Night Raven Master

Chapter 29 Hunting
Even though they were awarded the badge of "Professional" by the Professional Association, these people still maintain awe of the blue-blooded people.

This is true whether it is the middle-aged Barbaro or the young Baias.

Yate's eyes moved to [Night Sorcerer] who had been changed to the main occupation slot by himself, feeling a little disappointed.

"If the wizard master dominates the town, those criminals will be handed over to the wizard master directly. Where there are chances for the sheriffs and guards to intervene, crimes such as human trafficking will be much less." Bias shook his head. Young, he is much more mature than his appearance.

"That's not necessarily the case." Barbaro glanced at him, "It's impossible for the wizard to deal with criminals himself every time, there will always be people below to help deal with it. The main problem is not the criminals, nor the wizard, but those who The sheriff responsible for capturing tails and interrogating criminals."

Barbaro saw it better than the young Baias.

Yate was also a little surprised at what the two said, he didn't expect them to see it so clearly.

This is true, according to the saying in the previous life, it is "It's easy for the king of hell, but difficult for the little ghost".

After chatting for a while, everyone will fill their stomachs, and after a short rest, they set off again.

After entering the forest, this section of the journey began to encounter danger.

In the few hours until the sun went down, five or six beasts appeared, but they were all killed by Truno and others, and turned into meat for dinner.

After choosing a cliff with the back of the mountain rock, everyone arranged it, and everyone sat around in front of the campfire. The meat of the beast was placed on top of the campfire, and it was gradually cooked.

Although he was despised by everyone, Baruto didn't notice it, or deliberately didn't notice, and communicated with everyone in a talkative manner.

Whether it was the Frolls or the few mercenaries, they were all brought up to communicate with him.

And Yate, after chatting for a while, used urine escape as an excuse, and left the camp under the instructions of several people to "come back early" and "be careful of wild animals".

Where is the beast?

Art didn't leave the camp too far. Being cautious, he certainly understood his weight. He didn't become arrogant just because he learned the first offensive spell, thinking that he could slaughter wild animals at will.

Compared with human beings, wild beasts were much more responsive, and in the dark, their danger was much higher than before.

He searched for 10 minutes, but did not find any beasts.

A failed hunt.

Hunting wild animals is indeed much more troublesome than killing thieves, Art sighed.

At this moment, the crow Gloria on his shoulder let out a warning cry:

"Yeah——"

Some hasty, rough and hoarse crows were full of warning.

Without thinking too much, Yate got an extra iron rod in his hand and swung it around vigorously.

The impact almost caused the iron rod to fall out of his hands, but it also brought a scream in exchange.

"Whoosh-"

Painful screams came from the black shadow that was knocked into the air.

Although the moonlight was very bright, the intricate tree shadows made Arter's vision not clearly reflect the other party's image, and he could only see the other party's size—bigger than a wolf dog.

Yate clenched his teeth, his expression tensed, guarding against the shadow.

"Hoohoho-"

It seemed that the stick he had made had a problem with his pronunciation, and there was a ferocious roar with a trembling sound, with a sense of absurdity.

A smile flashed by, but Art did not let down his vigilance.

When killing the thieves, he was always in ambush and took the lead. Now the situation is different, and the opponent is not human.

Twisting his wrist, the iron rod with red and black blood stains disappeared in his hand, replaced by a long sword.

When the beast found this situation, it was taken aback for a moment, but Yate didn't miss this opportunity, stepped forward with his right foot, and slashed down with the long sword obliquely.

The beast dodged hastily, but Art left a deep gash on his body.

Although he couldn't see it, he could still understand the feeling of the long sword piercing into the flesh and the whimpering.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from behind, he hurriedly dodged to the side, but he didn't dodge, a piece of the clothes on his back was torn off, leaving three bloodstains.

The pain came, and Yate was refreshed, and his backhand was a dark energy erosion and thrown out.

A ball of pitch-black mist flew out of Yate's hand and hit the attacker.

"Whoosh-"

A shot of dark energy erosion thrown by Yate directly stuck to the face of the beast, causing it to scream out, and fell to the ground without maintaining a good balance in the pain.

Not missing the opportunity, the loosened right palm once again clenched the handle of the long sword, and slashed down on the fallen beast with force.

The sword cut into flesh and blood, and hit what should be the leg, which brought a sense of stagnation. The beast fell to the ground and screamed again, and the injured beast in front also roared at Yate, just To jump over.

Where did Yate dare to hesitate, he pulled out his long sword vigorously, and slashed upwards at the head of the rushing beast.

However, the beast didn't really pounce, it just made a pounce gesture, and Yate's blow directly missed.

damn
Yate cursed secretly in his heart, but he suddenly remembered one thing.

