A few hours later, they arrived at their destination. After saying goodbye to the bean-masked man, they left in a hurry.
He also had a lot of his own businesses and matters to take care of.
"Let's go, Mr. Ron. I'll take you to the Hunter's Tomb.”
The bean-faced man said to Ron and walked in front to lead the way.
"Thank you."
Ron looked at the Hunter Association's headquarters next door, which was clearly marked, and said softly.
After that, the two of them got into a special car of the Hunter Association and headed towards the mausoleum in the suburbs.
As time passed, they got closer and closer to the mausoleum. They could vaguely see the outline of the mausoleum, and the atmosphere in the car gradually became oppressive.
Even the bean-faced man lowered his head slightly, and Ron's face was once again filled with sorrow.
Under such an atmosphere, the car slowly drove into the mausoleum.
………
Time passed slowly, and the sky was already filled with stars.
"Thank you very much for your company, Mr. Bean Face Man. I've really disturbed you today.”
At the entrance of the Hunter Association's headquarters, Ron, who had just returned from the mausoleum, bowed slightly to the bean-faced man in front of him.
"It's nothing, Mr. Ron. It's been a long time since I've come to pay my respects to these deceased seniors. The president also said that he would visit the mausoleum in two days when he has time.”
The bean-masked man smiled and shook his head, but this smile was a little tired and forced.
After paying homage to those seniors, it was obvious that his mood was a little down.
"Okay, then I'll take my leave. Because I haven't gotten my license yet, I'm not considered a hunter, so I won't send you in. I hope I can still see you during the hunter test next year.”
"Definitely, definitely."
After exchanging a few more polite words, Ron waved and left.
The bean-faced man watched Ron's figure get further and further away. He sighed and turned around to walk into the building. He took the elevator and went to the president's office on the top floor.
"How is that young man?"
In the office, a man with a curly beard and a blue and white uniform took a sip of tea and asked the bean-masked man in front of him.
"There's nothing unusual. He paid his respects to every tomb seriously. He paid his respects to all the tombs.”
the bean-masked man answered truthfully.
"Worship them all?"
Hearing this, Nitro put down the teacup in his hand, stroked his beard, and laughed."The Hunter Association has been established for more than two hundred years. Even if he excluded some hunters who had gone missing in the wild or whose bodies could not be found, there were at least seven to eight hundred corpses in the mausoleum. He had gone through all of them?”
"That's right, Guild Leader." The bean-masked man nodded." Although there were too many people, he only stopped in front of each tomb for about 20 seconds. However, he did pay his respects to each tomb.”
One tomb took half a minute and twenty seconds, so 800 tombs would take 16,000 seconds, which was about 266 minutes. In total, it would take nearly five hours.
Five hours of worship!
Even with his age and mentality, he still felt somewhat emotional.
"Little Bean, arrange for me to pay my respects to the mausoleum in two days.”
"Yes, President!"
"Yes, and help me gather information on that little guy. His name is Ron, right?”
………
At this moment, Ron, the little fellow whom Nitro was sighing at, was on the phone.
"What is it? You said you didn't get a hunter's license?!”
Ron turned his face away and covered the receiver, forcing himself not to listen to Bisky's angry roar on the other end.
"Are you an idiot? With your strength, how could you not pass the test?!!”
"What is it? Did the examinees attack the examiner? So what? The Hunter Association must have sent someone to deal with it, right?”
"Zaiaston? I know this person. He's a good hunter. So you didn't take the final test, but you didn't pass?”
"Hunter Tomb? Why don't you go to the Hunter's Mausoleum…"
The other end of the phone suddenly fell silent. Clearly, Bisky had also remembered what Ron had told her about telekinesis.
"Master, the hunter test is held once a year. If you don't get a license this time, you can just come back next year. But you only have one chance to enter the mausoleum!”
Ron finally had a chance to chime in during Bisky's pause.
"Is that so? But isn't your ability only usable on corpses? They were all buried in the ground. How did you touch them? It can't be…"
"How can I, Master? I'm not that kind of person! Moreover, Mr. Bean Face Man was by my side at that time. How could I do something overboard! Of course, he would use restrictions and vows!”
Under the condition of reducing the resentment by five times, the corpse could be looted from the grave within a certain distance.
"It's indeed a restriction and oath. You'd better use this thing less in the future. After all, there's quite a bit of risk.”
"Of course not. Master, don't worry. I won't come here again in the future.”
" From what you've said, it seems like you've gained quite a lot this time."
"Hehehe, it's alright."
Ron said modestly, but the smug smile on his face was exceptionally obvious.
Not only was it good, but it was also very satisfied!
Just as Ron was feeling happy, a faint voice came from the other end of the phone."Then why didn't you ask me about the existence and situation of the Hunter's Tomb before?”
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