The Primal Hunter

Shopping trip time! Well, kind of. For the very first time since leaving the Tutorial, Jake wasn’t loaded and had to actually think twice before spending haphazardly. It wasn’t even sure he wanted to buy something, despite the urgings of both Polly and Owen.

Not long after the encounter with the mysterious dark elf that was totally not a teaser for a fight much later in the Challenge Dungeon, Jake and company arrived in the section of the Colosseum that dealt with selling items.

This part looked like a huge shopping district still placed within the massive structure itself. Despite having spent over a week in the Colosseum so far, Jake had far from explored close to everything, and he knew there were even restaurants and stuff somewhere. It was a big place, which it kind of had to be with the many different arenas and huge training facilities.

Luckily, one didn’t have to shop around for equipment. There was one place to go, where everything was gathered. It was a large shop with what looked like magical screens where one could simply search for items and browse for anything they wanted as long as it was on sale.

As a Gladiator, Jake had unlocked a lot better items than before… and maybe it was time to spend some points. Not all of them, though. He did need some new shoes for sure, and after searching through the footwear for a quarter of an hour, he settled on a pair he liked.

[Fleetstep Boots (Rare)] – Leather boots enchanted with powerful magic. These boots are incredibly durable and were created to make their wearer quicker on their feet, allowing them to go in and out of combat more easily. The enchantments placed on these boots make your steps lighter and increase Agility. As a rare item, these boots are insured, so should they be destroyed or lost, you can instantly get a replacement. Enchantments: Insured. Fleetstep. +1 Agility.

Requirements: Soulbound. Gladiator Colosseum Rank.

Cost: 1000 Colossem Points.

It was a bit funny that boots were the first item he bought. It was an investment for future fights, and if Jake had to spend one and a half to two years more in the arena, he would need equipment at some point anyway. Something like boots was something he could get now and keep till the end. Especially boots like these that offered not only a bit of Agility and proper durability but even a lightness effect. That was pretty nice when fighting on sand.

Moreover, they were insured. A very silly name, but the gist of it was there. This meant that even if Jake ended up destroying them – something his destructive arcane energy had a tendency to do – he would get new ones. That was far better than Owen, who would just lose his spear if he ended up breaking or misplacing it.

This entire insurance thing seemed a bit out of place thematically, but Jake could see it being necessary to entice people like him to buy anything before they began losing their lives.

“How do they look?” Jake asked after putting them on. The boots were made of thin, lightweight leather he could barely feel on his feet, and when he stepped down, it felt a bit odd. It was like he had indeed become lighter, but only from the perspective of the ground he stepped on. That is to say, Jake wasn’t actually lighter if he decided to kick someone in the face, but if he walked on sand, he wouldn’t sink in as much as before. Overall, good stuff.

“Decent,” Owen nodded. “Definitely better than no boots. Also, are you seriously wearing leather boots without socks on?”

“Yes,” Jake answered with a deadpan expression. That is what he had gotten used to, and he was not going to stop.

“Now that is just weird,” Owen shook his head. “Also, have you considered looking into any weapons or-“

“Kicking is good for now,” Jake cut him off.

“How about a wand to make use of your-“ Polly tried, Jake once more unreceptive to the suggestions.

“Kicking good.”

Both of them looked exasperated, but Jake was steadfast in his opinion.

Now, Jake would admit that buying a weapon would have made what happened the next day a lot easier and a lot less… messy. Alas, hindsight was twenty-twenty.

finally itching out a victory. He considered staying for Owen’s promotion match but instead headed back to the training area for Gladiators to

here in the Colosseum of Mortals, that wasn’t an option. Instead, Jake would focus on things he usually neglected. One of those had been internal energy control and familiarizing himself with his weakened body and, of course, the practice and creation of Fear Gaze, but he had one

event and got a perfect teacher and sparring partner in Sim-Jake, allowing him to train in melee fighting. Even if he didn’t have a specific melee fighting skill outside of Fang of Man, he was undoubtedly better at melee combat when

went all the way back to the basics – something only possible due to

arrow as a normal human, but from talks with the Sword Saint and even Sim-Jake, it became clear he was very wrong. Jake had been good at archery before

conceptual power far beyond anything Jake had for the Sword Saint. So, while it was a

private shooting range. A privilege of being a Gladiator. It wasn’t a big place, but it was big enough for Jake to set up targets and, with

Target practice.

in his shoulders moved, the fluidity of motion when he drew

room as he had to go and get dinner before sleeping to regenerate his resources and rest his sore body. He ate with Polly and Owen, who both seemed interested in his practice, especially as Polly had discovered that Jake had gone and gotten a huge batch of practice arrows and even an extra

could be an archer but nevertheless encouraged him to train with a weapon. The brainstorming on how Jake could sew arrows to his boots wasn’t that welcome, though, and no, it wasn’t a “great way to add penetrative power to his

that and

not do another Gladiator Match, but that did mean he could try out the other option. Show Matches. Sure, he could only do

nodded as Jake said he wanted to do a Show

you aren’t a fan of killing, but for the Show Matches, there often isn’t a choice. Your opponents won’t show any mercy to you, either. I don’t even think they know the meaning

pretty much having his suspicions confirmed as to

Oh, and the higher up

question why the words on the

Show Match Opponents Available:

Hunting Squad (6x opponents) – 300 Colosseum

Orc Berserker – 250 Colosseum

(3x opponents) – 200

–

– 100 Colosseum

It wasn’t really a choice.

be warned. There are five regular goblins and one hobgoblin leader. They will all have different weapons too, so even if you are stronger than each of them individually, if you mess up, things can get messy quickly. Especially considering you are not wearing any proper armor,” the Battlemaster explained. “Group combat is

it, chief,” Jake nodded

in thirty minutes… unless you need more time

start. He saw the timer above the gate appear and begin counting down. Half an hour later, he walked through the large

spread around. Badly built five-meter tall wooden towers, parts of walls, with there even being a few rusty weapons and pieces of armor in

It had an almost black color, dyed from the blood of

of the arena with six goblins inside. One hobgoblin with a machete, two small goblins with bows, two with spears, and one with a club. Just by

Battlemaster had indeed been right. He was effectively fighting non-sapient monsters. There was only one way

In fact, it’s why you’re here, isn’t it!? That’s right, it’s Doomfoot’s debut in the Show Match

also worked in the Show Match arena, though he did wonder when the hell the guy slept, assuming he was even real. Okay, he definitely wasn’t real, as Jake even heard the same guy commentate Owen’s matches, but Jake did wonder if a person had put their voice

interesting that the announcer gave context as to why these goblins were there and even gave a

no choice. Will Doomfoot be able to overcome his merciful nature and be

situation was