Game: I'm a Hunter in the Blood Curse World

Chapter 149 The Encounter in Furen Town (Part 1) - Please Subscribe!

Two days later.

Luting City.

Bucks Hotel.

The magician Moria looked at the witch who had entered and asked calmly, "How is it? Hearst's hunter is almost at Fren. How's the hunting party leader's hook coming along?"

The witch sat in front of the dressing table, crossed her legs, and showed off her beautiful figure.

She tilted her head and looked at Moria with a smile, "This young master Götze from the Cavill family is quite troublesome. He sensed something was off about my identity when I left a few days ago."

I took him around the nearby towns several times these past two days, following the scripted route to finally shake him off.

Hehe! My brother is getting more and more amazing!

The witch's face lit up with pride, then turned to a mournful expression: "Waaah! He's definitely gotten even shorter!"

Moria squinted, staring at the dark, writhing mass in the mirror on his lap, and said, "In any case, Edmund's method worked."

Master Leslie finally started moving; it seems that the "dream" has restored much of his vitality.

The witch, seemingly out of nowhere, approached Moria's side and looked at Leslie in the mirror, clicking her tongue in amazement. "As expected of a strongman who has stepped into the threshold of a Grandmaster Hunter, he has retained a sliver of consciousness even after being tormented for so long."

Moriah's expression changed. He put away the mirror and warned the witch with icy eyes, "Don't interfere with my performance! You should also set off for South Harbor to prepare your own stage!"

The witch sighed, shook her ornaments, and they jingled.

She walked to the door, opened it, but stopped, turned around, and smiled at the magician: "Goodbye, Moria! You're still as adorable as when you were a child!"

Moria watched the witch's purple figure disappear into the room and whispered, "Goodbye, Hera—you are still as beautiful as you were in your youth—"

Screech! Screech! Screech! The wheels of the Thorn Crown left two deep ruts in front of the west gate of Fren Town.

Upon seeing the extravagantly designed, spiked hunting wagon, one of the guards, momentarily dazed, instinctively reached for his spear.

But after being alerted by his companion, he noticed the beast marks on the Thorn Crown carriage.

Although the soldiers had never seen this mark before, they recognized the brand of the Putt Town Hunter Association beneath the beast mark.

As the gateway to the Northeast Province, Fulun Town, though small, is a typical military town with high walls and deep moats.

The town of Furen is situated between two high mountains, connected to the surrounding low walls and beacon towers, effectively providing protection for the most important central province.

The Northeast Province was the last territory opened up by the Healing Church, and those insect god believers had caused quite a bit of trouble.

Vann led Katja and Lilith down from the carriage.

After two days, Lilith was able to walk on her own.

She hasn't opened her eyes yet, and she's slow, so someone has to hold her hand.

To conceal Lilith's stunning beauty, Katya sewed a black veil and hood, making the slender Lilith look like a noblewoman.

Van En, holding Lilith's hand, led Katya to the city gate. After a brief identity check, they drove the Forbidden Crown into the city and headed to the administrative office.

As the massive crown of thorns swept past them, the soldiers, smelling the chilling rust of blood from the iron spikes, unconsciously began to stare intently.

They started chattering amongst themselves, wondering which powerful family in Wingmoon City owned such a flashy hunting carriage.

As a semi-militarized town, after Vann entered, he was guided by a knight to avoid the main road and reach the government office.

The handsome and powerful Soul Beast Lao Ba attracted the attention of those around him, who were now certain that Fan En was the young master of some family in Yongyue City.

After Vann led Lilith by the hand, with Katya beside them, the passersby became even more certain of their judgment: "Wow! They're all beautiful women, and this young master is so tall and handsome!"

"His aura is overwhelming! Just looking at this hunter from this distance makes my legs weak; he might even have the strength of a high-level hunter!"

"Hey! Look, his hunter's uniform has the insignia of the Tenth Hunting Group, could it be that—"

"Always surrounded by beautiful women! The Tenth Hunting Group! So powerful, could it be Lord Götze?!"

"That's impossible! Didn't Lord Götze just return to Moonlit City?"

"Yes! The Seventeenth and Eighteenth Hunting Groups arrived yesterday to clear the blood mist over Put Town! How could the Tenth Hunting Group possibly come?"

Van Eyre overheard the discussion but didn't respond, only thinking to himself:

Lorinsa, your brother is really awesome! Everyone knows him.

Fan En shook his long black leather trench coat, still faintly smelling the unique fragrance of Rolinsa. He couldn't help but reminisce, "That girl, judging by the time, should be arriving in Luting by now! In another five or six days, she'll be home."

The clerk from the administrative office led "this important person, Fan En" to the office of the political minister.

The Chief Executive was a middle-aged, overweight man in his forties who looked very kind.

He glanced at Van En, smiled and nodded, then asked, "Did you have a smooth journey here? Didn't you run into your colleagues from the Seventeenth and Eighteenth Hunting Groups?"

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Fan En shook his head and said, "No, I have urgent business to attend to. Please do me the favor!"

Van En didn't put on any airs, which relieved the Minister of State.

But when his gaze fell on the documents from Putt and he saw the surname "Hurst," he froze on the spot.

After waiting for about ten seconds, Fan En impatiently urged, "Do you see any problems? If not, I still need to get going."

"Oh! Yes! No problem, definitely no problem!"

The Minister of State, realizing what had happened, was covered in sweat and immediately stamped the blank space.

He then opened the drawer, reached inside, and took out a gold-embossed pass.

The Chief Minister's face showed a mixture of excitement and surprise. He would occasionally look up at Fan En, as if a character from a history textbook had stepped out of his book.

He blew the dust off the gilded pass, then solemnly wrote:

[Anyone who sees this highest-level access pass is hereby granted immediate passage for Lord Van Hearst.]

The Chief Executive carefully checked the handwriting and grammar, and after finding no problems, immediately stood up and walked over to Fan En.

He straightened his dwindling hair and clothes, bowed slightly, and handed the pass to Vann with both hands, saying excitedly, "Welcome back, Lord Vann. We will always look forward to the arrival of Hearst's bloodline on this land."

Seeing the Chief Minister's solemn demeanor, Fan En nodded in response, "I hope I'm not too late."

Van En accepted the pass, took Lilith's hand, and prepared to leave.

Katja bowed to the Minister of State and then followed Van En.

The portly Chief Minister watched Van En's retreating figure, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

Only after he heard Van En's footsteps disappear at the end of the corridor did he whisper in a strange language, "You've finally arrived. It seems that those of us who have performed beyond our allotted time can finally take our final bow."