dots swimming.

The boy sniffed. As a city near the sea, Carter Fort City can feel the smell of the sea all year round, but this time, the boy felt that he was a little too close to the sea.

The civilization stick in his hand pointed at the stone slabs that formed the street under his feet.

There was a deep breath echoing in the alley.

The boy took out his pocket watch from his arms. This was a birthday gift chosen by his sister Maya for her brother. The expensive silver chain and the silver watch case that carefully polished the house emblem, and the words engraved by his sister on it.

Giving it to my brother.

It is really a symbol of respect for brothers, friends and sisters... As for the owner, it is better to forget it.

The gasp sounded louder and closer.

Turning around and letting the tentacles thrust, Marin, holding the stick, whipped heavily on the malice that was rushing towards him with the symbol of civilization in his hand. Amid the screams, he stepped sideways, held the stick in his left hand, and pressed the button with his right hand, and pulled out the sword of the sword made of silver-filled Oriel steel hammered from it.

The tentacles were swept around, and while Malin used the body of the staff as a shield to wrap the tentacles, the sword body of his right hand had pierced into the inhuman head in front of him.

"You picked the wrong opponent, prey."

After whispering in the ear of this inhuman monster with tentacles, Marin pulled out the body of the staff from the tentacles, and gently tapped the head of the inhuman creature with the staff. While pushing it away, he also pulled out the sword body from its head.

Taking two steps back, he shook off the black blood from the sword body, Marin lowered his head and used the sword to pick an ear from the head of the corpse.

This is an ear worth ten dollars.

Then he lowered his body and took out a wallet from the inhuman's pocket.

This is a genuine leather wallet worth twenty yuan.

There are two ten yuan, one five yuan, and six five cent coins inside.

The shoulder bag on its waist was pulled apart, and two collections of poems were taken out by Marin.

After reading, the whole chapter of love and love, spirit and desire, tears and separation.

The middle class, Bourgeois is sick-free, art is really the most standard object of being corrupted by the whispers of evil gods.

However, with the artistic inspiration shown by this person in himself, it was really useless to transform him.

A bad thing.

Standing up, Malin walked into the darkness between the street lights and the street lights with his cane again.

There was silver light flashing in the dark, there were wailing monsters, and there was also the dull sound of revolver firing.

When Marin appeared in the area of ​​the street lights again, there was an inhuman head in his hand.

Looking at the bright night sky north of the city, Marin pursed his mouth. It seemed that no one could sleep in Fort Carter tonight.

He wants to go home early because his sister Maya is still at home.
Chapter completed!