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Chapter 8: Chapter 8: The Shock of the “Giant Tusk Wild Boar” and William (Request for Chase Reading)

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A flash of silver suddenly appeared, and an arrow shot through the air and into a cluster of grass.

There was a rabbit feeding in the grass, its pale grey fur contrasting with the surroundings.

The next moment, the grey rabbit seemed to perceive something, its fur bristling!

Its grey pupils were spinning chaotically, as if it wanted to jump up and run.

But the arrow in the air was faster than it could react.

The sound of it tearing through the airflow echoed, a splash of blood soared, the grey rabbit nailed firmly to the ground.

Milton Cheney lowered his longbow and walked towards the rabbit.

He reached out and pulled the arrow out of the rabbit, fresh blood pouring out and dripping onto the ground.

When the bleeding had nearly stopped, Milton picked up the grey rabbit by its ears, then used his longsword to dig up some dirt to bury the fresh blood.

“Grey furry rabbit, not of much value.”

Milton lifted the rabbit and inspected it, then put it back where he had found it.

The game from the hunt could be carried away or left in situ for specialists to recover.

After fifteen days, the value of all the game would be calculated, and a generous reward given to the person with the highest valued game.

The reward was secondary, the person ranked first would earn considerable prestige in the hearts of the other young nobles.

Walking past the grey furry rabbit, Milton Cheney headed deeper into Sun Mountain.

This hunt was a good experience for him.

Although it could not truly test his strength as a Peak Quasi-Knight.

It could, however, offer a simple test of his knightly skills.

Just like the arrow he had just shot, seen clearly by William, who was following Milton from afar.

He had just taught Milton the basics of archery.

But seeing Milton’s shot, it was clearly a skilled level of archery!

Although surprised, William didn’t give it too much thought, attributing Milton’s skill to his highly talented archery talent.

……

Milton traversed the primal forest, heading deeper into Sun Mountain.

Compared to the outskirts, there were more wild beasts in the depths of Sun Mountain.

plenty of beasts that posed a threat to

as his bodyguard,

William, as a Peak Quasi-Knight, few beasts could threaten his

Mountain also has a

simultaneously at the top of Sun Mountain, dazzling and magnificent, hence why the

after it was designated as the territory of the

atop the summit is famous throughout the

Dawnstar would come here for a few days a

the castle where the Marquis usually resides, this place

noise coming from

Mountain, he had been on

he heard the noise from the massive bushes,

moved his feet, hiding his body

incredibly thick trunk of the tree perfectly

held his breath and

saw an extremely large wild boar

dark brown bristles, its powerful muscles visible beneath the fur, its

tusks jutted out, reaching a length of forty to

sharp, the large pointed ears stood erect on either side of its

“Giant Tusk Wild Boar!”

Milton murmured to himself.

Giant Tusk Wild Boar could be said to be an extraordinarily ferocious beast in the

expect such ferocious beasts to remain in the cleaned-up Sun Mountain,

Giant Tusk Wild Boar liked to

extremely short temper, with short and

Giant Tusk Wild Boar’s snout twitched slightly, its exposed eyes staring intently at the

got me

target, Milton Cheney didn’t hesitate. He swiftly reached into the

leaned slightly

strung bowstring was swiftly drawn to its limit by Cheney, curving the bow. His knuckles protruded at

an eye, and the

echoed as the arrowhead, like a lightning bolt, raced towards the

at was one of the softer parts of the Giant

through the air, was

Giant Tusk Wild Boar in front of

in at any time not far from

followed. The arrow penetrated straight through the Giant

sliced through its body only allowed it to stumble two steps

out like

convulsions, fresh blood dyed the mound of

its

the skilled level archery of a Peak Quasi-Knight, Milton Cheney felled with a single arrow

is it

felt a gust of wind, and William appeared in front of him, his face filled

point, he didn’t care about Hunting Day or

that Cheney had taken some secret medicine to enhance his strength, which might leave

not something to be

don’t complement the Breathing Technique would

quickly took off Cheney’s arm guard, pinched Cheney’s wrist to feel his

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