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Things are different when teaming up with other people. Even the distribution of supply items needs to be discussed thoroughly. There were even cases of hunters having their licenses revoked for being disruptive, too.
It is around dinnertime, so the hall is more crowded than before. Tobacco smoke and smells of alcohol are also stronger, to the point that Zeeg feels a little drunk just by being here.
A person boasted loudly about their hunting exploits. Another sang some songs with their broken voice. Even a few were sound asleep. Everyone seemed to be minding their own businesses, with no sign of acknowledging what Zeeg said earlier. However, each and every one of them are hunters. Moreover, monsters around here are tougher and more intelligent compared to the countryside. Aptonoths are classified as herbivores. While they are more than 10 meters long on average, they are docile in nature.
Zeeg has hunted many of them for their meat and bones. When threatened, they would normally run away for safety, but some will attempt to fight back using its tail.
They are not to be underestimated, since their tail whips are quite powerful. Zeeg asked while slicing his rare steak, with red meat juices flowing out as the knife dug into the meat.
If a monster was able to survive from being hunted and gave birth to some offsprings, the offsprings will grow up stronger. As a result, in areas where there are powerful hunters, the monsters will also be tougher-- something like that.
Zeeg stuffed his cheeks with meat. Even though it does not have any special seasoning, the steak was so delicious, as if it was melting in his mouth. Among hunters, hunting infant monsters are strictly forbidden. There have been rumors, that offenders would be the ones who get cooked instead as punishment. Although such a policy was not considered law in the kingdom, it could be enforced all the same.
At least, that was what Zeeg used to hear-- about there being hunters that hunt down rule breakers. They are made by capturing some wild Aptonoths, waiting for them to produce offsprings, and raising those babies up with nutritious food.
When they fully grow, we eat their meat. A traveling merchant has been nagging us to try them for a while, so we purchased a batch to see how they do. Zeeg took a few more bites. The more he ate, the more his taste buds felt weird from the unnatural amount of fat. Anyway, thanks for trying it out. Want some wild Aptonoth steak instead? Domesticated, huh?
The atmosphere suddenly became so heavy that Zeeg had to turn around and look. A large man, over two meters tall, stood there. But his height was nothing special, since among hunters, people with large builds are fairly common. His armor was the thing that was special. Two enormous horns extended from his shoulder pads, intimidating those around him. The helmet also has two smaller horns attached to the sides, pointing upwards. It was no mistake-- his equipment was the Diablo set, made with materials from the desert-dwelling horned wyverns Diablos and Monoblos.
Moreover, it was a full set, which could not be obtained by slaying just one or two of them. To get the materials, one had to hunt down many, breaking off their horns and cutting off their tails.
Its main components, Fire Wyvern Marrows and Inferno Sacs, gave it the fire attribute, enabling it to generate intense heat. Included in the set was a shield capable of blocking the hottest flames. He was apparently a famous hunter around here, judging from the fiery sight of numerous eyes focused on him. They looked on with envy and respect, both in regards to his equipment and rank.
Two more people followed the large man, one of them carrying the Diablos Maul, a massive blunt weapon forged from the tail of a horned wyvern. She had a pretty face, but her blue eyes seemed to send out an intimidating aura. Her long, blonde hair was separated equally on two sides of her head and tied together at each end. Additionally, she had a weird choice of equipment, not wearing a helmet and body armor.
Those armor pieces were from the Rathalos set, created with parts of the male fire wyvern. No matter how much he thought about it, Zeeg could not understand why she was wearing just a long-sleeved shirt instead of armor.
The girl glanced to her side, and the hunters in her line of sight turned away. She then let out an arrogant snort. Like the girl, he had no armor equipped on his chest. He did not even have a shirt on, leaving his red, sunburned chest bare. Other than his torso, he was equipped with the Gypceros armor set. These equipments were created from the rubbery hides of Gypceros, a wyvern capable of emitting flashes of light from the crest on its head.
The elasticity of its materials were so great that the pieces could barely be classified as armor. Out of them, the cap stood out the most. On his back was the high-grade heavy bowgun Tankmage, specially modified for increased attack power. This meant his role in the party was not merely to support. The three of them headed straight to the counter. They totally ignored Zeeg, not even turning to look at his face.
