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Volume 2 The Long Road Chapter 112 The Meaning of Hunting

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    Chapter 112 The Meaning of Hunting

    Before the sun set, the three groups of hunters who performed the mission in the eastern mountains and forests returned to Baihe Village one after another.

    In the end, the hunters who performed the mission were all unscathed, and each came to Angelina to register the mission information with the prey materials obtained from the hunt and the news they found.

    When Yukas, who was at the end of the team, handed Angelina a backpack of Green Bear materials, she was greeted with exclamations from the surrounding villagers who were watching the fun.  Angelina also had a happy face. After asking about the mission in detail, she praised her a few times and gave her a few gold coins and dozens of guild points.

    "By the way, Mr. Village Chief, Constance is feeling a little uncomfortable and is going home first. Please fill in her reward as well. The loot here is half of hers." Yukas smiled and stretched out his left hand to take it.  He took the slightly bulging purse and her hunter's license from Angelina's hand, and took out Constance's hunter's license from her pocket with her right hand.

    "What? Constance is feeling a little uncomfortable?" Angelina looked at Jucas in confusion.

    Yukas patted his chest and explained the heart problem, "But Constance is fine, probably because of his mood."

    "As long as the person is fine," Angelina breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that the Constance person was fine. She lowered her head and filled out the information on the task sheet, "Why don't you let me send the hunter's license later, and go take a look at it too.  Constance.¡±

    Hearing this, Yukas retracted his open hand and smiled coquettishly, "It's better for you two sisters, village chief, to speak appropriately, and I, an old man, will not interfere."

    "Yukas, you are still young. Don't retire early. Our village can't survive without you." Angelina punched Yukas on the chest with her pink fist. "Look, the bones in your body are still strong."

    The two joked a little with each other, and Jucas couldn't resist the eloquent Angelina. He made a promise to stick to it until he was fifty, and then waved goodbye on the grounds that he still had a wife and children at home.

    Angelina had no choice but to pack up the documents, sort the materials collected by the hunters into categories, and put them into special storage boxes for storage. Then she locked the door and presented Constance's hunter's license to Kang.  Walking to Staines' house.

    Constance actually bought a house in Shirakawa Village after he started training. However, due to the long-term hospitalization and training that required Angelina's constant supervision, he only moved in in the past few days.

    Angelina followed the location of Constance¡¯s house in her memory and found Constance¡¯s new home.  A small white brick house with a small courtyard of more than ten square meters in front of the house.

    Angelina checked the house number at the door several times, and then knocked on the door after confirming it was correct.

    ¡°Dong-dong-dong, dong-dong-dong.¡±

    After waiting for a while, Constance slowly opened the door and was a little surprised to see Angelina: "Why are you here, where is Eureka?"

    "Why don't you welcome me?" Angelina pouted, pretending to be unhappy.

    "Welcome, welcome, I just asked Eureka. Where did it say you are not welcome?" Constance cheered up, put on a smile, and pulled Angelina into the house.

    Angelina curiously looked at the simple decoration in the room, took out Constance's hunter's license from her pocket and placed it on the wooden table, "Eureka went home early for dinner. I really envy Eureka.  It¡¯s a day when people are taking care of me. It¡¯s a pity that I, the village chief, don¡¯t even have any servants to help with cooking. Why don¡¯t you treat me to dinner?¡±

    Angelina¡¯s eyes were locked on the stove that had just extinguished the cooking fire, looking at the three seemingly delicious dishes that had just been plated, she suggested with salivation.

    "Okay, I just don't have the chance to thank you. Sit down as you like and I'll bring the food." Constance carefully put away his hunter's license and brought Angelina to the table with a smile.

    Soon the food was served, three dishes and one soup. Angelina picked up the bowls and chopsticks and ate without ceremony, while Constance showed her prowess and chewed slowly with a smile.

    "Constance," Angelina struggled with the slender vegetable pole with her chopsticks and asked seemingly casually, "I heard Eureka said you are not in a good mood today, right?"

    The chopsticks in Constance's hand stopped, and the smile that was originally on his face suddenly froze, "Yes, Eureka is right, I am not in a good mood today."

    "What's wrong? This is not the Constance I met who is happy as long as he is hunting. Is it a problem with the sword?" Angelina looked at the unhappy Constance worriedly and put down her hands.  took the bowls and chopsticks out of his hands.

    "No, that's not the reason," Constance shook his head, rubbing his hands on the wooden table, "The big sword is very powerful, and it suits me very well so far. I only spent a lot of time in it."The two green bears were eliminated in half the effort.  "

    "Then what's the reason? You're not in a bad mood for no reason. Could it be that something is coming?" Angelina teased half-jokingly.

    Constance's face suddenly turned red, and he muttered something about his life. He looked like he was "scared of you" and told the truth, "Chief Angelina, why do we hunters hunt monsters?  "

    Hearing Constance call herself this, Angelina knew that Constance was not joking. She thought seriously for a while and asked, "What do you think? Why do you hunt monsters."

    "Why are you asking me back? If I wasn't confused, why would I ask you?" Constance didn't understand what Angelina meant.

