From a distance, Cheyhun saw something on the beach, like a huge red and white beast, corpse there.

"Mr. Cheyhun, I feel you are really lucky." Aga walked beside Cheyhun and said to Cheyhun from the bottom of his heart.

"How do you say this? I never felt lucky." Cheyhun said while pinching his beard.

His life was like a broom star. He lost his parents in his childhood and his wife in middle age. He was old and his only son died in the forest.

"I've never...lucky."

Aga glanced at the dull sky and looked at Cheyhun again: "I said, Mr. Cheyhun, it's the end of the dry season now."

"Yes, it will be rainy season in a few days, and then at that time, our feet will be flooded, and only Osoka's small trouble will be exposed to the water." Cheyhun shrugged and turned his head to look at the town, "Osoka is coming in the most difficult time."

"Well, it will become very difficult to hunt at that time." Aga smiled, "So, now just a few days away from the rainy season, Oshen and the others have done a big thing."

"Guess what kind of monster it is?"

Cheyhun stopped.

His eyes were in disbelief and looked at the hatred face.

“White… Chimera…”

Without saying anything, he ran over.

"This speed is really not like an elderly person." Aga did not follow, but just looked at Cheyhun's back with a smile on his face.

Really... very strong, those people.

The figures of Oshen and others flashed through Aga's mind.

A little...a little envious.

Cheyhun ran wildly.

In his hand, he held the broken sword.

"Oh, here we come." Gimia saw Cheyhun running towards several people, took his hand off the white Chimera and looked at the three people around him.

Luslan has returned, it’s no different, it’s just...it’s become a little silent.

Cheyhun ran over and did not talk to Oshen and the other two, but walked to White Chimera.

Looking at the beast that I thought about day and night, and wanted to take revenge all the time, but because of my old age, I was unable to take revenge, and Chiehun knelt on the ground.

He started to cry loudly.

He pulled the broken sword off his waist and held it in his arms.

"Aichhun! Aichhun! Son! Son!"

The old man's crying fell along with the raindrops.

Aga stretched out one hand, felt the raindrops falling on his hand, and sighed.

"It feels earlier than the rainy season in previous years."

Aga silently walked to the small wooden house of Oshen and others, and continued to exercise under the shade of trees that could not be rained.

"No words can express my current mood, Oshin, Gimia, children." Cheyhun hugged Oshin and choked, half-kneeling on the ground, a little incoherent.

"You'd better thank you. We've already drunk together." Oshin smiled and patted Cheyhun on the shoulder. "And this matter is really just to repay the kindness. We mainly want to try out what level of our strength."

Cheyhun cried while grabbing Oshen's hand.

He put the broken sword around his waist into Oshen's palm.

"Old man, this is..." Oshen looked at the broken sword in his palm, a little surprised.

"This is...my son's sword. Although it is not a good sword, it was indeed the best sword in our town back then. Now it is only half left." He looked at the broken sword and sighed, "This is a symbol. I know that my son, Echihun, fought with this sword until the end, and even the burial beast's mouth has not lost glory."

"I hope you can carry it, Oshen..."

Oshen pushed the broken sword back.

“Oxon…”

"Old man, I have accepted this broken sword, but can I lend it to another person by lending it to you?" There was a smile on Oshen's face.

The expression on Cheyhun's face was a little confused.

Looking at Cheyhun who was walking towards the distance, Kimiya had a little worried: "Oshen, is this really OK?"

But Oshen shook his head very simply: "I don't know."

"Then why are you still..."

"Gimia." Oshin interrupted Gimia and looked at Cheyhun who had already walked to Luslan, "Luslan now...has lost confidence."

"To be honest, I don't know how to help with this kind of thing." His expression was complicated, "Confidence is related to strength, and Luslango's strength..."

When Jimiya heard Oshin's words, her eyes flashed and finally she could only turn into a sigh.

"Now try to persuade him with words first, and then - let's find a way to make Luslango stronger!" Ocean put his waist on his waist and exposed his teeth, smiling very sunny.

"Oxon." At this moment, Lemoni's voice came over.

"There seems to be someone looking for us."

"well?"

......

"You, are you hunting the white Chimera hunter?" Cokuvitt stood in front of Oshen, feeling a lot of pressure.

So tall, the other one is even more terrifying, but the short one is fine, where is the other one gone?

Two drops of cold sweat were flowing down his face.

"Hello, my name is Oshenanos, please look for me." Oshen extended his hand very friendly.

"Ah, hello, you." Kokuwit carefully held Ocean's hand, shook it, and then quickly let go, "That, it's not me who is looking for you, but the mayor is looking for you."

The three of them looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes: "Mayor?"

"Ah, ah, it's the one who governs this town. He heard that you have hunted down the vicious monsters entrenched outside the town, so he wanted to meet a few brave hunters." Kokuwit's body was completely covered by the shadows of Oshen and Jimia, and his words were a little unsightly.

"That's it, that's OK." Oshen agreed with a smile.

Neither Jimiya nor Lemoni made a statement, so he was accused of it.

"There is another thing that the mayor specifically instructed me, that is, this white Chimera corpse, can you not move for the time being?" Kokuwit's voice trembled slightly.

Ocean looked at Kokuvit, feeling that this person was a little too timid, but he still said: "For this, this Chimera has actually been sent to someone by us. You can ask him at all."

"Oh? Who did you give it to?" Cokuvitt was stunned.
Chapter completed!