Chapter 866 You Deserve to Be Punished

After realizing that Dongduoluma might be attacked again in a short time, the elder issued a series of instructions.

Including working overtime to repair the battle street, sending multiple reconnaissance teams to confirm the whereabouts of the mysterious ancient dragon, issuing an emergency declaration, requiring Dongduoluma hunters to be on standby at any time and be ready for battle, etc.

Gordon and his team's original plan was to take a short vacation or go to Yanhuo Village to see if there was anything else they needed help with, but now they had to give it up.

After all, the situation in Dongduoluma was indeed more urgent.

After leaving the Grand Elder's Palace, Anxier said he wanted to go back to his hometown to "get some things". Gordon felt that this guy was actually a little worried about his family.

The craftsman who had asked before was unclear about the situation, and the guild member who brought them to the Grand Elder's Palace was also vague.

So far, they only know two pieces of information: "The attacker is a rusty steel dragon" and "successfully repelled, no casualties in the city". It is normal for Anxier to be worried.

Well.

Three people become two people, and the nature of this is a bit different.

Gordon had originally thought that the three of them would go to the Popular Tavern to have a big meal together to reward themselves for their hard work, but now Anshil had gone home, and Pork Chop said that he was going to visit Bones and Fire Scythe of the Cat Hunting Team, and dragged Xianglan away.

Only Hayata was left by his side.

Is it not appropriate to go to the tavern with your girlfriend and eat and drink?

"How about we go home first and take a rest?" Gordon asked tentatively.

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Hayata blushed for a moment, then stared at Gordon until the latter turned away awkwardly, and then said unhappily: "There are still many things to arrange, what are you taking a rest for?"

"Uh, what is it?"

"Visit the master craftsman, learn the detailed information of the previous attack, and then see if you can meet the Dragon Craftsman through the master craftsman. It would be great if the materials of the Mantis Pavilion could be entrusted to him. And your [God of Power] sword is cracked, right? You have to repair it as soon as possible."

Hayata said a long list of things.

Gordon raised his hands to surrender, "Yes, yes, you are right, so let's go visit the master first?"

"It's time for dinner, let's go after dinner."

"Where to eat?"

"Where else can we go? The public tavern." Hayata looked puzzled.

Gordon was speechless, feeling that he had gone back to square one after a circle.

Okay, at least the food and drinks in the public tavern are of good quality and affordable.

The two came to the tavern and pushed open the heavy door.

The inside and outside of the door were like two different worlds.

The rusty steel dragon retreated, the storm stopped temporarily, and the people's livelihood and economy in East Doruma had not recovered so quickly, and the streets were somewhat depressed.

But it was different in the public tavern. Even though many people were still bandaged, it was still as lively as a festival.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard someone howling "Cheers to the big sun today!", and then a group of people raised their glasses with laughter, tons, tons, tons.

Under normal circumstances, Gordon would probably join in with a big laugh.

But at this time, his face turned black visibly, and Hayata covered her face, unable to bear to look directly at it.

Gordon, with a dark face, walked up quickly, and was about to punch the guy who took the lead in "respecting the sun" on the head.

However, someone got there before him.

A slap hit the guy on the back of the head, knocking out the drink she had just drunk.

"Don't say dirty words." The silver-haired hunter taught her a lesson in a flat tone.

"Woo——"

The girl, whose face was almost hit by the slap, rubbed her head and muttered, "I'm an adult."

"This is a quality issue, not age." The silver-haired hunter replied seriously.

As he said that, he felt something, turned his head to look at Gordon who was walking towards him, and smiled a little, "Just think of it as me educating you on behalf of your master."

"Master Gordon will not hit me for this kind of thing!" The girl said angrily.

"Hehe, that's not necessarily true."

The familiar voice behind her made Feng Ying hold her head subconsciously, "I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again!"

Gordon pulled the corner of his mouth, rubbed Feng Ying's head hard, and greeted his senior brother Julius and the pen hunters at the table.

The pen shooter Nadia smiled and made way for Gordon and Hayata to sit down.

Gordon raised his hand to call the waiter, added some wine and food, and looked at Julius, "Is it my illusion? I feel that you, senior brother, seem to be a little different?"

Julius looked at him, "What do you mean."

Gordon pointed at Julius and said to Nadia, Aiden and the spearman Will in a surprised manner: "Did you see it? This guy can actually laugh!"

Nadia chuckled, "Julius is in a good mood these days."

"Yeah." Julius actually responded.

Gordon was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Is it because of 'that' Rusty Steel Dragon?"

"I guess so. It shed its skin and returned to the snowy mountains. It should be quiet for a long time." Julius said simply.

"Can't you explain it in more detail?" Gordon complained.

Nadia smiled and said, "It's probably that Aiden did some stupid things similar to what Julius did in the battle. Julius and Senior Will successfully rescued him and finally repelled the Rusty Steel Dragon."

Aiden, a new writer, lowered his head and ate meat awkwardly.

Julius glanced at Nadia with a slight reproach, but did not avoid the topic anymore. He said softly: "It can be regarded as understanding the master's state of mind back then and untying the knot in his heart."

Back then, when he acted recklessly, his master retired from serious injury to save him. This was always a thorn in his heart and the main reason why he always looked gloomy.

Now that the knots in your mind are removed and the gloom is gone, your whole person will naturally look different.

"By the way, when did Feng Ying come?" Hayata took a sip of wine and asked curiously.

Seeing that the topic turned to herself, Feng Ying immediately started chattering.

"Four days, ah, no, I arrived five days ago. At that time, I heard from the guild that Master Gordon and Sister Hayata were out on an investigation mission. I originally wanted to follow you.

As a result, we were attacked by the Rusty Steel Dragon the next day, and I joined the battle! "

"You also joined the fight?" Gordon looked at her.

Feng Ying raised her chin, looking very excited, "How do you know?"

"Oh, yes, Thunder God Dragon and Wind God Dragon will deal with it. It's time for you to be promoted to six stars. It's normal for six-star hunters to join the ancient dragon defense battle." Gordon nodded to himself.

Feng Ying: "."

She had been waiting to show off this sentence to Master Gordon for a long time, but in the end she couldn't show it off and she was holding it in until she was internally injured.

Seeing Feng Ying's swollen mouth and aggrieved look, Gordon patted her head and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, you are very powerful, an eighteen-year-old six-star hunter, you can scare people to death. "

Will, who never spoke much, put down his knife and fork and said sincerely: "Today's young people are really

It stands to reason that as long as one can be promoted to six stars before the age of thirty, it is enough to be called outstanding. Those who are promoted before the age of twenty-five are rare geniuses.

I was promoted at the age of twenty-nine, but I had been proud for a long time. "

Gordon pointed at Julius and then at himself, "Julius and I were promoted at the same time, he was twenty-four and I was twenty-two.

Hayata was promoted last year, that is, twenty-one. "

Hayata pinched Feng Ying's cheek and said with a smile: "Since the guild was officially established, the youngest high-ranking hunter on record should be twenty years old. Feng Ying has broken the record."

Feng Ying giggled when she heard this, she just wanted to hear this.

"Oh, here it comes."

Gordon smiled and pushed a berry pie just served by the waiter in front of Feng Ying, "Although it's a little late, I still wish to congratulate you, happy birthday."