The Divine Hunter Chapter 6: Lesson 1

The sky opened a gray curtain, and dawn had not yet broken.

The sleeping boy was awakened by a sharp and sudden whistle.

The new acquaintance Carl yesterday rushed into the room and urged the sleepy Monty to leave the warm and soft bed.

Putting on a brand new set of clothes next to his bed, made of wool, burlap and animal skins, slightly bigger than him.

Put on a pair of sturdy brown leather ankle boots.

The two came to the flat yard of Gawain's house.

There was already a muscular bald man waiting in the center. His amber pupils glanced at the two of them emotionlessly and solemnly declared.

"Let's get started!"

……

The terrifying cold wind blew to death, and Monty shivered while mechanically following the bald man in the center of the yard.

Lunges stretch the hamstrings of the thighs and calves, stretch the back, chest and waist, and mobilize the neck and ankle joints.

For a long time, Monty's most frequent activity every day was to escape, slipping from one place to another.

I haven’t done any similar normative activities for a long time.

After a while, I was covered in sweat.

"Little Monty, relax your neck and straighten your back. Don't hunch your back like an old man when you are young. Otherwise, no little girl will look after you in the future." The hot palm of the bald man touched him With a gentle pressure on his spine, as if magic was injected into him, Monty immediately made a standard movement involuntarily.

After almost a quarter of an hour of preparatory exercises.

Monty's thin body was covered in sweat, but his sleepiness was gone.

The bald man strangely gave him a choice.

"The next activity is up to you, whether you want to run a few laps around the yard...or train with Carl."

"It's all voluntary." He emphasized.

"Mr. Leisuo...what's the difference between the two sports?" Monty asked boldly.

Although the bald man could not see any expression, and his wild eyes looked a little intimidating under the dim sky, his gentle tone was inexplicably convincing.

"The first type of regular exercise is to exercise your body, make you strong and healthy, and keep you away from diseases." Leisuo explained patiently, "The second type is the introductory training of the demon hunter apprentice..."

"It makes you sharper...to better avoid danger and launch counterattacks...but it is much more difficult than the former!" Lei Suo said meaningfully, "Don't be anxious, think carefully, and choose differently. Your future courses, and even Your destiny will be completely different."

Monty couldn't understand the witcher's unpredictable words, so he just thought about it briefly.

Under the temptation of Karl's big sparkling eyes, he decisively chose the second option.

When he first arrived, his instinct led him to follow the advice of his friends.

The witcher breathed a sigh of relief.

The three of them came to a row of wooden piles in the south of the yard.

Monty and Carl walked around the gaps between the pillars, like little mice being chased by a hungry big cat and trying to find their way into the corner.

Keep turning and circling, from the first stake to the last, and back again.

The difficulty is much higher than simple running. In just ten minutes, Monty's bony chest heaved violently like a broken bellows, and his clothes were soaked with sweat for the second time.

But Karl was at ease throughout the whole process and his speed was at least twice as fast as his.

He also gave a considerate reminder that you can give up at any time.

This actually aroused the strong ambition in the young people. They are obviously eight years old, why can Carl complete the task easily, but he can't? !

Monty ran around the post angrily for another twenty minutes.

Until I put my hands on my knees and gasped for air, my whole body felt weak, and sweat dripped down my chin and wet the ground.

But the bald man looked at it and nodded. This guy has poor physical fitness, but his will is still strong. It's not in vain that he wandered the streets alone for so long.

Physique can be replenished through exercise and potions. If you are weak-willed and a born coward, it will be much more troublesome to turn around!

Monty rested for ten minutes and began to perform the third strange exercise. He stood on one foot, with his spine and neck straight, and his hands clasped in front of his chest.

Lift the other leg and place the sole of the foot on the knee side of the standing leg.

Like a rooster standing on its legs.

The most critical point is that Monty must close his eyes to adjust his limbs.

According to the bald man, running in different directions exercises speed and reaction, while closing eyes and one foot independently exercises balance ability, which is suitable for children like them whose bones and muscles have not yet been fully developed.

Monty couldn't maintain his balance at all. He only lasted five seconds on his first attempt. He swayed hurriedly, and his skinny body was like a bamboo pole broken by the strong wind. He almost fell down.

But he was not discouraged at all... Karl, who was traveling with him, stood on a tall plum blossom pile doing the same exercise like a show off.

Close your eyes tightly, your face is calm, and your body is as steady as a stone statue.