For a second, Zeeg thought how unfitting it was for her, and the girl turned to face him as if she could read his mind. With her large, blue pupils, she scanned Zeeg from head to toe But a split second later, the world turned upside down. The pain soon followed, running all over his back. It hurt so much that he shed a tear. When he turned around, he was met with the overwhelming figure of the large man, but the intimidating aura seemed to have disappeared. The girl was now hidden behind the large man.
It was as if they used a body switching technique to instantly change places. The man in the Gypceros cap approached, looking at Zeeg from behind his mask.
Judging from the voice, he was still young. When he thinks the young lady is threatened, he would always act in reflex to defend her. Before Zeeg could say anything, Becky blurted out, clapping her hands. The girl shrugged as if to say that it was nothing worth praising.
Those scratches were caused by your unrefined fighting stance. Do you even utilize traps? Zeeg had never bothered with such things. Having been able to get through every job up until now just by using his Buster Blade, he didn't see the point. What about you? Your vital spots are all exposed!
I really feel sorry for you, having to deal with rookies like this. Giving requests to this guy is almost like feeding him to the monsters, you know? Of course, it is up to them whether they will end up as monster food, or a splendid hunter. Don't you understand?
Everyone has to do their part. Even though my party prioritizes attack power, each of us has clearly defined roles. First off, him For maximum speed and mobility, I chose to not wear a chest piece. As for the helmet, it narrows my field of vision. I need good aim to successfully land my blows, after all.
His primary role is to intercept smaller monsters that could distract Gannon, so he always has to be on the move. As for the mask, well The sticky sensation when its hides touches your skin! Their cute, wacky movements, like animals frolicking in water! What do you think?
Would you like to join me as a fellow Gypceros fan? Upon hearing the answer, the man named Fradio narrowed his eyes under the mask. He seemed genuinely sad. Do you really think armor are only for defending its wearer from attacks? You probably use a sword from the Buster line, right? Just enough for my beer will be fine.
Consider yourself lucky. The one who started ranting was you! As Zeeg said that, the gathering hall was filled with a brief moment of silence, followed by a unified burst of laughter. Becky looked at the girl with a bored expression on her face, as if an annoying job was thrown her way. With that rank, they have access to the queen guest house.
Anyway, the man next to Ellie is Mr. Gannon Denon. The two of them have been paired up since they registered at this guild, so his rank is the same-- Wyvern Slayer. Their skills are guaranteed. What with that face? Were you thinking that the reason Ellie got to her rank was because of Mr. It crushed the stone chair in front of him and sent a cracking echo around the gathering hall. Elmeria lifted the hammer up and rested it on her shoulder.
The weight caused her to slightly adjust her stance. He did not seem to be lying. Her attack was too fast for Zeeg to keep up with his eyes; all he perceived of it was a shockwave.
The stone component is actually quite expensive, you know. What should I do? A Rathalos hunt! He had always wanted to try going on one. About to raise his hand, Zeeg was stopped by Elmeria. She placed the request paper back on the counter. How about asking someone else? There should be plenty of hunters wanting to take a crack at it, right?
Problem is, near the designated grounds, a Rathalos has apparently set up a nest. They want us to get rid of it. If it returned while the nobles were hunting, it would be a big problem, so they want it killed. And the fastest way to teach him is to let him learn from the experience of a real hunt.
If he did something stupid, the three of us would be dead too, you know!? If you want to die that much, go do it yourself! Zeeg voiced his complaint, but stopped as the old man glared at him.
He promised. If he does something disruptive, then just do anything with him. You can throw him into a Pitfall Trap, or feed him to the Rathalos. But only if he breaks the promise. Oh, I'll also have some bonus for you. How about this much? We will hunt the Rathalos under those terms. For today, I want to eat, drink, and sleep in a fluffy bed. We leave tomorrow at noon. He tried raising his voice, but no one would hear him out at this point. People of his skill level are very hard to come by, you know.
The location for constructing a base camp has to not only be a fairly large open space, but also hard for monsters to reach. For example, in a cave with a hole in its ceiling, or on a cliff where one can survey the whole area.
For this hunt, the chosen location is a caved in area near an aquifer. One could say that this is the perfect camping spot. Speaking of the large man, he is most likely more than 50 years old. Wrinkles at the end of his eyes can be clearly seen, and the white hair mixed in with his black eyebrows is hard to miss. However, his muscles and bones under the armor are rock-solid. Zeeg could not imagine what kind of training he went through. This highly annoyed Zeeg, as he knew that those words were directed at him.
