Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 135 Mission
"Ren, I have entered your information, and within two weeks, the telegram will deliver your information to each branch, and you can hand over tasks in any branch.

According to the regulations, the trophies you get from hunting demons should be sold to the association first, the price will be lower, but it will be credited as meritorious service.

Given your current strength, you are now a Tier [-] White Hunter..."

The old goat told Ryan many precautions.

Scholars of the natural school have divided the "extraordinary five levels".

That is: entry, elite, expert, master, saint these five levels.Of course, this title has an obvious scholarly style.

There are also other names, but they are generally a system. The so-called division of ranks is not just a difference in numbers.

The superhumans of the previous level are stronger than those of the next level, both in terms of life level and performance.

The Demon Hunter Association has two extraordinary professions: [Demon Hunter] and [Warlock].

Not to say there are no other professions, but these two are mainstream.

Among them, the five levels of demon hunters are: trainee hunter, white hunter, black hunter, master demon hunter, and titled demon hunter.

Ren's strength is good, and his star spirit is very powerful. His strength has reached the standard of the Black Hunter.

However, he does not have any association merit points. In principle, to upgrade from an apprentice hunter to a white hunter, he must successfully complete 5 hunting tasks.

And there are also requirements for hard power, which must meet the minimum standard.

To become a third-tier expert [Black Hunter], you must complete 15 missions, which also requires strength.

Of course, Ren became a white hunter directly, but his record was 0. To upgrade to a black hunter, he had to accumulate quests from scratch.

"Level" represents your own strength, and "Bit" represents your current status.

In terms of strength, Ren belongs to the third-level extraordinary (black hunter), but he is a newcomer, has no record of merit, and only has a second-level status (white hunter) in the Demon Hunter Association.

Pistols, knives, and rings are not free.

Ren already owed the association 200 gold coins, which was half the discount as a "born awakener", and Ren didn't need to start strengthening from the basic (first order).

Otherwise, the cost is far beyond what ordinary people can afford.

For a middle-class family, the annual income minus expenses is less than 100 gold coins!

"Old goat, give me a task, I will take the little milk dog to try it out."

After going through the formalities for Ryan, Catherine said aloud.

The new hunter is called a little milk dog. Usually, the newcomer will learn from an old hunter for the first time on a mission.

"no problem."

The old goat handed her some report papers.

Mission report 27:

In the past three months, 6 people died unnaturally, suspected of being killed by ghosts. The common feature of them is that they have been to the Dale Gallery within three days before their death.

Joseph, the owner of the Dale Portrait Gallery, suppressed the incident. He had sought help from Bureau 7 and the Bright Church in this city, but none of them solved the problem...

Catherine read carefully for a while, frowning:
"Old Goat, this incident is too abnormal. The first time that wraith appeared, did he kill a person?"

"That's right, it's really rare, and it's not easy to deal with. The Dale Gallery is full of precious and famous paintings, and it's impossible to destroy them all.

As for closing doors?The greedy and stubborn guy Joseph, the owner of the museum, would not agree. "The old goat shook his head.

Catherine glanced at Ren, and continued to ask: "The priests of the Church of Light haven't been able to find the problematic object?"

"No, the priests of the church did not sense anything unusual.

The priest persuaded Joseph to close the museum, but you know that as long as there are enough benefits, there is nothing capitalists dare not do. "The old goat showed a hint of sarcasm.

Holding the mission report in her hand, Catherine pondered for a while.

As an experienced black hunter, she was keenly aware that this incident was a bit unusual.

Catherine handed the mission draft to Ren, and ordered:

"Ren, take it and read it. After reading it, go to the reference room next door to check the relevant information. I hope that you will have figured out the situation when I ask questions later."

After receiving the mission report, Ren focused on it.

Regardless of his strength, he currently has zero experience in hunting demons, so it is better to learn with an open mind.

The old goat on the side nodded when he saw this. He had seen many so-called "geniuses", and most of them died young.

Many young people think that they have good strength, but they don't know that there are too many ways to kill a person.

Ren read the mission report, frowning, "Wraith" killed people... This is his knowledge blind spot.

He didn't ask any questions for the time being, and ran to the reference room next door to search for relevant documents without saying a word.

The reference room is very large, covering a full 100 square meters. There is no one in it, and there are bookshelves. Ren rummaged for a while and pulled out a book from a row of bookshelves.

The title of the book is "Research on Wraiths", he opened the cover:

If a person dies with no obsession or deep resentment, there will be a very small probability of producing a "spiritual body", which can ignore ordinary physical attacks, is afraid of sunlight, and cannot be too far away from the sustenance.

Wraith spirits are relatively rigid in their behavior and low in intelligence. They can affect the perception of ordinary people, causing them to hallucinate, and absorb people's spiritual power through this method.

Generally not fatal, wraiths are easy to deal with, and the attacks of supernatural beings with added psychic power can effectively kill them.

Wraiths without bodies are easily dissipated directly by psionic attacks. Even ordinary people, if they find their sustenance, they can burn them directly in the sun.

But if it continues to grow and become an evil spirit or even a fierce spirit...

An hour later, after digging through some information, Ren finally understood the weirdness of this matter.

"It's time to go."

Ren pushed the door open and nodded to Catherine.

