"I know that i will find myself a sweet heart also. Soon." Jason muttered and smiled along the way.
* * *
"Are you sure you're going out, young man?"
"I should tell you that many has exited the confines of the city and failed to come back with their lives."
"And on the rare chances that they do, they would not return complete at all. Some would lose a hand or an entire leg even!"
This was the stern warning of a good elderly who manned the gates of the city.
Although he was already in such an advanced stage but he wore his military uniform with pride and strength.
At one glance and even without using his domain of wind, Jason could determine that this old guy was definitely a veteran Hunter.
Hunters was the profession of all those skilled people who had the ability to hunt those cursed monsters from outside the city gates.