Hunter of the Perished World

Even the most unforgivable sinner didn't pay for his sins with his life, but just lived his life being deprived of his freedom.

“It was that time. ”

There was no more accurate representation to explain how good the world was before its destruction.

“It's good to live dirty. ”

Leona would have worshipped at least ten times if someone had put her in that prison. Of course, if you were yourself before you met Gene, you should have assumed.

Somehow, Leona pulls out her banned gear cautiously.

“Then, why is the world like this? ”

Leona couldn't help but ask why. Leona either heard the truth about the Mass Confusion Point (MCP) where Fortress was set up, or she didn't think Gene would answer.

Gene shrugs.

“War.”

Gene always brought out the word that was the result, the cause and the return point of obvious history.

What else could there be?

Gene added again.

“A war between men. ”

It wasn't even a war with monsters.

“And the monster? ”

“That was the cause. ”

It became a catalyst, but it wasn't the monster itself that destroyed the humans. For some reason, humans fought amongst themselves. And this is how the world became, and as the humans began to emerge after their extinction, monsters covered the world.

“Let's go back.”

After gathering enough of the essentials, Gene puts his sack on his shoulder and turns around. Leona wanted to hear more, but Gene didn't want to explain the topic.

After returning to Sorwin's quarters, Leona is able to come and see Ramfil waiting.

“You're here. ”

And there were two more sacks next to him. While Gene was filling one sack, Ramfil gathered all of them and put together two more sacks, waiting.

It was Ramfil who might have to say good ability or useless enthusiasm. Having four guns would make a lot more pesticides, so getting more wouldn't hurt. The villagers were already watching from afar, wondering what the outsiders were doing.

“The cauldron is already boiling. ”

As the High Septon approached, Gene nodded. One cauldron sits in a furnace, and one giant cauldron sits in a puddle with only water.

“Looks like you'll be making more than I thought. Can you spare two more pots?" Like this. ”

“Yes, I'll be ready right away. ”

The cauldron on top of the large mound used in the mound was usually the cauldron and mound used to make food for the whole mound. Gin put melting water in a boiling pot, and shrimp mushrooms and minnows in an unboiled pot.

“Stir it hard. ”

At Gene's words, Ramfil nods and starts stirring the spatula in the cauldron with all his strength.

Whee! Whee!

“No, no, no! You don't have to do it that fast. That's enough."

Ramfil was overwhelmed with water because of how fast it was stirring.

“Don't change your words.... ”

Ramfil says so, and adds a grip on his surroundings. Come to think of it, they were acting now.

“Father.”

“ ……. ”

Leona calls him Dad, but listening to Ramfil's dad is also pretty lethal to Gin. Ramfil also said small, looking at Gin to see if he knew how Gin felt.

“I'm not doing it because I like it. ”

“Let's refrain from unnecessary conversations until we get out of here. ”

Jin warns you with a warm expression, and Ramfil nods.

“I agree."

Then he started stirring with the giant spatula next to him like boiling soup. From afar, it looked like the villagers were preparing food for today.

Ramfil was stirring a pot of poison and a pot of boiling gin. Ramfil asks Gin if the question is still insufferable.

“What does this mean? ”

“It synthesizes pomegranate mushrooms and civet toxicity with an emulsifier. With the right facilities and equipment, you'll be able to make stronger medicines, but this is enough for now. We'll catch bugs, not people. ”

Therefore, if it is properly synthesized, it can produce a poison that can kill humans. The dagger is not the only weapon of a hunter, and Gene knows how to blend deadly poison. Sometimes monsters need poison more than fire.

Gene was brewing an emulsifier, and Ramfil was submerging the poison in water in advance.

“Why are you boiling it together and doing it separately, Dad? ”

“ ……. ”

Gene looked at her with a fierce look whenever she called her that, and that's why she called her fiercely. I was most embarrassed when I asked him to.

Obviously, this act was told by Jin to do it, but in fact, Gene was the most disadvantage.

“Plant poisons are sometimes susceptible to fever. Sometimes boiling destroys the toxin, and those two toxins are the same thing. Even if you make an emulsifier, you have to cool it down and put it in. ”

“How does that work? ”

This time it was Ramfil's question.

“Think easy. ”

“Easily?”

