Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang was surprised that he got access to Initial General Stage beasts. Why would the Hunting Guild give him access to such strong beasts? Shang knew that he couldn't kill a General Stage beast under normal circumstances. After all, in his battle against the Vanishing Snake, Shang had had several advantages.

It had basically been a unique opportunity.

If Shang had fought a normal General Stage Vanishing Snake, he would have definitely lost. After all, the Vanishing Snake hadn't even attacked Shang with its tail for the first half of the fight, and its attention also hadn't been fully on Shang.

Shang was confident in his power, but he wasn't an idiot. He knew that he had no chance against a General Stage beast.

At least, for now.

With a more powerful weapon, Shang could imagine fighting a General Stage beast.

Shang looked around and noticed that the receptionist was busy doing something else.

So, Shang's eyes wandered to the hunter sitting beside him.

It was a man in his twenties, wearing armor made of brown leather. The leather reminded Shang of the Wasteland.

"Excuse me," Shang said to the hunter.

The hunter looked at Shang with a curious expression. "Yes?" he asked.

Shang pointed at the words on his stack of papers. "Do you think the Hunting Guild made a mistake? I don't think I'm powerful enough to kill General Stage beasts."

The hunter frowned and motioned for Shang to give him the stack of papers.

Shang gave it to him. After all, these missions were public, and everyone basically shared the missions. Shang doubted that he was the only one that had access to over 50 missions.

The hunter looked with furrowed brows at the title of the stack of papers and quickly skimmed through the contents.

"Have you killed a General Stage beast once before?" he asked.

"Yes, but I was lucky, and I had help," Shang said.

Plop!

The hunter threw the stack of papers back to Shang. "Then that's fine. No one is hunting alone anyways. If you killed one, you killed one."

Shang looked with a complex expression at the hunter's nonchalant attitude.

How did the Hunting Guild even know that he had killed a General Stage beast?

At that moment, the image of teacher Niria shot through Shang's mind.

Was it her?

'Anyway, everything seems to be in order,' Shang thought as he looked at the stack of papers.

on accepting these missions anyway. After all, he was not planning

was a bit interested in

opened the stacks of paper, and the very first page already showed

adult Vanishing Snakes and document

"Reward: 800 gold."

"Corpse: Forfeit."

confusion at the

him again. "What does

corpse, and you don't get to sell it," he answered quickly without looking away from his own stack of papers. "Of course, the rewards are also higher. Those missions

he looked back at the piece of

800 gold.

would be enough

and went to the

about to look for his

of the Pest Queen's

"Reward: 500 gold."

looked at the mission with confusion. 'Pest Queen? Does that have something to do with the

looked at the hunter beside him

accept that

to the

Millipedes and document their

"Reward: 400 gold."

Shang considered

be? It couldn't be as dangerous as an adult

remembered

Soldier Stage Swamp Millipedes were only in the Mid Soldier Stage, while Vanishing Snakes were at the Late

the sneaky kind, and it was easy to find them from quite a distance. That probably meant that their direct

in the end, Shang

the first stack of papers

stack of papers,

Killing Vanishing Snakes.

Killing Swamp Millipedes.

Killing Pest Cats.

for killing other beasts. Most of them were completely

particular missions that didn't

them only wanted Shang to document the

area and documenting all

missions wanted Shang to get some samples from soil or

most missions were still about killing

was done with looking through the stack

most lucrative mission is killing Vanishing Snakes. Each one is worth

24 hours of hunting in dangerous territory. Additionally, I have killed a

not sure if my suspicions are correct, but I feel like there have

their instincts tell them that

my suspicions are correct, it might actually take me three days to hunt