    "No, no, no, I'm not asking you now," Angelina shook her index finger, "I'm asking you in the past."

    "In the past," Constance half-raised his head, looking at the roof, recalling, "In the beginning, it was for livelihood. I thought hunting could make money and support myself. Later, I just liked hunting, and hunting became me.  An integral part of life.¡±

    "Good reason," Angelina said with approval, "There are many people who hunt for money, and your former partner Yukas is one of them. If it weren't for the purpose of supporting his wife and children, he might not have retired early and left this dangerous job.  job."

    "As for hobbies" Angelina picked up the spoon and took a sip, "Isn't this a good reason? Do it if you like it. No wonder our Constance can't be idle."

    "But, but now, I can no longer find that kind of happiness, maybe the happiness of conquering monsters, maybe the happiness of collecting materials, maybe the happiness of fighting with teammates, these things are all gone." Constant  Si clenched his hands into fists and shouted at Angelina.

    "Why? Tell me, do you know why?" Angelina seemed to understand something.

    "It's because of revenge." Constance lay down weakly on the chair, raised the front legs of the chair, and slowly rocked back and forth. "Maybe it's because my head is filled with thoughts of improving my strength that I let it go.  Lose your joy.¡±

    "No, think about it carefully. I didn't see you being unhappy or discouraged when you were practicing the sword. At that time, you were just thinking about revenge, weren't you?" Angelina shook her index finger again, denying Constant.  Si said, "Did something happen during this hunting?"

    "If it's not revenge, then it's the feelings between monsters. Aren't they just like people, with friendship, love, and family ties? Why do we want to kill them? The hunter or me is completely doing heinous bad things.  Ah!" Constance stared at his hands, his eyes widened, as if he could see blood stained by killing on his white palms.

    "Aren't they the same as humans? Why do monsters have intelligence and humans have intelligence, but they fight each other?" Constance opened his palms with an exaggerated expression.

    After Angelina listened, she remained silent, stood up, walked to Constance and patted her on the shoulder.

    Raising his head, Constance looked at Angelina's face with slightly red eyes, which was expressionless.

    "You are really too naive, Constance," Angelina and Constance looked at each other, "There is no reason, it's just a different stance. Where in the world are there so many reasons?"

    "What do you mean?" Constance asked in confusion.

    "Why did the Carlos family want to kill my father? Maybe it was just a casual move for them, but it was really a disaster for me. From my point of view, they are bad people, but it seems that they are just protecting the family's status." Angeli  Na gave an example.

    "But it's obvious that they were at fault. They killed your father!" Constance asked.

    "No, there is no absolute justice or evil in the world, nor is there complete right or wrong. We just look at the problem from different standpoints." Angelina's voice was smooth and smooth, without a trace of emotion, as if she was just speaking.  Something that has nothing to do with you.

    "Is it just a position?" Constance asked, repeating the word "stand" repeatedly, as if he was looking for his own position, perhaps his position towards Carlos, or perhaps his position as a hunter towards monsters.

    "If you must add a reason to these things, whether it is Carlos and I or the hunter and the monster, the word "survival" should be the most appropriate?" Angelina walked half a circle around the table, holding up her hands  Pressed on the wooden table.

    "Survival? Why is that the same word? Hunting monsters for money in exchange for living expenses, is this a superficial reason?" Constance looked at Angelina incredulously, as if she had no idea at all.I didn't expect this word to come out of her mouth.

    "Shallow? It's you who are superficial!" Angelina returned the word superficial, "Constance, you only focus on one person and one family. You are too superficial."

    Angelina excitedly stretched out her finger and pointed out the window, "Look at this world, this world with only humans and monsters. The survival I am talking about refers to the population, the survival of hunters or humans, and of course the survival of monsters.  Survive."

    Constance stopped talking and straightened up, thinking about Angelina's words in his mind.

    "Human beings will reproduce from generation to generation and need a larger and safer living space. They need to survive in this world. They will inevitably have conflicts with monsters who have the same purpose. Of course, battles cannot be avoided, so the hunting begins.  "Angelina lowered her voice again, but still pointed out the window.

    Constance followed Angelina's hand and looked out the window, "Are we fighting for the survival of mankind? Is this the meaning of our fight against monsters?"

    "That's right." Seeing that Constance seemed to be enlightened, Angelina continued her attack of words while the iron was hot, "Of course this is the highest meaning. Fighting for mankind may sound too noble, but every hunter hunts  When killing monsters, everyone is making a contribution to the tribe. No matter what standpoint he or she comes from, they have all done their part to help humans survive in this world."

    "The earliest hunters fought with such a lofty goal, so they were able to build the first village when the monsters were at their strongest."

    Constance stopped talking, lowered his head and fell into thinking.

    Angelina walked up and patted her shoulder as before, "Think about it carefully. If you are still confused, just do as I say and use the survival of mankind as your motivation for hunting. Maybe it will be better." Then half the table was separated.  , reached out to pick up the bowl and chopsticks, took a few bites of rice casually, and left Constance's house.

    "Forhumanitysurvival?" Constance sat on the chair, staring blankly at the leftovers in front of him, muttering to himself.
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