“We're building a bioweapon. ”

The ramfil, who knows what it is, stops fingers from stirring the cauldron. Even if there was considerable resistance to CP or poison, it was not completely immune. An ultra-concentrated bioweapon could also do enough damage to a cyborg, Ramfil. Now that Ramfil was making such a thing, he had no choice but to slow down the touch of stirring the boiling pot.

Obviously, the hand of the ramfil, which was stirring the cauldron carelessly, is slightly slower. Gene laughs at that reaction.

“... Pesticides are bioweapons in the first place. It only has a weak effect on Humans. ”

It's a bioweapon that only applies to insects, and it doesn't have to be sensitive to the dangers of its own name.

“Kind of a neuroagonist. Insects exposed to this cause nerve paralysis and DNA destruction... Anyway, die. ”

Gene did not explain in detail because he had no idea what DNA was. Even though Ramfil knows more than ordinary people, he has no idea how a toxic substance called Amatoxin works.

Thinking it was boiling moderately, Gene turned off the fire and waited for the emulsifier to eat, and did the same thing in the other cauldrons prepared.

Soon, after the two emulsifiers were finished, they waited for the heated emulsifier to eat.

The villagers wondered what strange things they were doing, but only the High Septon approached them.

The Pantheon asks if Jean's group is weird and curious.

“How do you know this…. ”

“I've lived in change for a long time. We have to know if we're going to survive. ”

“It is the grace of twilight that you have come here. I'm going to carve it into your heart. ”

The High Septon expressed his gratitude, and Jean's party joined the colonists for dinner. It was primitive but not crowded at the same time. Before raising the electricity, Leona and Ramfil stared at the two people who were suddenly frozen as if they were throwing up a tornado.

Pilgrims said that not raising the table electricity was a suspicious act, and so was the High Septon.

Even though it was quiet, Leona and Ramfil couldn't help but look surprised when a strangely cheerful atmosphere intensified like an ice sheet. They didn't even know what they were doing wrong.

But Gene spoke to the priest who was sitting next to him.

“I am a believer, but I am not a believer yet because my children will be formally baptized in the Twilight Tower. That's why I hope you didn't teach me any manners or rituals at all. ”

“Ah, ah... Amazing! I can't believe you live up to that tradition... ”

The atmosphere that was frozen quickly subsided, and I sent a respectful glance to Jinn, as well as to the villagers.

“I think the well-being of our church will last forever because of the pilgrim's presence. I will follow that belief as well. ”

“A compliment.”

Originally, it was the way to become a proper believer to be baptized with baptism from the High Septon in the Twilight Tower. However, the Twilight Cult's teachings expanded and it became very difficult.

It was a time when it was natural to travel a long way to be baptized, and now the pilgrims are called pilgrims. Pilgrims were now respectable people on the road that was hard to rest, but in the past it was a natural process to become believers. Therefore, Gene suggested to the high priest that he clearly understood the essential meaning of the sunset pilgrims.

Some of the fundamentalists of the Twilight Cult were true believers who had to be baptized in the Twilight Tower.

Leona felt a strange chill as she watched the frozen atmosphere of the people soften into a single word of gin.

What it was like to share a collective consciousness, it felt like Leona was looking at the truth. Thanks to Jean's words, Leona and Ramfil have not been marked or questioned by meaningful pagans ever since.

As people trying to be reborn as true believers, such aspects were accepted well.

Gene, of course, acted according to the laws of the Twilight Cult, such as taking gestures to pray. If a man owes a man a small debt in return, it will be lost. Gene knew quite well how to behave under certain circumstances.

When the emulsifier cooled, it was around the time when the villagers almost fell asleep.

“Put what's in this pot in that pot.... Wait, wait, not with your bare hands. ”

As Ramfil tries to raise his giant hand with his bare hands, Gene lowers his voice and approaches him.

“Why?”

“Don't try to buy any doubts. ”

Obviously, even if the pot was empty, it would take three long men to make it. It was full of emulsifiers, so I wouldn't even flinch with my dizzy strength.

Of course, Ramfil was able to move it with his bare hands, but now there was no reason to suspect a strong man.

“On second thought, yes. ”

According to Gin, the emulsifier had to be transported to a huge wooden ladle, and by midnight, everyone was asleep with only the smell of burning bat dung. After closing the lid of the sheep pot, I sighed as if the gin was finally finished.

