3rd POV

While the guards were asleep and the sun peeked over the horizon and trees, he finally moved after a long night of just staring and keeping guard. He merely went over to the guards that were keeping watch and shook them awake, waiting for them to finally notice him there before ignoring their startled cries. They thanked him for letting them take it easy for the night while he just nodded and begun to walk towards the guild building. There were people already in there and the moment he stepped in, he went to the counter, only to have to wait while a Huntsman flirted with the guild girl. She plastered on a fake smile while just nodding at everything he boasted about. It didn't fly over Raptor's head that she was annoyed but didn't have the heart to tell the man off.

"You should've seen it. I dodged like this and it didn't even stand a chance when I-" The man droned on and Raptor had stopped listening. His mind was elsewhere as he patiently waited for the man to stop boasting about his feats and move. It seemed that the others were fed up too but for some reason didn't have the galls to tell the man off as he continued to boast about the fact that he defeated an Ursa with a spear. He even named it after himself, which Raptor thought was completely unnecessary in the highest regards considering it was nothing but a tool meant to assist its user.

As more time passed by, he stood at a table with long chairs and begun to wait quietly, ignoring people that glanced or stared at him. Pretty soon the man left and Raptor finally went to the counter and set the bounty paper with an large slash through it, presumably to signal that he had completed it. She blinked when she realized that he had returned before giving him a rehearsed smile.

"Oh, um... I-I really didn't know you to be back." She gave a sheepish smile.

"You expected me to die?" He questioned.

"N-No! Of course not. I merely..." She stumbled with her words before looking at him from underneath his hood before sighing. "Yes..." She sighed. Her hands suddenly went to her ears in fear of him yelling at her but she was just met with silence.

"..." He really wasn't mad at her, that bounty had been up there for quite some time he presumed and it meant that those who had taken it probably died trying to take the Grimm down. It was old and had a lot of scarring on its body so it wasn't a surprise when she tried to coax him away from it.

"I'm sorry, I just thought you'd perish like some of the others who taken it." She admitted.

"I didn't." He said. Again, she flinched at his tone but wondered if he was mad at her. She didn't really enjoy irritating people as much as she didn't enjoy boastful people.

"Well, I need to consult with some of the others. That bounty has been up there for almost a year so we need to go get your reward and send scouts to verify if it has truly been eliminated." She said then disappeared into the room behind her. His hearing picked up various whispers as he went to the table with the long chairs and waited patiently for her to return. He knew it would take hours for those scouts to verify that he had actually done the task and he was fine with it. Sometimes he kept forgetting that this wasn't the Pantherous Military and some things were extremely far back to where they needed to use actual people to verify if a task is done. It didn't bother him that they needed to verify that he did it, possibly because people lied in the past to get their reward.

For the time being, he let his mind wander around about his predicament with the Pantherous Military and how to think of a more effective but smart way to contact them less. The whispers got louder and eventually that grew to chatter about him but he didn't really care. He posed no threat to them nor did he want to but if they provoked him then he had every right to retaliate and defend himself.

Pretty soon after an hour or two, he was called over to the counter by the guild girl and she handed him something, it was a stack of lien that would last him a while and a little silver tag. He merely took the large some of lien, stuffing it in his bag and proceeded to walk out but stopped when she cried out for him.

"You forgot your tag!" She said suddenly.

"My what?" He questioned as he turned to look at her while holding the door open.

"Your tag. You know, to show your ranking? It shows people that you're an experienced huntsman." She said unknowingly pissing him off by assuming he's a Merc.

"I'm not a Huntsman. Give the tag to someone else." He said then began to walk out the door. She seemed taken aback by his dismissive attitude and wanted to chase after him and give him his tag but she thought about what he said. He said he wasn't a Huntsman but he managed to take down one of the more dangerous bounties without a problem. It's not like he was rude about what he said but more along the lines of he didn't care. He really didn't care about status and was simply doing his job. If she were to give him half the reward then he'd probably be fine and shrug it off.

She preferred him more than the obnoxious buffoon that was trying to sway the silver tag from her grasp. The doors opened and he was back after several minutes, looking at the board once again and picking the next thing, a group of bandits that had been terrorizing settlements for some time. He set the paper on the counter and stared at her, for some reason she broke into a cold sweat while he just waited patiently for her to stamp it, signalling that it was his. Once she did, he left without another word while the other people in the building just stared at him.

Nobody took that bounty because taking it meant certain death. Who would want to take out one of the most lethal bandit groups in Remnant?

About two weeks went by before he even made an appearance in the settlement. Here she was listening to the bragging man boast about his skill before she saw him, the titan in the cloak that took the bandit bounty. He just went to the counter and waited like last time, waited for the bragging oaf of a man to stop before he put a couple of knives on the counter.

After he did that and watched as her eyes seemed to widen a bit, along with her companion, the entire place went silent. He just waited patiently for her to grab the lien and sign something to him. Nobody knew how he did it, how he managed to track down the large bandit group and eliminate them that quickly but no one dared to ask. Judging by the bullet holes in the cloak, he had encountered them.

Just like last time, he took the lien but left the silver tag. The only thing he did differently was bring out his map of Vale and instructed her to mark his map, which she did all too eagerly for some reason, then put it in his bag. She liked him for his deeds that he's done. She admired people who didn't boast about their skills but merely did their task without compliant and leave it at that. Sure his apathetic nature and speech could use some work but it's like he was raised that way. For the first time in a while, she flashed a genuine smile when he said he'd probably be back in the future.

"Have you thought of working as a Huntsman?" She asked as she followed him out of the settlement. To be honest, she asked if he could wait for her until she ended her shift and he was going to leave but she offered him information and the shortest way to the next settlement. She recognized his type, the simple wanderer that didn't really like staying in one place very long.

"No." He answered with an eye twitch.

"I think you'd be good as one." She commented.

"No." He denied.

"I think you would. Plus, where do you intend to go next?" She asked.

"The next settlement." He answered curtly.

"... When do you intend to visit this settlement next?" She asked, he had managed to give them breathing room for a while.

"Some time in the future. This settlement is more interesting than some of the others." He said. She had grown used to his tone of voice and while she was made aware that he didn't trust her in the slightest, he did say that she was a capable person that should learn to stand up for herself. Neither of them were friends but he did respect her enough as a person to see her as an individual that had a different outlook on problems.

"Well, I hope we meet one another in the future again." She beamed brightly while he just looked at her then nodded before leaving the settlement. It was already decided that they would be meeting in the future. He valued her for her vast knowledge of information regarding different topics and the surrounding area, saving him countless days of walking when she had told him that the settlement he was going to be heading to was destroyed. She valued him for his no nonsense attitude and the resolve to take care of the problems that no one wanted to even touch.

There had been rumors about him, of a man that usually did his deed then left as quickly as he came. No one knew who he was nor where he came from. He was quiet as the wind on a soft night but as deadly as a hurricane if provoked. Over the past three years, there had been countless stories and rumors about him, ranging from tall tales to local legends. Nobody knew his name and some just said it was a simple number, which led to even more questions being raised. Was he the seventh of his kind or part of a squad? No one knew who he was.

All anyone ever saw was the tattered cloak that flowed in the wind, holding a local legend that wished for nothing but to be alone and go back home.