The two of them were ready to set off without procrastinating. The old goat said a few words upon seeing this:

"Newcomer, since you are a hunter, you should know that the relationship between hunter and prey is mutual transformation. Being cautious and going all out can make you live longer!"

"Thank you for the advice." Ren replied seriously.

He and Catherine went downstairs directly and walked towards the old commercial street of Bushen City.

Some ancient buildings gradually appeared on both sides of the road, tall and thin as a whole, similar to the Gothic style.

The Dale Portrait Gallery where the accident happened is located in the center of the old city.

It replaced the Farolan-style semicircular arches with pointed arches, and the weight and extension of the building were concentrated on the stone pillars and buttresses.

There are many tall spiers on the outside of the Dyer Gallery, with thinner walls, larger windows, and patterns of stained glass.

The inner cylinder is thinner and the light is more abundant. There are many vivid reliefs and stone carvings in front of the door.

It was originally a deserted church, but it was bought by Joseph Murcott, refurbished and rebuilt, and turned into a portrait gallery.

"Joseph was a shrewd businessman when he was young, but it is said that he became obsessed with art when he was old. He spent a lot of money to acquire a large number of famous paintings from the Quaternary 'Jihad' period.

The entrance fee income of the portrait gallery is still second.

Joseph held art salons in the back garden from time to time. He was generous, sometimes directly donating famous paintings to noble lords, and occasionally helping some talented young artists. "

Not long after, Catherine stood in front of the portrait gallery, and she introduced some information about Joseph, the owner of the gallery, to Ren beside her.

Ren raised his eyebrows slightly, and his smile was a little playful:
"Joseph is a businessman, so he shouldn't trade at a loss, right?"

Catherine nodded and smiled sweetly:
"To put it bluntly, Joseph's obsession with art is a lie. His purpose is to make friends with nobles and accumulate connections for his son's career!"

"He played a good hand of cards, but God doesn't seem to care about him." Thinking of the evil spirit, Ren sighed.

Faroland Kingdom is known as the "Country of Flowers", while Bushen City is the "Capital of Art".

Along the commercial streets here, there are some bards and street painters everywhere, with a strong artistic atmosphere.

Affected by this, the local nobles and even ordinary free citizens are keen on art, with high taste and picky vision.

In front of the Dale Portrait Gallery, Ren and Catherine explained the situation to a doorman, and were soon received by the owner Joseph.

In the back garden of the portrait gallery.

The lifelike rockery fountains, shrubs, flowers and plants are scattered in a mixed layout, which is regular yet elegant and quite stylish.

The flower stand in the corner of the garden is covered with wisteria.

Joseph, who looked quite old, was sitting at a round stone table, with a sad face and haze in his eyes.

"Two distinguished guests, please sit down."

Politely asking the two to sit down, Joseph lifted the ceramic teapot and poured a cup of black tea for Ryan and Catherine.

Ren drank a cup of black tea and said straight to the point:

"Mr. Joseph, it is the best way to close the portrait gallery now. There is no one to cling to. The resentful spirit cannot leave the object for too long and cannot harm anyone."

"Mr. Ackerman, this is not acceptable. If the Art Salon is cancelled, the aristocrats will be unhappy." Joseph looked serious, and the wrinkles on his face creased.

Putting down the cup, Ren said unceremoniously:

"Mr. Joseph, if they knew that there was such a ghost thing in the portrait gallery, they would definitely not come."

"That's why I asked you to help me with money! My son has been spotted by a noble lady, and I must not give up right now!"

Joseph looked determined and refused to close the portrait gallery.

"Don't be dazzled by the interests, this time only 6 civilians died, if a noble died, or they knew you were hiding it from them, you know the consequences.

Of course, you can also burn the paintings and replace them with a new batch. "Ren's words are very sharp.

Joseph's expression froze, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help shouting:

"I know, maybe you think I'm just a greedy bastard! A snob who doesn't care about other people's lives!
But how can you group of supernatural beings understand how much painstaking effort I put in when I started from scratch!How many eyes were thrown!
Just because I'm a pariah with no background!So no matter how hard I try, I can only hover before the threshold of the upper class!

All I'm doing now is paving the way for my son!

I tried my best, sealed the portrait gallery, and burned all those famous paintings. Who will compensate me for the loss?All my hard work is over! "

Joseph's hair was already gray, and his weather-beaten face was covered with tears. Ren was silent when he saw this.

Catherine took a sip of the black tea:
"Mr. Joseph, if you trust us, close the gallery and give us three days.

You said to the public that the roof is leaking and needs to be repaired. The museum will be closed for three days, and we will help you solve the problem. "

Joseph hesitated a bit: "What are you going to do? Father Jemini of the church couldn't find any problem with the picture."

Wraiths need something to sustenance, and the most likely ones are those famous paintings.

"You don't need to worry about this, just prepare the reward."

The corners of Catherine's mouth curled up, revealing a confident smile.

"Okay, just three days."

Joseph sighed and agreed. He couldn't bear the pressure a little bit, so he could only trust the two witchers in front of him.

Finally persuasion succeeded.

Ren and Catherine couldn't help but looked at each other. This time, one of them sang the red face and the other sang the bad face, and the effect was very good.

(End of this chapter)