The beast with a head injury and a fake move to trick Art into slashing, pounced on Art who tried his best to slow down the slash.

This time it was a real pounce, the bloody mouth opened wide and the sharp claws glowing coldly under the moonlight were about to tear away Yate's flesh and blood.

However, at this moment, because of Art's violent action, Glora the Crow fell to the ground, and a circle of darkness flashed in the dark eyes——

Dark energy erodes!

A half-circle smaller dark energy ball shot into the beast's open bloody mouth.

Compared with the damage, the pain and impact of being directly attacked in the mouth made the beast suddenly lose its aim——

hiss-

The attack aimed at the neck missed, the clothes on the left waist of Yate were torn by sharp claws, the head of the beast hit his waist, and the blood left a bright red patch on his body.

His body was shaken by the impact of the wild beast. Even though he stopped, he just took a step back and did not fall. He raised his long sword, turned around and slashed at the beast that lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Whoosh-"

The wailing sound from the ear was mixed with whimpering, the feeling of being cut to the bone——

There is no doubt that this is a heavy blow.

The next moment, he regained his strength and raised his long sword, and slashed at the seriously injured beast on the ground that was trying to get up and escape. Deep bloodstains spread from the beast's head to its neck, and bright red blood spurted out. Art's invisible fur was stained with blood.

Without further pause, the long sword aimed at the beast whose leg was injured at the beginning and slashed heavily.

After a few sword strikes, with two mournful roars, the two beasts that could not escape lost their lives.

Squinting his eyes, Yate patted the beast's body with his palm and put them in the inventory, as did the long sword.

Then, he sat down on the ground like this, clutching the wound on his arm.

Yate looked at the blood on the ground, and a dagger appeared in his right hand. He scratched in the blood pool at his feet, stained with some blood, and threw out the corpse of a thief killed in Merenco.

Black Crow Gloria jumped to his side.

Not more than ten seconds after he sat down, Bias' voice came over: "Mr. Rattle! Where are you!?"

"I'm here!"

In this way, the scene is considered complete - the bard who found the corpse was found and attacked by the beast, and then wounded the beast with his self-defense dagger, and the mercenary who heard the howl of the beast rushed over, and the beast noticed the situation , chose to escape.

"Yeah———" Black Crow Gloria also yelled, but she looked a little sluggish. The dark energy erosion used by [Passive Crow Mage] just now also consumed its mental power .

This little guy doesn't have much spiritual power.

After Yate responded, a series of hurried footsteps came, rushed to Yate's side, and brought him back to the camp.

"It's really thrilling, Mr. Art." Barbaro watched Lina carefully bandaging Art's wound, and smiled, "There are more wild animals around here, and the camp has fires, so it's safer."

"The camp and flames are the protectors of travelers at night. Ordinary beasts dare not approach." Byas also smiled. "Mr. Rat, can you tell us about the situation?"

Yate said with a "wry smile", "I didn't see what kind of beast it was. I went there to solve the problem, but I saw a figure lying there. I was a little nervous, so I took out my self-defense dagger and prepared to go Check, but at this moment, wild beasts rushed over from behind me. Although I tried to fight them, it was difficult for me to face two wild beasts at the same time. Fortunately, you came here and scared them away. "

He showed a happy expression: "Just after eating the barbecue, it almost became the beast's supper."

At this time, the dagger was placed under his feet, stained with blood and sand.

A few people also saw the corpse just now, and Sylvia stroked the handle of the long sword at her waist: "It should be the blood of that corpse that attracted the beasts. Mr. Yate, you walked over and met them."

Truno and Byas looked at each other and nodded: "I checked the body just now, and the man died not long ago, and he must have been attacked by a wild beast."

Although it was said to be an inspection, it was only a cursory glance, and the corpse was searched by the way, but nothing was gained.

In his heart, he was more inclined to think that the other party was killed and then his property was taken away.

In the wild, such situations are not uncommon.

However, in order to appease these guests, he couldn't say that.

My own team does not have this "expansion business".

The Froll couple next to them looked a little panicked, and Baruto stammered a little: "Then, what shall we do?"

Sylvia showed a gentle smile: "It's okay, let's move forward a little bit, just stay away from that side."

Afterwards, she glanced at the wryly smiling Art: "Lena, help Mr. Rattle to wipe off the blood. Mr. Art, do you have any replacement clothes? You'd better throw away the bloody clothes on your body, otherwise, the beast I might find it by following the smell."

The situation wasn't so bad as to abandon the Mr. Poet, it just needed to be dealt with.

(End of this chapter)