He thought about talking back at her many times but kept quiet, since the chance to experience a fight against the Rathalos is worth the mild humiliation.
In moments when Zeeg was about to lose his patience, the Gypceros guy- Fradio, would approach before the situation gets bad. Of course, she told you those things to prevent you from doing anything that would get all of us in danger. What Fradio said was correct. Gannon is also the one tasked with making all the meals. Bomb Materials and Flash Bugs, components for crafting Flash Bombs, prepared for on-field combination in case the initial stock runs out. Paint Balls, used to track a monster by marking it with a strong, unique smell.
Trap Tools and Nets, materials used for assembling a Pitfall Trap. And most importantly, health-recovering Potions. All those items are packed in the carriage. His Buster Blade was enough to complete the hunts.
He admires the Rathalos for requiring so much preparation to hunt, even for the veteran hunters. The Guild Master asked us to teach you the basics, after all.
Of course, the expenses for these items will be paid with your share of the reward money. Even though Fradio looks like an executioner because of his Gypceros Cap, he seems to be peace-loving. A hunting party can have a maximum of four members. If a dispute were to break out in the middle of a hunt, things could get ugly.
And that is why Fradio is a crucial part of their team. Zeeg thought while putting up a tent that could fit four people, staking down the pegs and tightening the ropes. It was said that each hunter has a unique personality, which seems to be true. For Zeeg, putting up a tent is an easy task.
Well, you should be able to do this much. There was a hunter that stopped by the village who was able to take on a Rathalos by himself. If you understand that, then get going! He wanted to punch her so badly, but ceased the thought after seeing Gannon, who is busy with his work but still keeps watch on everybody, from the corner of his eye.
As he made a sound to show his dissatisfaction, another kick followed, but Zeeg was able to dodge it this time. Pretending to not feel anything, he walked to the carriage. A variety of herbs and mushrooms were arranged in front of Fradio. There was also an empty bottle rolling on the floor. One of the skills hunters have is to combine items and tools from materials found in the wild.
However, anyone could make something as simple as that. Items like Gunpowder and Large Barrel Bombs, on the other hand, are difficult to combine if one is not a hunter. What Fradio is making right now is Gunpowder. He ground a mixture of Fire Herbs and Nitroshrooms into fine powder, poured it into a bag, and sealed it.
He then takes a deep breath and calls out to Zeeg by waving his hand. What made you think that we were getting along? I was insulted almost constantly, and she even kicked me in the leg Fradio laughed like he was plotting something.
Though with his facial expression being unreadable due to the Gaypceros Cap, he seems strangely emotionless. Does that mean when the Gypceros emitted a flash of light from its crest, it was actually asking for my love? So that it I was reminded of the wonderful, sweet memories of the time spent with Gypceros. Among the many species of wyverns, not a single one of them can compare to the Gypceros in beauty and cuteness.
Every hunter needs to see that figure! Feel those elastic hides! The damp, sticky sensation from their skin! The blinding flashes of light from their crests! Their poison attacks that will take your breath away! Their art of feigning death! Everyone needs to experience it at least once in their lives. If not, then why do we even become hunters in the first place!? She looks at me, and in return I look at her He started to sweat, his skin twitching. While catching his breath and squinting his eyes, it looked like he was smiling happily.
At any rate, I highly recommend seeing it once. She can be found often in the jungles. Zeeg replied immediately. If someone were to be in love with him, he wished they would be a mature lady, someone like Becky.
Other than that, even though they registered at different times, there are quite a lot of hunters who team up because they knew each other before. How do I say this A Gypceros specialist, so to speak.
When the young lady was going to hunt a Gypceros, Becky recommended her to find me. I also wanted to observe how other hunters fight the Gypceros.
With that, I joined up with them. According to what he heard, the monster is a variant of Velociprey. Their distinctive features are the vivid red skin and head crest. Their behaviors are mostly the same as Velocipreys. When one sees a prey, it will call out to their pack with a loud cry. The difference is that the Iopreys have poison sacs, enabling them to spit toxins at its foes. I thought it was the end for us. It was an impressive display. Even in the thick jungle, she wielded the Diablos Maul effectively.