To his horror, Karl quickly increased the difficulty and jumped flexibly on the plum blossom piles.

Jumping from one wooden pile to another, mixed with difficult turning movements.

While jumping, he twisted his wrist and swung a training sword smoothly, with a graceful posture like an elk crossing a jungle ravine.

Monty is so jealous!

The second and third time, he gritted his teeth and tried for half an hour.

I was finally able to stand on one foot while staggering for twenty seconds.

At this time, an hour and a half has passed since the morning exercise.

…

The bald man collapsed to the ground, and the boy with a red face nodded.

"Okay, boy, your performance is barely adequate for a newcomer!" The bald man's voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, as if everything he did was ordinary. "But I didn't complain once from beginning to end, so I'm a little man!"

"Gurgling..." The corners of Monty's eyes were sore, but he covered his growling stomach in embarrassment.

"Today's exercise has come to an end, are you hungry?"

Karl led him into the room.

A burst of meaty aroma hit my face.

Monty swallowed and stood stiffly on the spot, like a stunted sapling struck by lightning!

He couldn't believe his eyes!

A table of sumptuous food that has been prepared is placed in front of you: potato stew, baked bread, fresh crabs and lobsters caught from the estuary of Nuocheng...

A strange fat cook sat on a stool at the door, her smile as warm as if she was looking at her nephew.

The broth last night was already a delicacy to him, and now this meal is simply a gift from the eternal fire!

No...he no longer believes in eternal fire. This meal is a gift from Gawain's house!

"We, can we have breakfast?" he asked tremblingly.

Most people in Nuo City usually only eat two meals a day, a main meal at noon and a small meal at night.

This is a well-established rule, and of course it is also to save the cost of living.

"Demon hunters don't have so many rules. They eat when they are hungry. How can they withstand a lot of training without supplementing enough nutrition?" Karl wiped the sweat from his forehead and skillfully filled a large bowl with more food. Broth of basil leaves and peppers, turnips, radishes, potatoes.

It came with a piece of bread soaked in rich soup and handed it to Monty with a smile.

"You're welcome...the teacher said that we are young and our bodies need to develop, so we must not go hungry!"

Monty took the big bowl, but did not devour it immediately like yesterday. He mumbled and asked, "Why are you so nice to me? I have nothing, I am still a fool, I don't understand anything, I can't even beg for food on the street. Disliked by beggars."

Even the orphanage run by Eternal Fire on Temple Island in Nuo City provides far less food and accommodation than the inconspicuous Gawain's home in the woods on the outskirts!

The witcher brought him back from the brink of death.

Then treat him warmly like a family member.

What is the purpose?

"Monty, don't you understand? After joining Gawain's House, we are family..." Carl said again according to the teacher's instructions, "A family should love each other and help each other."

Family?

Monty had a small mouth, revealing a pair of baby teeth with shockingly large gaps. His blue eyes flashed with tears and fell into a sluggish state.

Happiness comes too suddenly.

Since his parents died, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he heard this word.

"Don't say disgusting words." Carl followed the teacher's instructions and took a sip of the hot soup. "What do you think? Are you tired from the training of the demon hunter? Can you still hold on?"

"It's much easier than when I used to beg for food in the city." Monty sniffed, shook his head, and swallowed the bread with big mouthfuls to block the sourness in his throat.

"The training in the future will be more difficult and more and more difficult!"

"No matter how hard and tiring it is, it is better than being a street kid or a beggar!"

"Remember what you said today, don't let me look down on you."

……

After breakfast, the warm morning sun streaked across the blue sky.

The teacher in charge of morning training was nowhere to be found, and another burly man with a lightning scar on the right side of his face and short brown hair began to instruct him in his second course.

"Carl, little Monty, when you join Gawain's House, you must abide by a few rules. If there are no rules, the whole world will be in chaos!"

"Although you two came earlier, you can't bully the children who join later, understand? Answer me loudly!"

"Understood!"

"Secondly, follow the teacher's instructions and don't make trouble unreasonably!"

……

Monty and Karl sat in a square classroom, listening meticulously to Eskar's steady and powerful lecture.

From time to time, I would use a charcoal pen to carve a few crooked characters on the yellow wooden board in front of me.

Born in a businessman's family, Monty received a certain amount of enlightenment education and had some basic knowledge of writing. He recognized that the teacher taught him the common language of the north.

