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Chapter 1302

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"What do you mean?"

Lagren widened his eyes at Kieran with a glass of beer in his hand.

"Literal meaning."

Kieran said calmly.

Lagren widened his eyes and looked at Kieran blankly. After three to four seconds, he sighed with worry. "Yeah, I wasn't before, but now I am."

"People will only believe what they think. Even if I jump out and explain that you aren't, I'm afraid the one who will be doubted will be me, not you.

Even if it's the truth. "

Lagren shook his head as he sighed and took another sip of beer.

When the inn owner put down the wine glass once more, a stern look appeared on his face, and his aura changed.

It was as if he transformed from a common man into a ferocious beast like a lion or a tiger. He stared at Kieran and asked word by word, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Step by step."

Kieran replied calmly.

Although Lagren's presence was terrifying, to Kieran, it was nothing more than a gentle breeze caressing his face. Trying to affect Kieran with such a presence was a fantasy.

It seemed like Lagren noticed it as well.

"You are the same as those bastards.

You can really piss me off! "

Lagren sighed again.

This sigh was undoubtedly a lot more sorrowful than the previous one.

The beast-like presence on his body also dispersed along with the sigh. Lagren picked up his glass and prepared to leave.

He knew it was impossible to get anything out of Kieran.

It was impossible to get anything out of Kieran.

Kieran was too similar to a Monster Hunter.

If Lagren didn't know Kieran wasn't a Monster Hunter, he would also think Kieran was a Monster Hunter …

'Wait!

Is this all the Monster Hunters I know?

Is there nothing left out? '

Lagren suddenly jolted when he stood up. He thought of a certain possibility and looked at Kieran with a doubtful gaze.

"Are you really not a Monster Hunter?"

Kieran did not even raise his head and remained silent.

Looking at Kieran's reaction, the guesses in Lagren's heart grew bigger.

"How can there be people in this world who are so similar to those guys?"

"There must be some connection."

"I didn't notice it before. It's just that I didn't investigate carefully enough."

He quickened his pace back to his room.

He needed to apply for an investigation from headquarters.

The Demon Hunters he was familiar with did not count.

He had to set his sights on the next ten years, no! Considering Kieran's age, all the missing demon hunters in the past 30 years had to be investigated!

The secret communication was connected. After the person on the other side heard Lagren's request, there was a moment of silence.

"What happened?"

"Do you know that your request is beyond your authority?"

Two seconds later, a puzzled female voice came from the microphone.

"I'll use my special authority."

Lagren said without hesitation.

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you."

"But …"

"No buts, I'm already retired. I've kept my special authority that I haven't used for so many times, do I want to bring it to my grave?

Or do you think I have a descendant who can inherit it? "

Lagren interrupted the question on the other side.

Compared to the special privileges that were extremely precious to others, Lagren wanted to know Kieran's identity more.

The long-lost curiosity made Lagren quickly immerse himself in it, unable to extricate himself.



Lagren thought he had a room that could isolate sound, but he would never have thought that even in a room like this, every single word of his was heard by Kieran.

Kieran didn't care about Lagren's investigation.

He himself did not exist.

No matter how Lagren investigated him, he would only drag himself into an unsolvable whirlpool.

As for finding out the truth?

Kieran believed Lagren wouldn't do that.

Just like how he believed Smith's arrival.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Smith carried a little girl and brought along five other little girls. He was like a nanny in the Stove-grilled Fish restaurant.

Smith quickly noticed Kieran sitting in the corner and brought the little girls over without a second thought.

"Thank you.

Thank you. "

Smith's voice was slightly hoarse. The little girls' voices were clear and pleasant to the ear.

The little girls were still a little afraid of the outside world.

However, when they saw Kieran, the fear quickly calmed down. Even Saya, the youngest of the five in Smith's arms, was no exception.

"Thank you."

The little girl turned around and said in a sweet voice.

"Em.

There's some food over there. "

Kieran nodded and pointed at the bar counter.

Smith immediately understood and brought the girls over to Lagren to ask for the price.

"It's on me."

Lagren glanced over the little girls and showed a smile that he thought was kind.

However, Lagren seemed to have neglected his beard.

The smile didn't calm the little girls down. Quite the opposite, all of them hid behind Smith.

None of the little girls were willing to stay near the bar counter, all of them gathered around Kieran.

Lagren touched his beard in a gloomy manner, then stood up and left the hall. When he returned, he had quite a lot of pastries in his hand.

Lagren thought he would get a smile from the little girls when he gave out the pastries, but instead, he saw the little girls looking at him with vigilance.

It was obvious that the little girls, who had gone through a painful experience, had long understood what was most important.

In the end, Lagren put down the pastries with a broken heart and returned to the bar counter.

The more depressing thing was, the little girls didn't touch the pastries he bought, even though their eyes showed a sense of longing.

Looking at the scene, Lagren couldn't help but feel heartache.

He knew what caused the little girls to behave like this.

"You bastards, you should be struck by lightning!

I wish you all a happy life from now on, my * * * * *! "

Lagren couldn't help but curse.

He then increased the bounty on the Blood Kin Fang in Eiders by 20%.

Smith had been watching Lagren ever since he entered the hotel.

"He is a Demon Hunter?

This is the Demon Hunter's turf? "

Smith asked.

Kieran nodded.

"Can I stay here with them?"

"Sure."

Kieran's answer delighted Smith.

However, the delight froze on Smith's face when he heard what Kieran asked next.

"You plan to hide forever?

"Living in fear, not even daring to step out of this place?"

You can. "

"What about them?"

"Or should I say …"

"If something similar happens again, what will you do?"

Kieran looked at the little girls who were eating softly.

After a narrow escape from death, they had matured to an extraordinary degree.

However, such maturity wasn't what everyone wanted.

At least, not Smith.

Smith clenched his fists tightly and started to breathe heavily. Following Kieran's words, Smith was once again plunged into the despairing state.

"W-What should I do?"

Smith looked up at Kieran with clenched teeth.

As for Kieran?

He smiled.

He uttered a word with a smile.

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