The Iopreys, seeing the young lady lift her blood-soaked hammer from the alpha's pulverized head, immediately fled. Only a first-rate hunter could land a blow that swift and accurate.
But Zeeg believes it, as he has experienced the power of her swing once before. She told me to come get the beds She said she has to carry the supplies, but look at her now, playing with Gannon As Zeeg said that, a white object was flung at him, hitting his nose. The impact caused him to fall flat on his back with his nose aching. At that moment, a small piece of monster bone can be seen spinning in the air above him.
Zeeg assessed that the Small Monster Bone was the object Elmeria flung at him. She made it look so easy. She most likely heard the whole conversation. With her ears being as sensitive as the Yian Kut-Ku, Zeeg wondered if a Sonic Bomb would stun her like it does the bird wyvern. Zeeg whimpered, shaking his head. While stopping his nosebleed, he swore that he would get back at her one of these days. Excluding rations provided by the guild, Hunters need to gather and cook their own meals on-site.
For that reason, carving and cooking raw meat are one of the first things a hunter learns to do. This time, Zeeg complains in his mind. He then started a fire with flint and steel. Zeeg lifted the meat up from the spit with perfect timing. The meat is crunchy on the surface, but still juicy inside. Hearing her laughter that seemed like it could be heard by monsters all over the forest, Zeeg turned around with the well-done steak still in his hand.
He saw Elmeria rolling on the floor, laughing. She took a bite and smiled, not caring about the meat juices that got all over her mouth and cheeks. While grilling the other three pieces, he hummed the song in a sarcastic tone and an increasingly loud voice.
While receiving their meat, Gannon just nodded once, and Frado thanked Zeeg. After extinguishing the fire, Zeeg sat down to eat his piece of meat, while also looking at Fradio, curious about how he would eat.
Fradio rinsed the meat with spring water before placing it on a large leaf. He then uses his carving knife to cut the meat into little pieces, and eats them by opening his mask slightly from below. His black, swept-back hair has quite a lot of white mixed in. The edges of his mouth slightly point down. His wrinkles are clearly defined, especially the spots between his eyes and cheeks, and his neck is almost as wide as his face.
After all, Gannon is a front-line fighter, so physical strength is also important. His build is so solid that his bones and muscles could be considered part of his armor. If left alone, the remaining smell could attract small monsters and bugs to the camp, and that would be dangerous. Zeeg disassembled the BBQ Spit and put the parts in his item pouch, which also contains a few other items such as Whetstones and Herbs.
Elmeria looked around once equipped her Rathalos Vambraces, then picked up the Diablos Maul, resting it on her shoulder. Gannon silently put on his Diablo Helm. Zeeg also checked his Buster Blade. The sword was maintained and sharpened with care. The girl unrolled a map and waited for everyone to come and look, her finger pointed at the area designated by the number 5.
As for area 10, there is a pond that it can drink from. The target is likely to show up in these two locations. Even if the stolen item was just a felvine, it still feels annoying. Alright, shall we? The time limit is 50 hours. The biggest item is the Large Barrel Bomb. Zeeg and Fradio each took a barrel.
The plotting laugh he made while saying that weirded Zeeg out. Elmeria leads the team, going through the tunnel that connects the camp to outside. She was followed in a straight line by Gannon, Zeeg, and lastly, Fradio. Forest and hills similar to this side can be seen on the other side of the river.
The sky was wide and clear, with a flock of birds flying in a leisurely manner. Even though Elmeria is smaller than him, she carried her barrel without even breaking a sweat. Turning to the left and going down the slope, the group reached a grassy field bordered by a river. The scenery was breathtaking. A pack of herbivore monsters- Aptonoths, can be seen grazing in the field. They may be over 10 meters long, but they are timid in nature, and will usually run away when threatened.
Some will attempt to fight back, however. Their tails are fairly powerful, their strikes could result in a few broken bones if one is not careful.
The party approached the pack of herbivores. Some of them looked around, probably because they could smell the gunpowder, but soon kept on eating. I also had to do my own fishing, mining, catching bugs, and picking herbs and mushrooms Some mushrooms even fetch a good price. Oh dear Zeeg had to comply even though the other person is younger than him. Walking past the Aptonoth pack and climbing another slope, Gannon suddenly stopped, raising his hand to the side.
