The Primal Hunter

Chapter 975: An Old Man's Measured Approach Chapter 975: An Old Man's Measured Approach

Floating in the air, the Sword Saint raised a hand as he swept it in front of him, forming a swirling plane of water that met all the attacks coming for him. Everything passed through it and was misdirected to fly by him as he had already taken note of what he was dealing with, and it was all very… odd.

The army below was large, but it was not powerful. From the power of the attacks, he felt nearly only D-grades in the crowd, and after using some Identifies, he confirmed that these armies were made up nearly entirely of D-grades with a few C-grade commanders in the mix, save for one small squad.

Having dealt with the first barrage of attacks, the army below wasn’t showing any reaction besides releasing another attempt at his life. Miyamoto sighed as he quickly scanned the battlefield and noticed it had a rather classical setup, but not one actually made for warfare. It was purely a marching formation, and seeing as the immediate area all around the Prima Vessel was clean, much of the dirt showing signs of prior marches, he quickly reached a conclusion.

An army for show.

Misdirecting the next set of attacks, the Sword Saint saw no need to take a third as he dove down toward the army. Only now did they seem to realize they were dealing with a problematic opponent, and in an instant, panic set in.

The armies scrambled as the C-grade commanders yelled words of order, but none of them listened besides two companies, including one that Miyamoto had noticed from the beginning as they stood out due to their far worse equipment and the fact they were all beastfolk of the same variant.

Beastfolk, or beastkin as they were also called, were a rather diverse race, much like scalekin. Their only common trait was their bestial ancestry, but that ancestry could vary widely and would affect their variant races significantly. This particular army with shabby equipment was all of the same kind of beastkin and, from the looks of it, had their ancestry in a bull or other similar bovine of some fashion.

A slave army? Internal discord between variants?

Hopefully, he would soon have his answer as Miyamoto successfully located the leader of this entire group. The second company that retained order, besides this one he suspected to be made up of slaves, also had the best equipment and was definitely some kind of elite squad going by how they were all C-grades. Low-tier C-grades, but C-grades still, with their leader a large bear-like beastkin standing in the middle with a two-handed axe. This wasn’t necessarily the commander in charge of the army, but he was certainly the strongest based on how many of the panicking soldiers threw glances at him. Miyamoto knew that beastkin tended to structure their societies strictly around power… something that wasn’t exactly unique to them, true, but he believed it a safe bet in this case to approach the strongest.

A few attacks were still thrown his way, but the Sword Saint ignored them as he appeared in front of the elite army with the bearkin towering above the other soldiers staring straight at him.

”I do not come as an enemy,” Miyamoto spoke in a calm tone. ”And I apologize if that was your interpretation of my presence.”

The beastkin, who had looked ready to attack, stared at him suspiciously as he answered in a tone that made it clear she was a female, making the Sword Saint get a pang of embarrassment that he masterfully hid.

”Who are you? Who are you with?” the female bearkin asked with an almost accusatory tone.

”I am with no one; I just arrived on this planet,” the Sword Saint answered, deciding to limit the information he would give away until he knew more.

”Lies, the Fourth King did not enter the Prima Guardian Alliance,” the bearkin answered, now with their guard even more up than before, yet having also disclosed some valuable information.

”I never made such claims,” Miyamoto said with a light smile as he looked up toward the sky where he came from as he purposefully radiated his aura and power. ”I am from a world that defeated our Prima Guardian shortly after the event began, and taking advantage of what lies within the Prima Vessel, we became able to travel elsewhere in the galaxy… even to the worlds not part of the alliance.”

scientist had taken inspiration from and made use of what was within the Prima Vessel to make his

sole intent is to slay the Prima Guardian, but should good reason be given, I

to guard the Prima Vessel wasn’t someone who could actually make decisions, but she could direct him to someone who could. This entire conversation had also been conducted openly surrounded by others, and through the whispers and doubtful talk of the soldiers all around him, the Sword Saint quickly got a basic idea of what he was dealing with

already dead, killed by the three others who were now fighting to claim the throne. Apparently, this Prima Vessel was important to

with Primas everywhere causing trouble and making everything far more complicated. Some kind of power

equally matched factions. An ace that would allow any King who successfully recruited him to claim victory, and he had purposefully shown off his

it’s maybe possible to get a meeting with the Third

the

glance to a soldier who was thrown out of his stupor as he used some kind of skill. The Sword Saint nodded in approval and

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few minutes passed before the female beastkin focused on the Sword

meet in another location not far from there. It will only take a single teleportation

is… yet to tell if they are simply being

used mainly for supplies for all the marching soldiers. It also had two teleportation circles, with one of them recently deactivated and both rigged to blow. The escort clearly wasn’t very

a moment to gather herself. ”Let me go through first and

friendly demeanor despite having a very good idea of what was waiting for him on the other end

soldiers had a small token he was carrying light up, and he threw a look at the Sword Saint as he

idle chatter of an army revealed much, including that his level was higher than any of them had ever seen before when it came to enlightened. While that didn’t mean he had to be the highest-level person on the planet, it did make him confident in stating he was

he wasn’t, and besides,

anything like that, he appeared within what looked like an underground chamber, with magic circles covering the floors, walls, and ceiling, as well as around fifty C-grades spread out around the area behind cover,

the Sword Saint said as thick tension filled

wasn’t hidden behind cover walked toward him. It was one of the bull-like beastkin who carried a small disc that

one appears and claims to be here

related to the ongoing system event,” the Sword Saint said in his usual calm voice. ”And I believe you have already been informed of my purpose

quite a bold claim at that. I understand you believe yourself powerful, and my warrior

Sword Saint raised an eyebrow. ”Oh? That is odd because from what I saw, you have not slain the

World Leader and is the only one who can unlock the Prima Vessel… I would think someone claiming to be a Prima Guardian Slayer would know that you need the World Leader

Miyamoto smiled confidently. ”I would merely assume one who is capable of slaying the Guardian is also capable of assuring its release. Or are you incapable of convincing this World Leader of yours to release the Guardian? Perhaps you are too weak to bring him here forcefully? Either way, it serves as a weak excuse for your lack