Dungeon Raider System

Chapter 131 Never meet your heroes Part 1

Uriel's words faded in the middle of lobby of the Mapple corporation headquarters, but not before drawing the attention of every single person present at the scene. Jon hunter was obviously embarrassed by the situation and he waved his hands signalling Uriel to calm down.

"Yes, yes, I'm 'that' Jon Hunter, but there's no need to make a fuss alright?" Jon said.

"But- but you are..." Uriel was utterly starstruck and could barely speak.

"See? I told you I was a big deal." Jon hunter shrugged at Seiren who didn't understand why Uriel reacted so heavily.

She knew Jon was one of the few holy rank hunters and that he possessed an unusually strong trait that earned him the nickname of 'Hunter'. He was known as one of the champions of humanity and a hero to anyone who ever heard about him but he wasn't, by any means, famous.

In fact, the Mapple corporation had kept his existence a secret from the general population like they did with most of their strongest hunters.

Contrary to the government who would publicize the achievements of their hunters to boost their reputation and give a sense of security to citizens, corporations preferred to keep every bit of information about their hunters close to the vest.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." She said disinterestedly as she was ushering Uriel through the exit door, but the young archaeology student turned back and struggled to go back inside.

"Please, Profesor Jon, you must give me your autograph, I'm your biggest fan." Uriel begged.

"Wait, are you for real?" Seiren asked Uriel with a dumbfounded expression on her face.

But that disappointment wouldn't be the last, because as soon as their drinks arrived, the first thing Jon Hunter did was to take a flask from his jacket and spike his coffee. He offered the flask to Uriel with a mischievous wink, but he declined.

Uriel had a distaste for alcohol and didn't really like people who drank in the middle of the day. Something like that was to be expected as his uncle was usually drunk whenever he beat him, though he was always drunk.

"So, how would you like an autograph?" Jon asked after noticing Uriel's distraught expression.

"Yes, please!" Uriel felt beyond honored just by being invited to have a drink with him and an autograph would be the cherry on top.

The only problem was that he didn't have any books with him at the moment. In fact, one of the few books Uriel owned, and the only one written by Jon Hunter, was lost during his first incursion. He brandished it as a weapon to kill a horned rabbit which resulted in him acquiring a trait at the expense of his precious book.

"You know it doesn't have to be one of my books. I can sign whatever you want." Jon said as if reading Uriel's mind.

"Uhm, sure." Uriel smiled at the man in front of him. The first thing that came to his mind was to take the lewd magazine from his trait and have Jon sign it, but that would leave a bad impression and that was something he wanted to avoid at all costs.

What Uriel wanted more than anything was to be taken seriously by Jon and, if possible, being acknowledged by him as a fellow archaeologist. He wanted to share his theory about the proto civilization, his findings on Chichén Itzá, everything.

Even if Jon turned out to be different from the old and mature scholar and, instead, was a charming and youthful person. All he could think of was to leave a good impression on Jon and that led him to commit a grave mistake that he would deeply regret for a long time.

"Could you please sign this?" Uriel said as he handed him Davy Crockett's diary.