The Velocipreys are small carnivores. These raptor-like creatures may be weak compared to the Yian Kut-Ku, but they attack in packs. They are not be underestimated. The lance stretched out, becoming twice as long. Its head, made from a Fire Wyvern Marrow, was set ablaze as it contacts the air.
He then took out his shield in a similar manner, then charged in. The battle was already over when he arrived, however. Gannon took care of all the Velocipreys by himself.
Elmeria, seeing Zeeg drag her luggage, looked at him cross-eyed. Before she could reprimand him for disobeying orders, Zeeg spoke up-. Materials from those carnivores fetch a good price at the market. Elmeria snatched her item pouch away from Zeegs hands, even though she still has her hammer drawn. To hunt the Rathalos, right? We also need to preserve our limited supplies. If Zeeg were to move his hand any further, Fradio would shoot without any hesitation, and the shot would most likely blow off his arm.
And the young lady, too. Elmeria turned away to pick up her luggage and then walked to Gannon. Zeeg was so nervous that his strength disappeared from his knees, but was somehow able to keep himself from collapsing. Did I surprise you? Fradio picked up his bag and continued walking with his Tankmage still drawn. This is due to the possibility of the female fire wyvern Rathian appearing in this area.
Zeeg felt angry at himself, both for being so scared, and the fact that he had to admit what Elmeria said about him. If it were to come over here, the battle would get messy, putting everyone at a higher risk. Zeeg understood that when he has calmed down. Before, he would only think about benefits in the short-term. Who knows, they might even share some of its scales with me, too! After Zeeg has caught up, the group walked through a narrow path, appearing at a large grassy plain atop a cliff.
The first thing he saw was the Apthonoths running away from the shadow towards his position, causing tremors with their heavy steps.
Elmeria and Gannon ran past them in the opposite direction. On the other side of the field, Zeeg could see the figure of a huge wyvern beating its red wings as it landed- the Rathalos! So huge! A strong, unique smell soon followed, covering the whole area.
It was a paint bullet. Shaking its long neck, the wyvern opened the mouth on its fiendish face, revealing lines of sharp fangs. It then let out a mighty roar, causing a shockwave. All of them rushed up to the Rathalos, Fradio included. The wyvern landed, causing a tremor. Its upper body was lifted back up, and its long neck extend forward. Fire can be seen blazing in its mouth. If anyone were to take a direct hit, especially when carrying a barrel bomb on their back, they would be burnt to a crisp.
Tobacco smoke and smells of alcohol are also stronger, to the point that Zeeg feels a little drunk just by being here. A person boasted loudly about their hunting exploits. Another sang some songs with their broken voice. Even a few were sound asleep. Everyone seemed to be minding their own businesses, with no sign of acknowledging what Zeeg said earlier.
However, each and every one of them are hunters. Moreover, monsters around here are tougher and more intelligent compared to the countryside. Aptonoths are classified as herbivores. While they are more than 10 meters long on average, they are docile in nature. Zeeg has hunted many of them for their meat and bones. When threatened, they would normally run away for safety, but some will attempt to fight back using its tail.
They are not to be underestimated, since their tail whips are quite powerful. Zeeg asked while slicing his rare steak, with red meat juices flowing out as the knife dug into the meat.
If a monster was able to survive from being hunted and gave birth to some offsprings, the offsprings will grow up stronger. As a result, in areas where there are powerful hunters, the monsters will also be tougher-- something like that. Zeeg stuffed his cheeks with meat. Even though it does not have any special seasoning, the steak was so delicious, as if it was melting in his mouth. Among hunters, hunting infant monsters are strictly forbidden. There have been rumors, that offenders would be the ones who get cooked instead as punishment.
Although such a policy was not considered law in the kingdom, it could be enforced all the same. At least, that was what Zeeg used to hear-- about there being hunters that hunt down rule breakers. They are made by capturing some wild Aptonoths, waiting for them to produce offsprings, and raising those babies up with nutritious food. When they fully grow, we eat their meat. A traveling merchant has been nagging us to try them for a while, so we purchased a batch to see how they do.
Zeeg took a few more bites. The more he ate, the more his taste buds felt weird from the unnatural amount of fat. Anyway, thanks for trying it out. Want some wild Aptonoth steak instead? Domesticated, huh?
