Returning From The Magic World

?Hunter, he's actually already in his 40s. Only, he looked younger, looking like his mid 30s.

His hair is gray, slightly curly, which is similar to Arthur's. He was tall, but inconspicuous because he didn't have big muscles, only small muscles that were evenly distributed all over his body.

At first glance, he was like most people, not looking like he was someone who was good at fighting. If he was fighting on a wrestling stage, the audience might think he would go down in one punch.

He was currently sitting on the edge of a river connected to the lake, fishing alone while basking in the sun that was getting hotter with time.

This was his habit when he was doing nothing, in contrast to the others who chose to stay awake at night and sleep during the day.

Of course, ever since Rose had called him, he couldn't calm down because after they talked, there were too many strange words. And the last was a sound like a building collapsing, he couldn't help but wonder if his house had really collapsed.

Because of that, he hurriedly left on his motorcycle, even leaving his fishing rod behind while continuing to speculate on what exactly happened.

'Amanda, who exactly did you bring?' he wondered.

He knew Amanda because he was friends with her father. The woman had tried to recruit him many times which he of course refused because to him it was nothing short of humiliation. Plus, he's not a man after money, he's a man who is after power, likes real fights, not just fights in a peaceful town.

At high speed, it only took about 10 minutes for the Hunter to arrive at the Goat Village and he didn't need to enter the village knowing the condition of his house as it was still visible from several angles in the distance.

"Crumbling…" His eyes widened, he wondered how it had collapsed, had it been bombed?

As he got closer to the house, he finally saw Arthur and Amanda walking down from above the rubble. And as he looked at him, Arthur suddenly looked at him.

'What?' He was shocked again because upon meeting Arthur's gaze, he found his back turning cold, as if it was in direct contact with ice.

For him who had experienced being targeted by ten snipers at the same time, this was naturally very shocking. In disbelief, he pinched his own waist hard, hoping the pain there would wash away the chill down his spine.

However, it was still there, not gone and never seemed to go away unless Arthur lessened the intensity of his gaze.

'Is he?' Hunter was naturally like the others, so he immediately guessed who Arthur was and he couldn't help but knit his brows.

'Is this misfortune or luck?'

He had never met magi in person, but had seen their tracks several times, which certainly far outnumbered Rock and the others. In fact, he even suspects someone.

The reason he questioned it was because he found it odd. Arthur was so young and he became a magus, — what kind of person was he? Was he just a lucky brat, who accidentally gained great power and then ran rampant with it?

If he was such a person, Hunter would also hesitate to work for him.

He considered working for Arthur because of his strength, but other than that, he still had one other thing in mind, (Arthur's Heart!)

A mercenary captain like him would still mind following someone if he only had the heart of a bad boy.

Phew!

He sighed, got off his motorcycle before walking to the crumbling house.

Rose, Robin, Ryan, and the others, they stood still, looking still confused even though Arthur had arrived in front of them.

In the end, they stared at Hunter, waiting for his decision.

Arthur waited until he arrived, he studied his expression and smiled faintly.

He didn't know what Hunter was thinking, but could immediately guess what kind of person he was, however, this wasn't the first time he had met such a person and he himself had been like that in his travels in the magic world.

How to convince people like that is quite difficult, sometimes even death threats won't work.

"What's your decision?" he asked Hunter.

The man was silent for about five seconds before replying, "are you a magus?"

"Yes!"

"Mm..." Hunter was a bit unable to react because Arthur's answer was so direct.

Pa!

Arthur suddenly tapped him on the shoulder, something that made him feel strange because the sensation of Arthur's tap was like that of a large creature.

It's not because of strength, but a certain momentum when a small person faces a very large person. When he was young, Hunter had been patted like that by the Five Star General at that time. The sensation, he still remembered until now and he thought it was lacking compared to Arthur's current tap.

"What will you do if I refuse?" answered Hunter. He thought he still needed to test Arthur.

Amanda who was standing beside Arthur changed her expression to cynical hearing his answer. "Hunter, oh, Hunter, you wouldn't break a promise you made yourself, would you?" she asked.

Hunter didn't respond to her taunts, he kept his eyes on Arthur.

The latter shook his head, he replied, "no, you won't refuse."

This answer puzzled Hunter, he asked, "why did you say that?"

"Simple, when you follow me, I will provide you and each of your members with a training method that suits each of them." 𝒇𝘳ℯℯ𝚠𝙚𝑏𝗻𝑜ѵ𝑒𝙡.co𝑚

What Arthur said instantly made several of the mercenaries look at each other, this was naturally something that greatly appealed to them, who had always loved fighting and strength. Only, they had some doubts whether Arthur really had such a method. He may be a magus, but that doesn't mean he has everything.

Meanwhile, Hunter frowned. "What if I still refuse?" he asked again.

"Hunters, you?" Amanda was getting angry.

"Are you still going to refuse if it means death?" asked Arthur.

All the mercenaries including Rose gulped hearing that. This has turned into a menace.