“Good. It will be done by morning. ”

Leona has been sleepwalking through the forest all day, lying on the ground, feeling pretty tired. The lodging was no different, and their beds were arranged by the sept. Gene walks toward the hood with his arms around Leona, who knows nothing about the world.

Leona hugs Gin in her sleep as if she were familiar with it.

Seeing Ramfil's appearance, he actually thought that it was quite different from that, not a female impersonation.

They were forming a bond that was so strong that even Rampil could not enter, although not often if he was in a really serious crisis.

Demons and demon-hunters.

It's a really inappropriate drama, but rather it's a relationship of such drama that the two can have such a bond.

Ramfil thinks so, and he walks toward the hood.

The next day, Gin opened an old cauldron.

“Wow, what's all this? ”

Leona was forced to open her eyes in a circle, as if she were curious to see its contents. There was no trace of where the mushrooms and poisonous vinegar had gone, and the water in the cauldron had fainted overnight, but it turned into a liquid with a strong spark.

The emulsifier melted mushrooms and poison vinegar overnight and brought them together. Ramfil was curious as well.

Leona shudders at the sight of a pesticide that has turned into a voracious soup.

“Pretending it looks very dangerous. Right?"

“I see.”

Ramfil nods. The colonists prayed for the start of the day, and Gene was there with them. The synagogue for morning prayers approached the place where the cauldron was, and when I saw the Borat liquid, my complexion was slightly dull.

“Completed…. Is that correct? ”

“Yes. But first, let's test it. I'll test the potion. ”

“Oh, yeah…. How to verify.”

Gene motionlessly placed his index finger on the Borat Soup and applied it to the back of his hand. In order to verify its effectiveness, Gin and Ramfil were impossible, and a layman was needed. Of course, I could have told Leona, but Jean didn't.

The tube with a sparkling liquid on the back of his hand was dull.

“Is this okay? ”

“I'm fine.”

About five minutes later, Gene pinched the back of his hand slightly.

“You wouldn't feel it if it worked, would you? ”

“Ah…. Yes... I don't feel anything... It's not me.”

Amatoxin, the most deadly poison in this poison, was significantly weakened as it went through the emulsification process, so the renal canal only felt the sensation disappeared on the back of the hand.

“We'll use it as an insecticide now, but we'll use it as an anesthetic later on. I'll tell you the recipe.”

Gene told me three kinds of things I needed, and the High Septon nodded his head as if he had worn the same grace as the Hahae.

“Anesthesia.... What are you talking about... ”

The synagogue had no knowledge of anesthesia itself, so they asked Jean again.

“Don't you feel paralyzed by this? ”

“Ah…. Yes.”

“If you apply this to someone with a fracture or amputation, the pain is paralyzed. It's called anesthesia. ”

There were no instruments to operate on those with fractures or fatal trauma, but there were occasional amputations accompanied by severe pain. However, due to the extreme pain of treatment, there have been many cases of shock heart attacks. Gene died explaining how to use anesthetic and how to use it, and realizing the purpose of the Borat Soup in front of his eyes, the High Septon looked like he had been hit in the head with a hammer.

”When cutting or breaking bones, it's worth it just to keep the patient from struggling. Of course, never eat. “

Anesthetic reduces that risk, and now Sorwin is like a man who has received enormous knowledge from Jean.

“If you're going to keep it, keep it in a cool place until you fall asleep, make it into a jar and bury it in the ground. Six months later, it won't work, so let's rebuild it. If you apply too much, you may die from poison, so don't overdo it. ”

The freezing of the back of his hand was actually proving that Jean's words were true.

“How can I thank you for this…. ”

The pilgrim who appeared now in front of the High Septon was literally like the grace of the glowing dusk in the jungle. It seemed like Leonardo was going to shine until the third light, so he said it all.

Of course, Gene, who was a party, thought this was just a lifetip, but didn't say it because he had a different definition.

“Then we'll do the pesticide work. ”

“No way... Again?"

I looked at Gene with the uncomfortable eyes of Ramfil, and he looked at Ramfil as if it were something new.

“Yes, it's time for bat-shit. ”

Ramfil bows his head.