Chapter 49 Who Could Stand It...
Along with Lautner, Nox, and Norton, William found Eric and his son. They lived simply, wearing fur clothes cut from magical beasts. They lived their days purely hunting and did not like to communicate with others.
When there was a lot of prey, the two men would stay at home all day. Nobody knew what they were doing inside, but they were very homely and both father and son would stay in the house.
The long black bow in the hands of the elderly Eric looked ordinary, it did not reflect any light under the sunlight.
Once seen, one would know that this was definitely not an ordinary item. It was a good treasure for assassins, at least a gold quality weapon.
Young Alec had two short swords in the same pitch-black color. The quality of the longbow in his hands was good but was of only silver-quality, which showed that this was his spare weapon.
"If my Lord wants to hunt, you don't need to take us, we will drag you down. Lord Lautner is so powerful that he is enough to protect your life." Eric refused William's request without hesitation.
Alec stood quietly beside his father, with his hands on his hips and his eyes looking around as if he did not care. But in fact, he was ready to draw his sword, watching to see if people would surround them and whether there was a chance to kill anyone who blocked their path and escape successfully.
Killers!
The key was not just to kill the enemy.
But to run away.
A killer who killed someone and did not die himself was a real ace killer.
Those who killed the enemy and died themselves were not considered killers but just dead men… They were sacrificial soldiers…
William had expected the reaction of the two men. The killers from the dark shadow organization were not simple people, but he still smiled kindly and said, "I heard that you have good abilities. I'm going up the mountain to get rid of those Trolls. Maybe you'd be interested?"
"Good abilities? Who said that?" Eric asked cautiously.
William shrugged. "Everyone says so. After all, although there are many professionals in this town, there seems to be no other hunter who can hunt down Intermediate-level magical beasts besides the two of you."
"Hunt Intermediate-level magical beasts? Isn't that normal…" Eric did not finish his sentence and clamped his mouth shut.
After the father and son came to the town, they were silent and every time they hunted, they would choose larger wild beasts or magical beasts.
They did not pursue items of clothing, food, housing, or transportation, they only needed some necessities.
So, even if it was a magical beast, other than keeping some meat and fur, they would sell the rest at a low price or exchange it for some daily necessities, then continue to stay in their house.
But because they did not interact with people, they did not know what others thought of them, and gradually forgot the real situation of the town.
At first, they had come because of William's father, wanting to find a safe shelter. Although they lived in a small town, they seemed to be living in the wild, living in isolation.
"But we are still not interested…"
"Father." Alec interrupted his father's refusal and said to William with a smile, "Please wait a moment, Lord. We'll get prepared and then come with you!"
William watched the two men return to the house and shut the door.
"Tsk…" Norton smacked his lips with a strange gaze.
…
"Alec, you are a mature man. Please tell me why you did that." Eric did not understand. His life was stable now and he had finally escaped the pursuit of the organization. If they were to be high-profile now, wouldn't they be exposed easily?
Alec stared into his eyes intently and said, "Father, we can't hide forever. Or should I say, I don't want to be nameless for the rest of my life."
"You've… grown up, and are a mature little assassin." Eric sighed, his vigor suddenly disappeared as he sat down in the chair dejectedly.
Alec squatted down slowly and took Eric's hand, slowly saying, "Father is also young, but I don't want to hide anymore. The Dark shadows are very powerful, but they are an organization in the dark after all. It's not that easy to find us.
"I want to make my existence valuable, rather than waiting for nothing, bearing it patiently until old age…
"But…"
Alec cried out again with agitation in his voice. "Did you forget what they told us?"
"I remember what my mentor said.
"'Killers can only hide in the shadows forever. When the killer is exposed out in the open, that's when the killer disappears…'"
"Remember, we have killed a lot of people in secret, sneak attacks, poisoning, and so on.
"There are too many people who want to destroy the Dark shadow alliance, but because we have never had a fixed territory and training ground, nothing is fixed…
"So much so that we will always move in the dark and never stop. That's the reason why we can really live."
Alec recalled what his mentor had said, and continued, "The Dark shadows are very powerful. They are the top killer organization in the Legendary continent. But they are not the top intel organization and they don't have such a big influence in the southeast corner, therefore, it's not so easy to find us.
"As long as we follow this ambitious Elf Lord, sooner or later we will become stronger.
"Then, both of us, with the power behind us, may be able to let the Dark shadow alliance remove their murderous intent towards us."
"That's right. We're just two rogue killers…" Eric nodded in a daze. He did not want to reveal his identity but also wanted to see the light of day again.
"That's right…"
…
When they regained their confidence, they pushed open the door.
Their auras suddenly became totally different.
Even Lautner became cautious. It was like two shadows standing in front of him and if he closed his eyes, they would disappear completely…
"I hope your Lordship didn't wait too long." Eric smiled.
William smiled and said, "No, I can see your hunting skills."
"Haha, please don't be too disappointed." Eric laughed and they walked into the forest together.
A Troll cave.
There were about a dozen Trolls.
If there were no mistakes, they were all monsters of Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, and Grandmaster-level bloodline!
Trolls were not magical beasts.
They could speak and belonged to the intelligent creatures of the Dark faction. But other than their own race, anything else could be counted as their rations.
The Trolls did not mind having a taste of the Orcs and Demons in the same faction who were alone.
The Trolls' height ranged between 2.5 to 6 meters.
Their weight ranged from 750 kilograms to 2000 kilograms!
The weapons they used were generally huge maces…
The six hunters, who had come to Rainbow Lake, saw the weapon in the Trolls' hands. It was thick, long, and full of barbs. Lautner could not help swallowing his saliva and murmured, "Who can withstand it?"
At the same time.
The other five looked at him silently…
