The Cold Blooded Hunter: Seeker of Peace
13. The Red Claw Joko Taru
I widened my eyes, I slightly couldn't believe everything I was reading.
I not only read about my father's retirement records, but also read about my father's joining the Hunter world. I got that information from a book that says 2296.
My father was born forty years ago, in 2281, in the city of Malang. His father, who is now my grandfather, was named Star of Heaven, while his mother... My father doesn't know his mother's name.
He lived his life until he was five years old, where his father then went to Jakarta, fulfilling a call from the headquarters of the largest Hunter organization in Indonesia, namely RedWhite, to follow the attack on a country. My father doesn't remember the details of that.
Then, the city of Malang was attacked by a group of giant monsters that had great power and my father at that time survived after he curled up under his bed.
Since my father was a smart boy, he could use a cell phone and contact RedWhite headquarters with his father's spare phone and help from RedWhite came.
My father was taken to RedWhite headquarters and received various hard training at the age of five, until his father came and declared that he would train my father directly.
Actually, I didn't think that this important information could be here in a city that felt vulnerable to attack, but the further I read it, I understood why this information could be here.
My father trained under his father until he was fifteen.
In 2296, my father joined the Hunter SuraBaya organization, which was his father's first organization and brought all information about him to this city. I get it now...
After joining Hunter, my father began to accept missions that were too dangerous in the eyes of a fifteen-year-old teenager like him.
Years after he joined SuraBaya, there was an offer from RedWhite to make my father a S rank Hunter and be given a more powerful firearm.
It was only natural, because throughout his mission, my father continued to use a simple version of firearms so many times he almost died, and many times he changed weapons.
Starting from the sword, spear, and others, he tried until he finally had an iron glove. He also tried to fight with his iron gloves.
In fact, his physique was more than an ordinary person and he could finish off a Monster with just a punch.
Therefore, my father modified his gloves, becoming more complicated, equipped with the function of spitting fire and the pointed part at the tips of his fingers.
With his new iron gloves, he was known as the Red Claw Joko Taru at the age of eighteen, when he became Hunter rank B.
He was offered Hunter rank S at the age of twenty and he accepted it, but he asked Vigo for two things, the strongest Hunter rank S in Indonesia and the head of the RedWhite organization.
Two things, first is that he wants to be given an iron glove similar to the one he has but stronger still and his fingertips sharpened and reinforced with Flaming metal, which is, and the second is that he wants to be placed in the SuraBaya organization only.
Actually, if I look at my father's story, the RedWhite organization only offers a Hunter rank S position to a talented and powerful Hunter rank A, if approved, if approved, so the RedWhite organization makes that person a Hunter rank S and the rest is determined by that person, whether joining the RedWhite organization or joining another organization.
If with another organization in a city other than Jakarta, that person has become a Hunter rank S and joined another city organization, then that person is responsible for the security of that city. The case is the same as my father who should be responsible for the security of the city of Surabaya.
After my father became Hunter rank S at the age of twenty, he settled in Surabaya and worked here, until he met my mother.
My father married my mother at the age of twenty-five, and in the same year my mother gave birth to my brother, and that's when my father retired from the Hunter world.
And that's it, that's all I understand from those two thick books I read. I concluded it with the help of this strange thought of mine...
I exhaled, in addition to getting the information earlier, I also managed to find the location of the glove called the Fire Chicken Claw that was stored. Still in this storage room, but in a more difficult location to reach again. It was in my father's study, in the room in the storage room. Weird right?
My father asked me to make his study underground, in the storage room and there he kept his weapon with the message, "I left the Claw of the Fire Rooster here, maybe someone will wear it besides me. I also left behind all the information about me, just misused it, after all I will only live as an ordinary human for the next..."
What a strange message I think, because it's possible that my father hid his true identity in his new workplace, in an ordinary office.
To be sure, his face had appeared on television quite often in the past, so many people knew his identity just by looking at his face.
I stood up and kept the book where I could reach while muttering, "That's enough..."
There were no unique events, only unique information about my grandfather's truth...
Unexpectedly, my grandfather who looked like he was joking, silly, happy to prank on his only grandson, was a Hunter as well! Hunter rank S is touted as equivalent to eight Hunter rank SS anyway?! I can't believe it! I need proof!
I scratched my head, I still don't understand all the things in the world, why didn't my brother ask my grandfather the same thing?
The information about my grandfather I found quite a lot in the storage room, precisely in the book that holds some interesting news from the newspaper.
My grandfather was a Sky Star, an S rank Hunter with the nickname Black Cloak Swordsman. His age at retirement was fifty-nine, in other words he was the oldest Hunter to retire at that age.
He has followed various invaders to various countries, protecting several countries from Monster attacks, until his face was famous in the past.
In fact, his sword-pulling movements were so distinctive that even an ordinary human who was not a Hunter could tell my grandfather's identity if he appeared before the crowd.
Because of his famous strength, my grandfather was said to be equivalent to one of the eight SS Hunter rank. Unfortunately, my grandfather did not want to admit it.
His greatness using a Japanese curved sword, the Katana did make him famous, but there are other things that make him famous.
He fought against the SS Hunter rank of China, Yao Zhong si Liu Tiao (China: Tongkat Sakti, source: Google Translate:v) and won from it. It was a very unique thing because the average SS rank Hunter had gone through so many life and death battles, that they had known all the movements of the enemy, until they had known all the movements, whether human or not human.
And there are many more, I can not mention them one by one because of the many achievements my grandfather inscribed.
I trembled a little, not believing it, but I controlled myself and looked at the clock.
"Ah, it's already 2pm, how about we rest first?" I asked Dusk who was asleep next to me. I was silent to see it
Let it be, after all, sleeping in a basement like this is a little calming...
That's the surprise, hehehe...