Who hid My Corpse!

He couldn't help but mutter, "This is amazing."

"These were left behind by hunters who registered in the past," Ivana said. "They're their most cherished pieces of equipment, as they believed they couldn't take power from the God of Senluo without giving something in return. They received power from the God of Senluo, so they naturally needed to leave a part of their own power behind as a return favor or protection for the God of Senluo. These weapons are the best symbols of that."

"I see," Vic asked, "Can they still be used?"

"Of course," Ivana replied, "These weapons all contain divine power."

"Divine power?!"

"Yes," Ivana explained, "But it's not the kind of divine power you're imagining, with special abilities. The God of Senluo merely used divine power to keep them fixed, so they always remain at their sharpest, ready for battle as soon as you take them down, no matter the time—meaning they're always weapons, not ornaments."

Perhaps to verify her statement, Ivana took a short knife down from the wall, and just as it was unsheathed, blood flowed from her wrist.

Vic was very surprised: "You didn't need to go to such lengths, did you?"

"...Actually, it was an old wound of mine that reopened," Ivana silently sheathed the knife and tossed it to Vic. "Anyway, these are all usable, and you're a hunter now, yet you don't even have a proper hunter's weapon—how does that make sense?"

With Ivana's reminder, Vic realized that indeed he didn't even have a single proper hunter's weapon.

The fake old hunter had given him a hand axe, but that hand axe was damaged while being chased by the Wildfire Sect followers, and since then, he hasn't gotten a new weapon.

Bai Wei has a serrated knife, but Bai Wei uses it much better than he could, so he was too embarrassed to ask for it.

So, back and forth, he ended up being an empty-handed hunter, with nothing but the hunter's bloodline in him.

But now, having finally obtained a legitimate hunter's weapon, Vic felt a very subtle emotion in his heart.

Then he heard Ivana say casually, "Oh, the sword in your hand has a bit of a story behind it, you might want to take a look."

A bit of a story?

Vic instinctively lowered his head and indeed saw a name on the hilt—"Geman."

This name... Vic felt it was somewhat familiar.

"This is the sword of the first hunter in the history of Senluo," Ivana said.

Vic's eyes widened.

He remembered, Geman... Yes, it was Geman.

This name of the first hunter in history is recorded in all books related to hunters; Geman is also the first hunter Vic knows of.

At this moment, Vic suddenly felt the sword in his hand become heavy, like the legend had stepped into reality.

"This..." Vic asked nervously and excitedly, "Can I really take it?"

Vic had just finished speaking when he suddenly felt something tap on his shoulder.

He looked up and found Ivana had somehow gotten a scepter and was placing it on his shoulder.

"Holy Lady?" Vic tilted his head, "What are you..."

"Hunter Vic, I am now speaking to you as the current Holy Daughter of Senluo," Ivana's expression no longer casual but filled with seriousness and solemnity, "Please kneel, swear allegiance to the master and the master's agent, which is me, and I will eternally record your name in this Heroic Spirit Temple."

Vic slightly opened his mouth.

He stared blankly at Ivana, their eyes slightly trembling in each other's sight.

"From now on," Ivana said word by word, "You are a true... Senluo Hunter!"

Vic heard a chuckle in his mind.

Apparently, it's another self within him.

But Vic didn't give it a chance to speak, instead, he slowly bowed down and spoke with a trembling voice.

"I, Hunter Vic Ade," he added Ade to his name, "swear allegiance to you."

In this way, he truly became a Senluo Hunter.

A few minutes later, Vic stood up, looking at Ivana who was standing on the steps specifically to make herself taller, scratched his head, and said, "So what should I do next?"

Ivana jumped off the steps, "Do what you must, or if I must say, just protect me."

"Protect you?"

"Yes," Ivana said, "The duty of a Senluo Hunter is to protect Senluo, but now, you and I are all that's left associated with Senluo, so you can only protect me."

"...Oh."

"Your disappointed expression makes me want to take back the ceremony we just did." Ivana glared at Vic.

"No, no," Vic waved his hands repeatedly, then gathered his courage and said to Ivana, "Thank you."

"I asked you to protect me, yet you thank me?"

"Yes, because I know you're doing this for my good," Vic said, "You don't want me to lose myself, right? Just like Priest Ulu has always done."

Ivana was a bit surprised, "Was Rhein Priest always like that too?"

"Well... Probably, though he never explicitly said so, I think he was," Vic said, "And not just you and Priest Ulu, but also Hunter Ryan and Lady Rella. Many people have helped me along the way, it's really... nice."

Vic took a deep breath and then, as if determined, said.

"So I will absolutely not be controlled by that Saint!"

Seeing Vic so serious, Ivana didn't know what to say, not good at handling these situations, so she just coughed twice, "It's great that you can think that way."

"Yeah!" Vic said excitedly, "I have no more questions, let's go on!"

Seeing Vic about to rush out, Ivana immediately called him back, "Hey, wait, wait, wait, your matters are done, but mine isn't!"

"Huh?" Vic turned to look at Ivana, very puzzled, "Do you still have something to do?"

Ivana sighed and pointed to the back of the Heroic Spirit Hall, "Didn't you notice the rooms in the back? Jeez, we didn't come here just to find weapons for you, but for me too."

Vic was very surprised, "Yours as well?"

"Yes, my grandmother told me that the Holy Daughter of Senluo can also fight," Ivana said, "She didn't have time to teach me, though... but that's okay, there's stuff in the Heroic Spirit Temple specifically for the Holy Daughter. As long as I find those, I might not be able to fight, but at least I'll have some self-defense ability."

Ivana spoke as she led Vic to the rooms in the back.

Then she opened the door to the room and was stunned.

"What's wrong?"

Vic hurried forward and looked into the room, eyes widening.

What did they see?

Skeletons.

Countless hunter skeletons, piled up in the cramped room haphazardly.

Just like what Vic had seen in the illusion before.

"Why..." he murmured, "are there so many hunters dead here?"

Vic felt something was off.

By then, Ivana also snapped out of it and immediately walked in to start examining the skeletons.

She spoke to Vic while examining, "Come help me."

"Okay, okay."

Vic quickly followed in, but he didn't know what to examine, as these bones were too ancient to tell when they had died.

"Look at their clothes!" Ivana said, "Hunters mark their name and date of birth on their clothes."

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Vic understood, immediately found a name on the clothes of the nearest hunter remains.

"Ray."

Vic was stunned.