Chapter 49: Who Could Stand It

Along with Lautner, Nox, and Norton, William and his party found Eric and his son. They lived simply, wearing fur clothes cut from magical beasts. They lived their days purely hunting and did not like to communicate with other people.

When there was much prey, the two men would stay at home all day. Nobody knew what they were doing inside, but they were extremely indoorsy as both father and son would stay cooped up in their houses.

The long black bow in the hands of the elder Eric looked ordinary, it did not reflect any light under the sunlight.

In the eyes of those who had seen the world, once they had seen this thing, they would know that it was definitely not ordinary and was a good treasure for assassins, or at least a golden quality weapon.

Young Alec had two short swords of the same pitch-black color and the quality of the longbow in his hands was good but was of silver quality, which showed that this was only his spare weapon.

"If my Lord wants to hunt, you don't need to take us who will drag you down. Lord Lautner is so powerful that he is enough to protect your life." Eric refused William's request without hesitation.

Alec stood quietly beside his father, with his hands on his hips and his eyes looking around as if he had no care in the world. But in fact, he was ready to draw his sword, watching to see if people would surround them and whether there was a chance to kill anyone who blocked them and escape successfully.

Killers!

The key was not just to kill the enemy.

But to run away.

A killer who killed someone and did not die himself was a real ace killer.

Those who killed the enemy and died themselves were not considered killers but just dead men...

William had already expected the reaction of the two men. The killers from the dark shadow organization were not simple people, but he still said with a smile, "I heard that you have good abilities. I'm going up the mountain to get rid of those Trolls. Maybe you'd be interested?"

"Good abilities? Who said that?" Eric asked cautiously.

William shrugged. "Everyone said so. After all, although there are many professionals in this town, there seems to be no other hunter who can hunt down middle-level magical beasts besides the two of you."

"Hunt middle-level magical beasts? Isn't that very normal?" Eric did not finish his words and clamped his mouth shut.

After both father and son came to the town, they were silent and every time they hunted, they would choose larger beasts or magical beasts.

They did not pursue items of clothing, food, housing or transportation, they only needed some necessities.

So, even if it was a magical beast, other than leaving some meat and fur, the two of them would sell the rest at a low price or exchange for some daily necessities, then continue to stay in their house.

But because they did not have much interaction with people, they did not know what people thought of them, and gradually forgot the real situation of the town.

At first, they came because of William's father, wanting to find a safe shelter. Although they lived in a small town, they seemed to be living in the wild, living in isolation.

"But we are still not interested..."

"Father." Alec interrupted his father's refusal and said to William with a smile, "Please wait a moment. We'll get prepared and then come with you!"

William watched the two men return to the house, shutting the door.

"Tsk..." Norton smacked his lips with a strange gaze.

"Alec, you are a mature man. Please tell me why you did that." Eric did not understand. His life was stable now and he had finally escaped the pursuit of the organization. If they were to be high-profile now, wouldn't they be exposed easily?

Alec stared into his eyes intently and said, "Father, we can't hide forever. Or should I say, I don't want to be nameless for the rest of my life."

"You've... grown up, and are a mature little assassin." Eric sighed, his vigor suddenly disappeared as he sat down in the chair dejectedly.

Alec squatted down slowly and took Eric's hand, saying slowly, "Father is also young, but I don't want to hide anymore. The Dark shadows are very powerful, but they are an organization in the dark after all, and it's not so easy to find us.

"I want to make my existence valuable, rather than waiting for nothing, bearing it patiently until old age...

"But..."

Alec cried out again agitatedly, "Did you forget what they told us?"

"I remember what my mentor said."

"'Killers can only hide in the shadows forever. When the killer is exposed out in the open, that's when the killer disappears...'"

"Remember, we have killed a lot of people in secret, sneak attack, poisoning and so on.

"There are too many people who want to destroy the Dark shadow alliance, but because we never have a fixed territory and training ground, everything is not fixed...

"So much so that we will always move in the dark and never stop. That's the reason why we can really live."

Alec recalled what his mentor had said, and continued, "The Dark shadows are very powerful, and are the top killer organization in the Legendary continent. But they are not the top intelligence organization and don't have such a big influence in the southeast corner, so it's not so easy to find us.

"As long as we follow this ambitious Elf Lord, sooner or later we will become stronger.

"Then, both of us, who have power behind us, may be able to let the Dark shadow alliance remove their murderous intent towards us."

"That's right. We're just two rogue killers..." Eric nodded in a daze. He did not want to reveal his identity but also wanted to see the light of day again.

"That's right..."

When they regained their confidence and pushed open the door.

Their auras suddenly became totally different.

Even Lautner became cautious. The feeling was as though there were two shadows standing in front of him and if he closed his eyes, they would disappear completely...

"I hope Your Lordship didn't wait too long." Eric smiled.

William smiled and said, "No, I can see your hunting skills."

"Haha, please don't be too disappointed." Eric laughed and they walked into the forest together.

A Troll cave.

There were about a dozen Trolls.

If there were no mistakes, they were all monsters of beginner, middle, high and Grandmaster blood!

Trolls were not magical beasts.

They could speak and belonged to the intelligent creatures of the Dark camp. But other than their own race, everything else could be counted as their rations.

The Trolls did not mind having a taste of the Orcs and Demons in the same camp who were alone.

The Trolls' height ranged between 2.5 to 6 meters.

Their weight ranged from 750 kilograms to 2000 kilograms!

The weapons they used were generally huge maces...

The six hunters, who had come to Rainbow Lake saw the weapon in the Trolls' hands which was thick, long and full of barbs. Lautner could not help swallowing his saliva and murmured, "Who can withstand it?"

Meanwhile.

The other five looked at him silently...