"Ren, I have entered your information. Within two weeks, the telegram will deliver your information to each branch. You can hand over tasks at any branch.
According to the regulations, the trophies you gain from hunting monsters should be sold to the association first. The price will be lower, but the merit will be recorded.
In view of your current strength, you are now a second-level white hunter..."
The old goat told Ren many things to pay attention to.
Scholars of the natural school divided into "five extraordinary levels".
That is: entry, elite, expert, master, saint these five levels. Of course, this title has an obvious scholar style.
There are other names, but they are generally a system. The so-called rank division is not just a difference in numbers.
The transcendent beings of the upper level are stronger than those of the next level, both in terms of life level and strength performance.
The Demon Hunter Association has two extraordinary professions: [Demon Hunter] and [Warlock].
It's not that there aren't other professions, but these two are the mainstream.
The five levels of demon hunters are: trainee hunter, white hunter, black hunter, master demon hunter, and titled demon hunter.
Renn has good strength, the energy of the stars is very powerful, and his strength has reached the standard of a black hunter.
However, he does not have any merit points from the association. In principle, to upgrade from a trainee hunter to a white hunter, he must successfully complete 5 hunting missions.
There are also requirements for hard power, which must meet minimum standards.
To become a third-level expert-level [Black Hunter], you must complete 15 missions, which also requires strength.
Of course, Renne directly became a white hunter, but his record was 0. To upgrade to a black hunter, he had to accumulate missions from scratch.
"Rank" represents your own strength, and "position" represents your current status.
In terms of strength, Renne belongs to the third-level transcendent (black hunter), but he is a newcomer, has no achievements in battle, and only has the second-level status (white hunter) in the Demon Hunter Association.
The three demon hunting equipment of pistol, knife and ring are not free.
Renn already owes the association 200 gold coins, which is half the discount as a "naturally awakened person", and Renn does not need to start strengthening from the basic (first level).
Otherwise, the cost is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.
A middle-class family's annual income minus expenses is less than 100 gold coins!
"Old goat, give me a task. I will take the little milk dog for a trial."
After completing the formalities for Ren, Catherine spoke up.
A new hunter is called a little puppy. Usually when a new hunter goes on a mission for the first time, he will learn from an old hunter.
"no problem."
The old goat handed her some report papers.
Mission report 27:
In the past three months, six people have died unnaturally, suspected to have been harmed by evil spirits. The common feature among them is that they visited the Dell Portrait Gallery within three days before their death.
Joseph, the owner of the Dell Portrait Gallery, suppressed the incident. He sought help from the 7th Bureau and the City's Light Church, but neither solved the problem...
Catherine read carefully for a while, frowning:
"Old Goat, this is so abnormal. That evil spirit killed a person when it appeared for the first time?"
"Yes, it is indeed very rare, and it is not easy to deal with. The Dell Gallery contains some precious paintings, and it is impossible to destroy them all.
As for closing the museum? The greedy and stubborn guy Joseph, the owner of the museum, will not agree." The old goat shook his head.
Catherine glanced at Ren and continued to ask: "The priests of the Church of Light also failed to find the problematic object?"
"No, the church priests did not sense anything unusual.
The priest persuaded Joseph to close the shop, but as you know, as long as there is enough profit, there is nothing that capitalists dare not do." The old goat showed a hint of sarcasm.
Holding the mission report in hand, Catherine pondered for a while.
As an experienced black hunter, she was keenly aware that this matter was somewhat unusual.
Catherine handed the task 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 you will have understood the situation when I ask questions later."
After receiving the mission report, Ren read it with concentration.
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 abilities, but they don't know that there are many ways to kill someone.
Ren read the mission report and frowned. "Wraith" kills people... This is his blind spot in knowledge.
He didn't ask any questions for the time being, and ran to the reference room next door to look for relevant documents without saying a word.
The reference room was very large, covering an area of 100 square meters. There was no one inside, and there were bookshelves placed there. Ren rummaged for a while and pulled out a book from a row of bookshelves.
The title of the book was "Research on Resentful Spirits". He opened the cover:
If a person has persistent obsessions or deep resentments after death, there is a small chance that a "spirit body" will be produced, which can ignore ordinary physical attacks, be afraid of sunlight, and cannot leave the object of sustenance too far.
The behavior of resentful spirits is relatively rigid and their intelligence is not high. They can affect the perception of ordinary people, causing them to hallucinate, and in this way absorb people's mental power.
Generally not fatal, the wraith is easy to deal with. Extraordinary attacks with psychic powers can effectively kill it.
Incorporeal resentful spirits can easily dissipate directly when attacked by psychic energy. Even ordinary people can simply burn it in the sun if they find their sustenance.
But if it continues to grow and become an evil spirit or even a vicious spirit...
