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Chapter 1251 The Trickster Instantly Transforms into a Hero

They are not such ungrateful people.

Shattered Soul sheathed his sword.

I noticed that these people looked strange.

I roughly know that I still overdid it.

no way.

Once he makes a move, he can't help but hit harder.

After all, when fighting against the supernatural and the Master of the Demonic Contract, any slight underestimation could lead to one's own demise.

Shattered Soul thought.

It's okay. Although it's still a bit too much, it should still be within the normal range.

“This…” The captain realized he hadn’t asked the other person’s name yet, and blurted out, “Great hero.”

Shattered Soul's hair stood on end in shock.

Fortunately, the other side didn't shout "Hero!"

"Ahem, young master, may I ask your surname?"

"Soul Shattering".

This sounds like a code name, probably a name used in the underworld.

The captain bowed to Shattered Soul with a serious expression and said, "Great Hero Shattered Soul."

Shattered Soul accepted it with a helpless expression, "A hero it is then."

"Who is this?" the captain asked, looking at the End.

"The End".

Well, yet another nickname. It seems this person is no ordinary individual either.

The captain bowed respectfully again: "Great Hero of the End."

"Regardless of why you two came to our city, your act of saving us today is a great kindness to our hunting team."

"We will definitely repay you with all our might."

After holding it in for a long time, Shattered Soul finally managed to say, "No need."

He never interacts with ordinary people.

In the past, most of the missions involved containing supernatural entities, but after joining the Judgment Department, the tasks have become more about dealing with corrupted supernatural beings.

Over time, their ability to communicate with others weakens considerably.

Of course, it's also because there's no need for it.

He looked toward the end.

In the end, he remained silent with a cold expression.

Well, this guy is even more taciturn and sparing with words.

The captain noticed the other party's reluctance, but he didn't say much. Instead, he called over the others, who applied medicine and bandaged up the wounded.

They hoisted the prey onto their shoulders and threw it on the ground—the prey they couldn't take with them.

"Let's go back."

This is the wilderness, we can't stay here for long.

Those who were not injured all took the prey on their own initiative.

Neither Soul Shatter nor End carried any prey on their bodies.

These two are probably the most powerful people here.

If their strength is depleted by the weight of their prey, it will slow down their attack speed.

What if another mutated monster attacks?

The strong deserve the treatment of the strong.

In fact, if they didn't have to bring back more prey, carrying so much prey back would have been very dangerous.

This is one of the reasons why they are more likely to have accidents on their return journey.

On the way down the mountain.

They did indeed encounter a mutated monster drawn by the smell of blood.

He was swiftly dealt with by Shattered Soul's single strike.

He's completely stopped pretending now.

The way he swung the sword and the way he sheathed it were both elegant and dashing.

This drew frequent glances from those people.

"Is this what swordsmanship is?"

"So handsome."

"I wish I could learn that too."

"That's probably someone's family secret technique, the kind that they don't reveal to the public."

"Alright, stop asking around."

Asking about someone else's secret techniques or techniques can easily lead to enmity in the martial arts world.

Okay, it seems they're all convinced that Shattered Soul and End are great heroes.

Even Shattered Soul couldn't help but wear a cold expression.

Those members of the hunting party who had left earlier returned to the city walls before them.

They rowed to the city wall, moved the game, and transported the game.

Throughout the process, everyone suppressed their grief and painfully pulled the prey up.