The atmosphere suddenly became so heavy that Zeeg had to turn around and look. A large man, over two meters tall, stood there. But his height was nothing special, since among hunters, people with large builds are fairly common. His armor was the thing that was special. Two enormous horns extended from his shoulder pads, intimidating those around him. The helmet also has two smaller horns attached to the sides, pointing upwards.
It was no mistake-- his equipment was the Diablo set, made with materials from the desert-dwelling horned wyverns Diablos and Monoblos. Moreover, it was a full set, which could not be obtained by slaying just one or two of them. To get the materials, one had to hunt down many, breaking off their horns and cutting off their tails.
Its main components, Fire Wyvern Marrows and Inferno Sacs, gave it the fire attribute, enabling it to generate intense heat. Included in the set was a shield capable of blocking the hottest flames. He was apparently a famous hunter around here, judging from the fiery sight of numerous eyes focused on him.
They looked on with envy and respect, both in regards to his equipment and rank. Two more people followed the large man, one of them carrying the Diablos Maul, a massive blunt weapon forged from the tail of a horned wyvern. She had a pretty face, but her blue eyes seemed to send out an intimidating aura. Her long, blonde hair was separated equally on two sides of her head and tied together at each end.
Additionally, she had a weird choice of equipment, not wearing a helmet and body armor. Those armor pieces were from the Rathalos set, created with parts of the male fire wyvern.
No matter how much he thought about it, Zeeg could not understand why she was wearing just a long-sleeved shirt instead of armor. The girl glanced to her side, and the hunters in her line of sight turned away. She then let out an arrogant snort. Like the girl, he had no armor equipped on his chest. He did not even have a shirt on, leaving his red, sunburned chest bare.
Other than his torso, he was equipped with the Gypceros armor set. These equipments were created from the rubbery hides of Gypceros, a wyvern capable of emitting flashes of light from the crest on its head.
The elasticity of its materials were so great that the pieces could barely be classified as armor. Out of them, the cap stood out the most. On his back was the high-grade heavy bowgun Tankmage, specially modified for increased attack power. This meant his role in the party was not merely to support.
The three of them headed straight to the counter. They totally ignored Zeeg, not even turning to look at his face. For a second, Zeeg thought how unfitting it was for her, and the girl turned to face him as if she could read his mind. With her large, blue pupils, she scanned Zeeg from head to toe But a split second later, the world turned upside down. The pain soon followed, running all over his back. It hurt so much that he shed a tear. When he turned around, he was met with the overwhelming figure of the large man, but the intimidating aura seemed to have disappeared.
The girl was now hidden behind the large man. It was as if they used a body switching technique to instantly change places. The man in the Gypceros cap approached, looking at Zeeg from behind his mask. Judging from the voice, he was still young. When he thinks the young lady is threatened, he would always act in reflex to defend her.
Before Zeeg could say anything, Becky blurted out, clapping her hands. The girl shrugged as if to say that it was nothing worth praising. Those scratches were caused by your unrefined fighting stance. Do you even utilize traps? Zeeg had never bothered with such things. Having been able to get through every job up until now just by using his Buster Blade, he didn't see the point. What about you?
Your vital spots are all exposed! I really feel sorry for you, having to deal with rookies like this. Giving requests to this guy is almost like feeding him to the monsters, you know? Of course, it is up to them whether they will end up as monster food, or a splendid hunter. Don't you understand? Everyone has to do their part. Even though my party prioritizes attack power, each of us has clearly defined roles. First off, him For maximum speed and mobility, I chose to not wear a chest piece.
As for the helmet, it narrows my field of vision. I need good aim to successfully land my blows, after all. His primary role is to intercept smaller monsters that could distract Gannon, so he always has to be on the move. As for the mask, well The sticky sensation when its hides touches your skin!
Their cute, wacky movements, like animals frolicking in water! What do you think? Would you like to join me as a fellow Gypceros fan? Upon hearing the answer, the man named Fradio narrowed his eyes under the mask. He seemed genuinely sad. Do you really think armor are only for defending its wearer from attacks?
You probably use a sword from the Buster line, right? Just enough for my beer will be fine. Consider yourself lucky. The one who started ranting was you! As Zeeg said that, the gathering hall was filled with a brief moment of silence, followed by a unified burst of laughter. Becky looked at the girl with a bored expression on her face, as if an annoying job was thrown her way.
With that rank, they have access to the queen guest house. Anyway, the man next to Ellie is Mr. Gannon Denon.
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