An hour later, after rummaging through some more information, Ren finally understood the strangeness 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 delaying. Upon seeing this, the old goat gave a few words:
"Newcomer, since you are a hunter, you should know that the relationship between hunter and prey is mutually transforming. Being careful and going all out can make you live longer!"
"Thank you for the advice." Ren replied seriously.
He and Catherine went directly downstairs and walked to the old commercial street of Bushen City.
Some ancient buildings gradually appeared on both sides of the road. Overall, they were tall and thin, similar to Gothic style.
The Dyer Gallery where the accident occurred is located in the center of the old town.
It uses pointed arches instead of Farolan-style semicircular arches, and the weight and extension of the building are concentrated on the stone columns and buttresses.
The exterior of the Dell Portrait Gallery has many tall spiers, thin walls, larger windows, and patterns of stained glass.
The internal columns are thinner and the light is abundant, and the front door is decorated with many vivid reliefs and stone carvings.
It was originally an abandoned church, but it was later purchased by Joseph Murcott, renovated and renovated into a portrait gallery.
"Joseph was a shrewd businessman when he was young. It is said that he became obsessed with art when he got old. He spent a lot of money to acquire a large number of famous paintings from the Fourth Age's 'Jihad' period.
The entrance fee income of the portrait gallery is still second.
Joseph would hold art salons in the back garden from time to time. He was a generous person, sometimes directly gifting famous paintings to noble lords, and occasionally supporting some talented young artists."
Not long after, Catherine stood in front of the portrait gallery. She introduced some information about the owner of the gallery, Joseph, to Ren beside her.
Renn raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled a little playfully:
"Joseph is a businessman. He shouldn't do business at a loss, right?"
Catherine nodded and smiled sweetly:
"To put it bluntly, it is a lie that Joseph is obsessed with art. His purpose is to make friends with nobles and accumulate connections for his son's career!"
"He plays a good hand, but God doesn't seem to favor him." Thinking of the evil spirit that harmed people, Ren sighed.
The Kingdom of Falorland is known as the "Land of Flowers", while Bu Shen City is the "City of Art".
Bards and street painters can be found everywhere along the commercial streets here, creating a strong artistic atmosphere.
Influenced by this, local nobles and even ordinary free people were keen on art and had high taste and critical taste.
In front of the Dell Portrait Museum, Lane and Catherine explained the situation to a guard and were quickly received by the owner of the museum, Joseph.
In the back garden of the portrait gallery.
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 one 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 gloomy eyes.
"Two distinguished guests, please take a seat."
After politely inviting the two of them to sit down, Joseph picked up the ceramic teapot and poured a cup of black tea for Ren and Catherine.
Renn drank a cup of black tea and said straight to the point:
"Mr. Joseph, closing the portrait gallery is the best way now. No one can rely on it. The resentful spirit cannot leave the entrustment for too long and cannot harm anyone."
"Mr. Ackerman, this is not possible. If the art salon is cancelled, the noble gentlemen will be unhappy." Joseph looked serious, and the wrinkles on his face wrinkled.
Putting down the cup, Ren said unceremoniously:
"Mr. Joseph, if they knew that there was such a ghost in the portrait gallery, they would definitely not come here."
"This is exactly why I paid for your help! My son has been attracted by a certain noble lady, and he must not give up now!"
Joseph looked determined and refused to close the portrait gallery.
"Don't let the benefits go to your head. Only 6 civilians died this time. If a noble died, or they knew you were hiding it from them, you know the consequences.
Of course, you can also burn all the paintings and replace them with new ones." Renn's words were 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, a group of superior extraordinary beings, understand how much hard work I put in when I started from scratch! How many times I have been looked down upon by others!
Just because I am a pariah and have no background! So no matter how hard I try, I can only linger at the threshold of the upper class!
Everything I do now is just paving the way for my son!
I tried my best, closed the portrait gallery, and burned all the famous paintings. Who will compensate for my losses? My efforts for most of my life are all over!"
Joseph's hair was gray and his weather-beaten face was covered with tears. Ren was silent when he saw this.
Catherine took a sip of black tea:
"Mr. Joseph, if you believe us, close the gallery first and give us three days.
You just tell the public that the roof is leaking and needs to be repaired, and the museum will be closed for three days, and we will help you solve the problem."
Joseph was a little hesitant: "What are you going to do? Father Jiminy from the church can't find which picture has the problem."
Wraith spirits need sustenance, and the most likely ones are those famous paintings.
"You don't need to worry about this, just prepare the reward."
Catherine's mouth curved, revealing a confident smile.
"Okay, just three days."
Joseph sighed and agreed. He couldn't stand the pressure and could only trust the two demon hunters in front of him.
Finally the persuasion succeeded.
Ren and Catherine couldn't help but look at each other. This time, one played the red face and the other played the bad face. The effect was very good.
