The Primal Hunter

Chapter 461

Jake and Carmen stood outside of the small brick house. It looked cheaply built, which made sense as this was squarely in the slums of Puddlerock. Apparently, many of those who lived there had been exiled from Saint-something island due to breaking some of their stupid Holy Church rules. Or maybe they just had a bit too much independence to fit in.

“This is the place?” Carmen asked as Jake checked the paper in his hand.

“Definitely looks like it,” he nodded. “How did you find out about this Clinton guy anyway?”

“The Holy Church isn’t the only faction with people able to divine stuff. Valhal has Rune Seers and stuff like that. I just got in touch with one of the better ones, and she used my Records to track my family by linking me to them. This is how she found this guy, too, as his karma is deeply tied to theirs,” Carmen explained.

“I see,” Jake nodded. He still wasn’t clear on how Carmen wanted him to track her family, considering he had yet to see anything to go from that wasn’t just good old detective work. For the Primas, he could use their energy signatures, and he would need something similar if he was to track humans.

“Why are we stalling, by the way?” Jake then asked.

“I wasn’t,” Carmen said defensively as she raised her hand to knock on the door. She hesitated a bit before she finally built up the courage.

She knocked two times as the two of them waited. Jake wasn’t worried about no one being home, considering he could already see the man inside sitting in a chair reading a book. He was on the older side, probably in his late fifties to early sixties. Also, inside the house, Jake had already spotted a lot of fishing gear, and overall the guy called Clinton just gave Jake the impression of an average retired man who liked to fish.

When Carmen knocked, the man looked up, frowned, and placed the book on a table as he went to open the door. It didn’t take long before he was there, but he didn’t open it right away.

“Who's there?” he asked carefully.

“My name is Carmen… I am looking for some people you used to travel with, and I heard you could provide some information,” the warrior of Valhal said a bit nervously.

The man instantly responded as he opened the door slowly at first, but was surprised and swung it open rapidly when he saw her. “Who are you?”

Carmen looked a bit surprised herself. “I already told you my name.”

“Your voice just reminded me of someone else… sorry. Ah, where are my manners? Come on in. I hear you are looking for someone?” the man called Clinton said, finally calming down.

That is until he saw Jake wearing his mask and the hawk sitting on his shoulder. He stared at them a bit as Jake just raised his hand to give a friendly wave, Sylphie mimicking him as she raised her wing to also wave.

Cuteness won out as the man couldn’t help but smile at the sight and was further calmed by Carmen’s explanation. “He is a tracker I work with to help me find the people I am looking for.”

Clinton nodded once more as he invited them in, and after the usual pleasantries of being offered a drink and politely declining, they finally got to the main topic.

like her. Your mother is called Marcia,

of the use of present tense implying they were still alive or the confirmation the

were also traveling with several others from my family, right?”

mentioning you and saying how

bit cold. “I am currently looking for them and heard you know more. But

drama. Being an outsider, I had no influence, so when I finally came across a safe settlement, I chose to make it my home. I also must apologize, but I am not sure exactly where they went, just that

decided to also enter the conversation as he asked: “Do you have something related to any of them?

why Jake asked for it. “I may have something. Let me

butt in for two reasons. First of all, because it needed to be asked, and secondly, because he saw how hard Carmen was clenching her fists below the table. He found it a bit weird but still decided that changing the

but had assumed it was similar to his own reasons. Having no plans to pry into her personal business, he would just let her handle it, and even if

wand. Jake looked at it and instantly felt a mana signature from it. “This wand belonged to Antonios. He got a better one when we

string of mana, Jake floated the wand over and scanned it. The mana within was faint, but Jake was sure of it. It belonged to a person that wasn’t Clinton. Carmen was looking at him, and

much for it?”

have it,” the man just smiled. “Your father and mother helped me out a lot in the Tutorial, and I owe them at least that. It was your father’s anyway, so returning it to

Carmen nodded with

I hope they are doing well,” Clinton said as he

final question… was there a woman called Beatrice with them?” Carmen asked in a serious

said with a cheerful smile. “She was such a nice young woman. Beatrice is your cousin, right? You are about the same age, but I hear that you drifted apart due to some differences. I hope you two can reconcile. After all, family is more

nodded. “I will be sure to greet her

guy’s ready to go?” the silver-armored warrior said as he escorted Jake, Carmen, and Sylphie to the teleportation chamber once more. He had actually been way more helpful than Jake had first thought he would, having

rough estimates with no proper identification of

the danger zones – hopefully finding two

had even made a decent case for why they should bring him along. He

looked young, probably barely in his twenties. He also just struck Jake as a bit green,

carry my own weight,” he smiled. “Trust me,

“Just know we

their group was

who could run through the plains for twenty hours straight without exchanging a single word. But this guy? It was like he

city leader of Puddlerock. At first, he seemed a bit… well, dull, but the more the guy talked, the more Jake’s opinion changed.

help out his father and because he genuinely wanted to make Earth a better place. The Church was present on both continents from the start, with its influence spreading

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