Durin's Diary

Chapter 826 Discussion
To be honest, no one in this world could remain calm when faced with the invitation of His Excellency Durin, the Duke of Ayrsh, the Grand Duke of the three major administrative regions of Zaporizhia, Vasilievka and Melitopol, the Protector of Austria and Switzerland, and the respected four-level legend.

The hunter masters and hunter lords among the hunters set out on their journey as quickly as possible and gathered at the Everburning Nest.

Because they were invited by Lord Durin, they had free food and lodging, which allowed the hunters and hunting masters who had been living in the open air all day to enjoy the rapid changes in the civilized world.

At the same time, it also made them feel sorry for their fellow travelers who had to delay for a few more days because of the long journey.

After all, in the Everburning Nest, one can see the Great Hunter Lord every day, and experience the joy that new firearms bring to hunters in Lord Durin's gun shop - here, they can even see the rifle that the Great Hunter Lady Melinda used when she shot the legend.

This is much better than those girls in the bathhouse.

Of course, as to why Lord Durin wanted to gather them together, the hunters and hunting masters also asked Madam Melinda, and she said that they would know once everyone arrived.

Although Madam Melinda kept her mouth shut, the hunters were no fools. They soon discovered that there were a lot of young people serving the Everburning Nest. They didn't seem to be divided by status like the young hunters, and there wasn't even a subtle hostility between orphans and normal children.

So soon, the hunters and hunting masters felt that Lord Durin summoned them for the future of these young people - everyone knew that Lord Durin liked young people and was more willing to protect children, and they also had many orphans in their hands. These children were talented and were discovered and taken in by their mentors, and then became hunters.

In fact, many people’s mentors and they themselves have gone through this.

In the world of hunters, those with family inheritance, such as Mrs. Melinda's Connery family, are ultimately few and far between - after all, there are really not many lucky people who can complete family accumulation.

Many hunters died in battles with alien species until Lord Durin invented new firearms, which greatly improved the hunters' survival rate.

This is also the reason why the hunters and hunting masters were willing to come when faced with the invitation from Lord Durin - it's just that the great hunter, Lord Melinda, does not have such a big face to allow hunters and hunting masters from various countries to gather together.

After all, regarding the Great Hunter's abilities, there are still many hunters and hunter masters of the older generation who think that she is just lucky and married the right person.

Of course, those who hold such thoughts have been frightened by the strength shown by Mrs. Melinda in the past few days - within a radius of 500 meters, she can know where you are hiding no matter where you are. In the past, such ability was unheard of.

This alone has impressed many of the older generation, not to mention this lady's record - the average loss rate of the newcomers she brought in during the first year was 30%.

It’s not that the young people are incapable, nor that she is not a good teacher.

It was because she taught too well. The young people were excellent in other aspects, but because she was too strong, the young hunters did not have enough sense of crisis, and eventually killed themselves in various accidents.

Some people didn't believe it and let their apprentices compete with Melinda's apprentices. The result was that they were beaten by Mrs. Melinda's apprentices in all subjects.

In her hands, an apprentice hunter who can hit a target 1,500 meters away is the standard. Those who can't hit it are embarrassed to follow the lady to learn. Some top students can even use the latest hunting gun to hit a target 2,000 meters away.

Just aim with your machine gun, raise your hand and shoot, and you will hit the target.

The apprentices of the older generation of hunters, even the current trainee hunters who could hit a thousand meters, had become their own treasures. After a round of competition, no one from the older generation dared to say that Madam Melinda had married into a good family. Speaking of talent, her achievement as a Great Hunter was truly the result of her hard work and perseverance. The thought of how much of their talent her and Lord Durin's offspring might inherit made everyone even more excited.

After all, those who can become hunters and hunting masters are basically not alone. Every family has children of the right age, right?

By the seventh day, the last group of people should have arrived.

So early in the morning, the two old hunters sat in the hall, waiting for their old friend.

"Come to think of it, Old Shik is the only old fellow among the three of us who still uses bow weapons." The gray-bearded dwarf Old Stone Hammer sat on the sofa. He had never been accustomed to the civilized world because everything here was too exquisite and lacked the beauty of nature.

However, he also understood that in the Everburning Nest of the Everforged Fortress, human traces were the best traces. This fortress had protected human civilization for hundreds of years. It was because of this fortress that the Silver Peak Mountain where he, the old dwarf, lived was spared from the frequent invasions of the green-skinned orcs.

Durin's grandfather, Old Ish, helped Silver Peak Mountain survive the famine, which was a favor that could never be repaid. Therefore, the old dwarf was the first to respond to Durin's invitation.

He also brought his three best apprentices, but unfortunately they were beaten up by Madam Melinda's apprentices.

Dwarves cannot defeat halflings. In the past, anyone who heard this would laugh their heads off.

But the problem now was that they couldn't defeat her, even three against one. That little halfling girl, in a prone position, could fire a 3,200-meter hunting rifle with a 30x scope and hit the target on the first try. Most importantly, she was an orphan.

"Yes, although there are mechanical bows now, for hunters, bow weapons have really reached an era where they should be replaced by firearms." Another human hunter, George Winter, lamented.

Then they heard a sigh coming from outside the door.

An old elf strode into the Everburning Nest. His long silver-white hair was casually tied up with a leather band, and a few strands of hair hung down on his shoulders.

There was an old scar under his left eye, as if it had been scratched by some claw.

The bandages wrapped around his hands had long lost their original color, and his hand armor was stained with solidified purple-black blood that seemed impossible to wash off, while the scale armor covering his body was even darker and redder.

Handing the mechanical bow and quiver to the tall-hoofed waiter, the old elf strode up to the two of them and asked, "Where is our Lord Durin?"

"If I'm not mistaken, he should be on the third floor now, old Sanqui, you should go and see how your elf relatives enjoy life."

"Enjoying life? That's truly a luxury." The old elf glanced at his two well-dressed old friends and said, "It seems I should also change my clothes before meeting Lord Durin."

"That's right, my old friend. Take off all that stinking stuff on you and tell us where you went crazy again." After saying that, the two hunters stood up and said, "Come, follow us to the downtown area. We will find you a good ready-to-wear store and transform you into a new person."

(End of this chapter)