Bab 170: Vol.2 Sam

Sam finish the drink he devoured and went towards the ladies. They saw him. Their eyes are wary. They did not dare to stare at him in the eye. They keep their eyes down. They seem to be scared someone heard them standing idly, gossiping with each other.

"Hello, Maam. May I ask what child you were referring to?" Both are too startled to reply. Sam almost lose his composure. Did he ask the wrong question? He shake his head. And bowed lower to the ladies.

"I'm so sorry. You see, I am a lone...uh…" what could be the best word to describe he wants to hunt down this beast? Wait, hunt? Right! "I'm a lone hunter. Hunting is my profession," both women frown at the mention of profession. 

Sam bite his lips. Was he wrong again? What's another word for profession? Sam is more than tempted to pat on his pants, fetch out his phone and search in thesaurus for synonyms of profession.