Bab 390: Forged Alliance

The hunter was definitely perceptive, looking at him intently, "I'll take you to one of the major port cities and help you get back to Milligarde–one of the captains owes me a few favors, anyway. In exchange, I want your help taking down this monster."

"Sorry, but you said this thing was a Cataclysm-rank threat, right? Don't you think that's a bit of a lopsided exchange?" Emilio told him, facing him properly.

As he said that, he could tell as it was written on the veteran hunter's face: even as stoic as he was, the hunter seemed to genuinely bear guilt for the massive loss of life that had transpired.

"I wouldn't ask anybody that I had doubts over. We'd both get killed if you were incompetent. More life would be lost. That insignia you're wearing is proof of your capabilities," Jaeger told him, "I don't have any sense of pride or ego constraining me. All I want is to bring this wicked beast down."