But compared to the private school teacher hired by his father at a high tuition fee, this ferocious-looking teacher taught more excitingly.

Eskar's explanation is detailed and vivid, and even a trivial letter or word can lead to concise and interesting examples... Monty was fascinated unknowingly.

……

In the afternoon, there was another wilderness survival class, and the teacher turned into the man with skin like a burn patient and scarlet pupils.

When Monty saw him for the first time, he was so scared that he kept his head hanging tightly and did not dare to make any contact with him.

I was afraid that he would open his **** mouth towards me and pounce on me like the legendary water ghost.

Kiayan noticed the boy's strange behavior and didn't take it seriously at all. He kept to himself and spoke slowly with a gentle and hoarse voice.

I have to say that his storytelling is also excellent.

Monty gradually forgot about his appearance.

"Gawain's house is built in the woods in the wilderness, and you may encounter various wild animals. There are several types that you need to pay special attention to..."

"Suppose you two strayed into the alder forest while playing hide-and-seek, and bumped into a hungry wild boar, or a group of wolves that were salivating and growling at you. What would you do?"

"Run away!" Monty replied without thinking. He was completely caught up in the story spun by the teacher, "Running away and calling for help at the same time!"

Kiayan shook his head, his scarlet eyes revealed deep pity, which made Monty feel a haze in his heart, and he suddenly became nervous and held his breath.

"Sorry, you are dead."

"Now pinch your arms and legs. Are they thin or short?"

"You can't run as fast as a little rabbit. No matter where you run, you will be overtaken by wild beasts within a hundred meters and bitten to death."

"Tell me, Carl, what should I do?"

"Find a tree and climb up." Carl raised his chin and said confidently, "Then shout loudly, waiting for you to come to the rescue!"

"You have some brains, kid. It's worth it that you climbed the plum blossom pile for so long." Kiyaen nodded, "But it's winter now, and the beasts are not as active as in summer. As long as you two brats are obedient, Without sneaking into the woods to hide and seek, the above situation would not have happened!"

……

Kiayan placed an orange flower with oval leaves in front of the two of them.

"Guess what this is?"

"Chrysanthemum?" Monty moved his nose, and there was a light fragrance. A spice that his family used to sell also had this kind of orange-yellow fine petals.

"Sunflower?" Carl said with an innocent smile.

"Boom!" Kian patted his little head, "It's winter, and the sunflowers are so bright and lush. Didn't you remember the herbal medicine that Cat Vulture taught you well?"

Karl begged for mercy pitifully, "No, please, Uncle Keyan, don't tell the teacher!"

"Let's see how you behave in the future. Monty was quite right..."

The boy was excited and waved his thin fist behind him.

"This is called marigold, which belongs to the Asteraceae family and is a gift from nature." Keyan wrote its name on the whiteboard.

"If you get lost in the wild and really can't find food, you can use this thing to temporarily satisfy your hunger. If your skin is scratched by a branch, crush it, take part of it, and apply part to the wound to reduce inflammation."

"Now, open your mouth and taste it! Remember this taste."

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The first day at Gawain's House was roughly divided into three parts, the demon hunter apprenticeship training in the morning, the cultural class in the morning, and the general knowledge class in the afternoon.

You can not only exercise, learn knowledge, but also enjoy rich food.

The young Monty felt a little unreal in his joy.

This is all like a dream!

Is this kind of paradise really something a fatherless and motherless orphan like him can enjoy?

……

When the sun sets below the horizon, twilight hangs low.

The eight teachers were whispering around the campfire and discussing tomorrow's arrangements.

The youngest one entered the dark woods alone with an owl with extremely human-like eyes.

After practicing for an extra hour, Carl returned to the bedroom and lay side by side with Monty on the Chase bunk.

Talk about his ideals. ~IndoMTL.com~ The magical power of a witcher leads to a wonderful life.

Give me a bright smile from time to time.

These ignorant words planted a seed in Monty's young mind.

"By becoming a witcher, will I be as carefree as Karl?"

That night, Monty had a strange dream. In the dream, a big man with gray-green eyes stood in front of Carl, tracing his fingers and making a strange gesture.

What are you muttering under your breath?

And a big man with white hair made the same move towards him.

He seemed to have returned to his mother's amniotic fluid, his body unconsciously sitting cross-legged.

Sparse light spots like fireflies lit up in the dark sky, mischievously distant.

Played with him all night.