The Cold Blooded Hunter: Seeker of Peace
19. The Arrival of RedWhite II
My grandfather put two bottles of water and one can of drink on the table and sat on the sofa.
"Grandfather, where are we going now?" My toot. It was enough these few days that I and Dusk were asked to be quiet by my grandfather.
"We're not going anywhere, we're going to stay here again, Grandpa will try to contact the nearest town..." My grandfather stood up again and walked over to a phone, "Grandfather, I hope this phone still works..."
My grandfather picked up the phone and hit some random numbers, all I knew was a number, whether it was a person number or an organization number.
After a long while of pressing the number keys while occasionally recalling, my grandfather stood up with the phone stuck to his right ear.
A few seconds my grandfather was silent before he again pressed the number button, repeating what he had done before.
Me and Dusk were silent, we could have used Christo's cell phone, but who were we going to call? There was nothing we knew except our family, our friends, my grandfather, and Christo of course, and certainly all of those people were dead except for my grandfather
"Sky, Dusk, do you want to follow Grandfather to the next town?" Ask my grandfather after he put down the phone.
"Is there a response?" Ask Dusk answered with a slab.
"Grandfather doesn't know whether the next town is still standing or not, but for sure, no one answers, and RedWhite doesn't answer either, so that's our only option..." My grandfather walked up to his jacket and put it on, "We have to get out of this town..."
I exhaled, indeed that was the only best option there was that we could choose. Waiting longer I think it will only give the Monsters time to find us and kill us.
All this time, we waited in the hope that help would come, but it seemed that help was not coming.
But wait a minute, what did Christo mean a few days ago? Photographing the SS rank monsters he was about to face? What purpose?
Before my grandfather came, we had received a message that Red was coming, helping Christo face the Monster. But where is the help?
"Prepare yourself, we're going out of town right now..." My grandfather took his katana and placed it on his waist, "Bring only the essential equipment..."
We prepared everything, everything that was important in this trip.
Dusk put in all the gardening supplies we stole from the house we used to live in, but my grandfather took them out and said, "Don't take them all, please, there's already a Black Flame Sword that will take care of the Monster, just take it with you..."
My grandfather helped us prepare for the journey, from clothes, food, and drinks.
For clothes, for a few days we went around the city, we took some special clothes for children from some empty houses, some clothes for adults were also taken by my grandfather, he said, he said it for himself and for me too.
We will be looking for food during the trip, as well as drinks. But we still prepared the supplies in this city by taking some fresh bread and some chips.
For his drink my grandfather suggested only bring water, to make it easier to find it.
Because according to my grandfather's estimation this trip will last a long time, the bag used by Dusk and which I found I don't think will be enough, so later we will look for the bag again in the empty house.
"Are you ready?" Ask my grandfather while holding his sword sheath, his usual style when going around the city, "Let's go..."
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"Where did the Monsters go?" Frans scratched his head, feeling confused by the situation in the city.
"If they run away, we should be able to find them on the way..." The son knocked on his chin.
Everyone agreed to the words of the Son, including Frans. Only one person disagreed.
"Don't you think the Hunter in town has cleaned it up?" Asked a young woman, who looked like she was seven to eight years old.
"seen? That alone is enough to show that the Hunter in this town has been trying to fight back..." The young woman pointed in front of him. Then he was silent.
In front of the small army, there was a headless Monster body with deep blue blood.
"Looked new, it's like it was just killed this morning, it's impossible that a few days ago this monster was killed..." The son examined the body, "And the cut wound is very neat, as it reminds us of someone..."
"Could it be Christo?" The woman asked, "It looks like the Monsters have left, the ones we met on the way seem to be the ones who ran away."
"That's all that makes sense, let's move on..." Frans raised his spear and pointed forward, walking forward followed by his troops.
The further they walked, the more headsless Monsters' bodies scattered about, there were even pieces of formless flesh left.
That appearance was enough to make the small army shudder in horror, including Frans who was used to killing even Monsters.
"Who can do it?" Frans stroked his chin, "I don't think Christo will be able to do it..."
The young woman raised her rifle and aimed forward, "Some are coming..."
From a distance, there was a shadow of three people approaching, one of them the highest made the small army realize that someone was coming.
Frans prepared his spear, "Prepare, who knows they are *******..."
It is no secret that every destroyed city can be the headquarters of a criminal group, including******* though.
There is news out there that a large city destroyed by the Monster attack turned into the headquarters of the organization****** the largest in the world, which is still active today.
The three continued to approach until finally the highest figure showed himself.
"Who are you?" Frans asked as he raised his spear, preparing to attack if the one being questioned gave an unsatisfactory answer.
"I'm just a survivor, these two children are my grandchildren..." The man raised his hand and cupped his hands together, "Let us pass..."
"Where can we believe that easily, especially after I see you carrying a sword around your waist, we don't believe it..." Frans put up his horses, "Who are you?!"
"I'm just a survivor, nothing more..." The man raised both of his hands, "I give up!"
One of the two little children the person was carrying was a little confused, while the other was calm, staring in one direction, towards the young lady.
"If you were a survivor, why would you carry a sword and wear a mask?" Frans asked again, without lowering his spear.
"Because I'm a former Hunter from RedWhite and I came here because I wanted to visit..." Said the man and walked over, "So, are you going to let me through?"
"You're a former RedWhite Hunter? I don't remember any Hunter with a mask on RedWhite..." Frans bowed slightly and said again, "You I suspect as an *******..."
Frans came forward and thrust his spear towards the man's head, but the man was able to move quickly to hold the spear.
The man drew his sword and held the tip of the spear which hit a bit of his mask with his sword and one of his hands which was wearing iron gloves.
Looking at the sword that the man pulled, Frans was a little incredulous, especially when he saw the face behind the mask that he managed to split with just one stab.
"Grandfather... The star?"