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Volume 1: The Fledgling Chapter 24: Father¡¯s Relics

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    After several days of adequate feeding by Ella, Constance was full of energy and lively after a few days of rest. The weather was good, and the light snow that had been falling had completely stopped. Ella decided to take care of Constance as soon as possible.  Stans' weapons issue.

    Some of the hunters' weapons are made using monster materials, some are forged using ores, and most of them are made using a mixture of ores and monster materials. The weapon Ella plans to make for Constance is made of white.  Made of Athlon material.

    The White Velociraptor is a kind of dragon that lives in the mountains near the hot spring village. Its appearance is similar to the Dog Dragon, Blue Velociraptor and other dragon species, but it has a white skin, and its skin is extremely hard under the test of cold.  Its throat has an organ that can release small ice bombs, making it a disgusting dragon species.

    Now that the target was determined, Constance and Ella split up. Constance went to the village chief's house to find a suitable task, while Ella went to the small market in Hot Spring Village to buy the items needed for hunting.  .

    After the first time and the second time, Constance seemed to be very familiar with it. She skillfully searched for suitable tasks on the bulletin board in front of the village chief's house. The keywords of Bai Sulong were what she was looking for.  Target, hunters these days don¡¯t have Baidu where they can enter keywords to find tasks. On the bulletin board filled with nearly a hundred task orders, Constance searched for five minutes before he found one between the several task orders.  Zhang Banxin¡¯s task list.

    "Collect the materials, White Velociraptor Skin, and deliver it to the owner of the clothing store. Bounty: 10 silver coins, 10 hunter points." Constance carefully pulled down the task list, read it from beginning to end, and confirmed that the task is still there.  Before it expired, he happily entered the village chief's house with the task list in hand.

    "Village Chief, please help register the tasks." Constance gently placed the task list on the village chief's desk.

    "Well, yo, it turns out that Constance is back. I heard from Ella that you went to Lockark to take the exam? It seems that you passed it easily." The village chief pushed up the old glasses on his nose and found that the person who came was actually  It was Constance, he asked and answered with a smile.

    "I passed by luck, I passed by luck." Constance stuck out his tongue, "Village chief, here is my hunter's certificate. You should know my master's certificate. Please register the mission for us both."

    "Okay, my old memory has not faded. Come on, put it on the table, and I will register it for you." The village chief picked up the ink pen, held his left hand with his right hand, and steadily registered the information on the pass.

    "Hey, I used to use a giant sword just like your father. Now that I'm old, my hand that used to be able to hold the sword steadily can no longer even hold a pen." The village chief finished writing the pass and loosened his grip.  The left hand holding the wrist of his right hand started to tremble slightly involuntarily.

    "You must be strong, village elder. You can kill a dog and a dragon instantly with your eyes." Constance picked up the pass and comforted him.

    "Haha, don't praise me. I know what's going on. When people get old, they have to accept it." The village chief shook his head and suddenly stood up, "By the way, Constance, I have something to give to you.  you."

    "Something? What thing? If it's something valuable, I can't take it." Constance waved his hand, wanting to decline the village chief's kindness.

    "No, take a look first. The thing is not mine, but your father's!" The village chief held Constance's wrist with his old hand and slowly pulled her to the back room.

    ¡°If she hadn¡¯t known that the village chief was a good person but in poor health, Constance might have thought that the village chief had brought her into the back room to do something that many people loved to do.

    "Come, look at this." Constance was brought to the bed by the village chief. The village chief bent down with difficulty and pulled out a box from under the bed.

    "Village Chief, why do you like to hide things under the bed?" Constance asked with a smile.

    "Hey, it's a problem left over from my youth. I hide something behind the old woman's back. Why don't I just hide it under the bed? I'm off topic. Come, take a look at this box." The village chief handed the box to Constance.  The box was not big, about half a hand wide and two palms long. Constance held the box with one hand.

    "Here, the box is very ordinary." Constance rummaged through it and found no carvings or carvings like the boxes containing artifacts in the novels of his previous life. It was just an ordinary shabby small box. He didn't even know it was there when he pawned it.  There are not two copper coins.

    "This box is very ordinary, but the things inside are extraordinary!" The village chief pushed his hand and motioned to Constance to open the box and take a look.

    "Inside?" Constance gently pinched the mechanism on the side of the box, and the box suddenly opened with the help of a spring. Lying quietly inside was a waist bag, which is usually used by hunters to hold props.

    ? ???This, this belongs to my father?  Constance curiously took out the dusty fanny pack from the box, gently shook off the dust on it, and the fanny pack also revealed its appearance.

    "Light green, very ordinary, nice touch, medium size, this is Constance's evaluation of it, but it has been pulled a few times, and it must be tough."

    "Yes, this is your father's relic. When your father was found at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, he was covered in blood, his armor was in pieces, and his weapons were missing. Only this pocket bag was still intact.  Out of respect, the search team did not open it at that time, but put the pocket bag with the village chief of Wenquan Village. Now it is my turn to be the village chief, and this bag has also spread to me." The old man said,  The memories in my heart were brought out.

    "Then did you see what was inside the bag?" Constance shook the bag and found that it was very light. She judged that there were definitely not many things in it, and they were small things.

    "You will know after you open it and take a look." The village chief said calmly without saying anything.

    "This?" Constance opened the bag and looked inside. The bag was like a black hole, extremely dark, as if it had swallowed up all the light, like a bottomless pit.

    "Could this bag be a legendary space pocket or some other prop?" Constance was shocked. She tremblingly put her hand in and was overjoyed. It was really a space pocket, and she also caught something that she could touch.  Like the hilt of a giant sword.

    "Isn't it amazing? I was shocked at the time. If I hadn't grown old, I would have really wanted to go hunting with this bag on." The village chief said with the corners of his mouth raised.

    "How big is this pocket?" Constance paid attention to her appearance and did not continue to fumble. She took out her hand, closed the bag, and asked the village chief carefully.

    "It's about two cubic meters, it's big enough." The village chief recalled it and made some gestures with his hands.

    "Well, are you sending it to me now?" Constance asked, suppressing the excitement in her heart.

    "That's right, that's right. I'm an old man and can't use this thing. It's your father's relic, so of course it's left to you. I hope you can make good use of this bag. Why don't you give it a name now.  "The village chief said as he watched Constance happily tie the bag around his waist.

    "It doesn't matter what the name is, just call it a space pocket." Constance was a little careless and not exaggerated. He made up a name at random, thanked the village chief, took the pass and his hunter's license, and moved in three steps.  He walked out of the village chief's house and hurried to meet the master.

    "By the way, who is my dad! He actually has such unscientific equipment." Constance was confused as he walked. It's no wonder that there is no magic in this world as imagined. Naturally, such supernatural things are rare.  There are so few of them, even the monster breathing fire is considered a strange thing, but it is not as magical as the magician in the novel.

    ¡°Forget it, forget it, I don¡¯t want to think about it anymore.¡± Constance knew that thinking about it was in vain, so he stopped thinking about it and ran to the market to meet Ella.

    I have signed a contract. Thank you for your support. Signing the contract does not mean it will be on the shelves, but it means that I will continue to update steadily. I hope you can continue to support me with recommendation votes. I will also work hard to write better and correct some bad writing.  Habits, such as using the word "le" too much, etc.

    There will be no more updates tomorrow. I will be busy signing contracts during the day. I would like to say thank you at the end. As for the cat, it will appear soon.

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