The Primal Hunter

A few hours earlier, while it was still early in the morning, the base was in full motion. The smiths worked overtime, the tailors doing the last work, and all the warriors readied their weapons and prepared themselves to make sure all their resources were fully replenished.

The order given was to march towards the now deceased Hayden’s base only minutes from now. They had all expected the command to come sooner or later, but it nevertheless came a bit earlier than most would have predicted.

As for Richard himself, he was currently in the large cabin functioning as the headquarter of his base. With him were Caroline and three other influential members of his team. Notably absent from the regular group of leaders was Jacob, who had yet to soften up after the whole Jake debacle.

Richard didn’t sweat it much. They still had more than three weeks remaining, and despite his anger, Jacob had always done his job. Not happily, but he did it. His sense of responsibility seemingly trumping his anger.

Looking around at the other leaders in the camp, he was quite satisfied with himself. He had chosen to have a leader from each starting class present as if to represent their faction. Caroline naturally was the representative of the smallest group, the healers. Warriors had been bundled into one, Richard taking charge of all of them, while the three others were an archer in the Scout, a caster who had recently been replaced by William, and Joanna representing the craftsmen and craftswomen.

His desire to conquer the base of Hayden was still being questioned even now. Especially by the middle-aged woman who saw it all as utterly unnecessary bloodshed.

Richard believed that the light-caster, and former second-in-command, of the enemy faction’s remnants still wanted to fight. The caster likely thought that Richard wouldn’t risk storming their somewhat fortified base, even with their advantage in numbers. It was illogical and unnecessary, just like the craftswoman said.

He would agree, if not for small detail.

Tutorial Quest: A Leader is born

Objective: Become the sole leader of at least 90% of the other humans during the tutorial.

Current progress: 57%

Eliminate other leaders: 1/1

The quest had been obtained on the second day of the tutorial. Before he had even properly established his camp. He had been surprised at the notification, but at the same time excited.

There is no way such a quest wouldn’t reward something worthwhile. Of course, the only obstacle in his way had been Hayden. A man who, as the quest objective showed, also had the same quest as himself. Or at least the man had also been recognized by the system as a faction leader.

His aim was naturally not a measly 90%. He wanted to complete the quest with a 100% completion rate. The quest clearly said “at least 90%” which indicated rewards for having more. A bonus he would gladly claim.

All he needed now was to wipe out what remained of Hayden’s goons and then hunt down that troublesome archer Jake, along with any other stragglers. Striking down any dissidents within his own faction shouldn’t prove much of an issue, either.

Looking about, he saw all of the people as his skill made him aware of their loyalty. Many of the recent defects from Hayden’s camp weren’t considered loyal quite yet, but that was kind of expected.

Richard was also annoyed to see that William, that moron, was no longer considered loyal. He was joining their assault, however, so all was good. He would make use of the teenager to wipe out his enemies and then put him down.

Having concluded their meeting, and William confirmed his tactic, the five people exited the cabin as everyone except the craftswoman went towards the gate.

“Listen up, people!” he yelled as he made his way to the middle of the camp and stopped. “Hayden is dead, but his people remain, and I fear they thirst for revenge. We have given them the chance to step down, but they refused! Tell me, are we going to let them truly start another war again!?”

“NO!” he heard several yells from the group - his own planted people, along with a few others.

“Exactly!” he continued. “We should crush them before they gather themselves and attack! Show them that we aren’t afraid!”

he smiled to himself in satisfaction. It was only a stupid act, but it had always worked to build morale

the base, as the nearly 200 people stood in front of him. Some of them weren’t combatants but had simply come to send off their friends, but most

warrior smiled to himself - a young man with blonde

see you join us,” he said as he

would only bring him benefits. He couldn’t imagine

the Smith join us also?” Richard asked as he

William answered, as he cheerfully laughed. “You know the old man cares more

hammer would have been more than welcome,” Richard said regretfully. The Smith would have been a great asset, but then again, perhaps it was good to leave him behind. He was another of the unloyal subjects

of, my friend” Richard laughed as he patted the young man on his shoulder. Feeling metal below the robe surprised Richard a bit,

sneered - sneered, and seethed in rage. Who the fuck does he think he is to call me a friend? That was only for

their way towards Hayden’s

no one knew it for a fact, chances were that some of these people were

believed they did this to get the other leaders as fast as possible in the good graces of himself, which was also why practically all of them

William happily taking on the role of the butcher. And he wasn’t picky on what to

by Hayden and his comrades. Walking closer, they stopped only 20 meters or so from the gate, as they heard yelling and confusion from behind the wall. They hadn’t exactly

yelled as the sound boomed out. The volume far above what a human could ever do

horror. After only ten seconds or so, Richards slim patience was spent as he opened his

coming out,” he said as he walked towards the wooden gate, “then I am coming

out of the shield, easily smashing the fragile wooden

followed by a string of other spells as they bombarded

he yelled as they all raised their shields. Blue barriers appeared and enlarged in

next, as they all

side struggled as they slowly backed off and kept firing

were thrown the other way, but the other side

But he didn’t worry much as he spotted the unique robe of Desmond among the retreating people. The caster was also clearly firing light beams

the other side waste their mana. The shields currently deployed by him and the other heavy warriors were skills they had all learned at level 20. The shield barely consumed any stamina to keep active

in front of him, even though Desmond should have more than a hundred. Did that many people desert

further, he heard an explosion from behind, followed by screams of pain

Richard thought, as he turned back. What

know was that the

never been the brain of their operation, especially not after his son died. He had been overly emotional and spontaneous,

was also why he had more easily united the remaining survivors of their camp. Far more quickly

forest shimmered as dozens of people were revealed. Ironically,

the plants that Richard had thought to be deserters turned towards the weaker casters as they

warriors and elites, the mediocre fighters started a desperate struggle as they were

total slouch, however, as he quickly remobilized his men

as the groups started clashing and mixing. Richard had issues trying to make it back towards Desmond as he had a mix of allies and enemies between the

first class evolution, with even a few not having them

meant that the truly powerful individuals who had gotten

Richard’s men one by one. However, he soon met his end as a glowing red arrow fired with a Powershot blew off his head, shattering the mana

was cleaved in two by a two-handed blade as it descended from a warrior surrounded by