Who hid My Corpse!
Chapter 534: Seventeen Old Hunters

Chapter 534: Seventeen Old Hunters

"...Is it here?"

After following the innkeeper’s daughter through a maze of twists and turns, Vic finally stopped in front of an extremely secluded cottage.

"Yeah, this is the place." The innkeeper’s daughter showed a sly smile, "How was it, feel lost yet? Don’t worry, I’ll lead you out later."

"You’ll lead me out?" Vic was somewhat puzzled, "Why?"

"What? If I don’t lead you out, do you think you’ll find your way back?"

"Why not?" Vic said, "Even though it seems like you chose some overly complicated detours, but..."

Vic turned his head and pointed to the inn just two streets away.

"Isn’t the inn right there? Why do you have to... hmm?" He suddenly realized, "Wait, were you deliberately taking a detour?"

The innkeeper’s daughter’s mouth twitched.

Damn it, she got caught!

She didn’t have any bad intentions, she just thought that since she had received so much money from Vic, just leading him through two streets seemed a bit too perfunctory, so she deliberately chose some longer routes to make Vic feel his money was well-spent.

Who knew this guy could still recognize the route!

Really, if you knew the way, why didn’t you say so earlier? I wouldn’t have had to walk so far; my legs hurt.

The innkeeper’s daughter grumbled internally, but dared not voice it directly, instead she coughed twice and denied, "Of course I didn’t purposely take a detour, do you think I’m an idiot? It’s just that... well, the hunter you were looking for has been in hiding for a long time, he doesn’t want outsiders to know where he lives, so that’s why I did this."

"I see."

...He actually believed it just like that, is this guy really that naïve? _{f|ree(w)ebn\o.vel.com}

Though the innkeeper’s daughter hadn’t exactly lied, the old hunter indeed didn’t want outsiders knowing his whereabouts, but the fact that this guy didn’t have any doubts made her curious enough to ask, "Didn’t you think that I might be out to scam you?"

"Scam me?"

"Yeah, like luring you into an alley to beat you up, or simply kill you to rob your money."

"Huh? Would you do something like that?"

"...Since you’re asking like this, of course not!"

"...Oh." Vic nodded, saying, "I don’t think you’re that kind of person."

These words moved the innkeeper’s daughter a bit.

Such an innocent, kind person, leading him just this once made her feel somewhat guilty about taking his money...

"Because there’s a pleasant fragrance about you," Vic continued, "different from those people."

...A pleasant fragrance? Different from those people?

The innkeeper’s daughter thought this statement sounded familiar, as if someone had said something similar to her not long ago.

...Wait a minute, wasn’t this what that pervy Priest Rhein said about her smelling nice!

The innkeeper’s daughter’s expression turned black instantaneously.

Damn it, she actually thought he was a good person!

Being that pervy priest’s accomplice, how could he possibly have anything to do with being innocent?!

Of course, Vic could also sense the emotional shift in the innkeeper’s daughter, but he had no idea why, and she didn’t give him a chance to ask as she knocked on the door with a sullen face.

Soon, footsteps could be heard from inside the house.

Judging by the footsteps, the person’s legs didn’t seem very nimble.

Then the door opened, and an old man in a dirty grey robe, leaning on a cane, appeared in Vic’s view.

Vic’s eyes lit up instantly.

He could immediately tell the person was a hunter because the scent on him was exactly the same as an old hunter he had met before.

Finally... I’ve seen a hunter again!

Vic subconsciously took two steps forward, wanting to talk to the man, but he didn’t expect the old hunter to frown and show killing intent in his eyes the moment he saw Vic.

"Wildfire Cultist!" he shouted, "What do you want by finding this place!?"

Before Vic could react, the innkeeper’s daughter’s face also changed upon hearing this.

"You’re a Wildfire Cultist?!" the innkeeper’s daughter shouted, "You told me earlier you weren’t!"

Vic immediately defended himself, "I’m not a Wildfire Cultist."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "clang", and the old hunter’s cane was already pressed against his throat.

At the base of the cane was indeed a rusty dagger.

"One more step and I’ll kill you," the old hunter said coldly, "The reason I’m even giving you a warning is that I’m retired as a hunter. If this were before, your head would already be gone... scum."

...So, so fast.

Vic hadn’t been able to clearly see the other’s movements before he was forced into a desperate situation.

The last time he felt this pressure was from Bai Wei.

"Seriously, if you’d said you were with the Wildfire Cult, I wouldn’t have brought you here!" The innkeeper’s daughter said irritably while grabbing Vic’s sleeve, "Just now you tricked me into thinking you were a good person... Now go away!"

"No, I’m really not a Wildfire Cultist!" Vic tried to explain, "You guys have to believe me!"

"Don’t treat people like idiots." The old hunter’s tone remained cold, "No matter how much you disguise, I can smell the stink on you... It’s not human but more like that of a beast. If you don’t leave, I’ll really have to make a move."

"I’m not a beast!" Vic panicked, "Ade isn’t either!"

As he spoke, Vic took off his hood, revealing a half-human, half-wolf face.

This immediately scared the innkeeper’s daughter, causing her to release her grip and instinctively step back two paces.

While the old hunter quickly squinted his eyes, the veins on his hand gripping the cane stood out, evidently ready to attack!