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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.

already taken place, plenty of

as his bodyguard, Milton

without William, as a Peak Quasi-Knight,

Mountain also has

of the year, three suns would appear simultaneously at the top of Sun Mountain, dazzling and magnificent, hence why the Marquis of

designated as the territory of

atop the summit is famous throughout the

come here for

Marquis usually resides, this place is

heard a rustling noise coming

Mountain, he had been on high alert, watching vigilantly for

the moment he heard the noise from the massive bushes, Milton

hiding his body

incredibly thick trunk of the tree perfectly concealed

breath and peered

extremely large wild boar come

visible beneath the fur, its eyes bare, its bristles could not hide

long tusks jutted out, reaching a length of forty to

stark and sharp, the large pointed ears stood erect on either side of its head, its tail was full of sharp

“Giant Tusk Wild Boar!”

Milton murmured to himself.

Boar could be said to be an extraordinarily ferocious

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

Boar liked to

short and sturdy legs, making it very

twitched slightly, its exposed eyes staring intently at the large tree where Milton was

got me in its

Cheney didn’t hesitate. He swiftly reached

leaned slightly back, his shoulders drawing

bow. His knuckles protruded at

a blink of an eye, and the bowstring

sound echoed as the arrowhead, like a lightning bolt, raced towards the soft belly of the wild boar to

had aimed at was one of the softer parts of

piercing through the

Tusk Wild Boar in front of him

in at any time

shriek and crash followed. The arrow penetrated straight through the

but the arrow that had sliced through its body only allowed it to stumble two steps before it fell on the spot, unable to

gushed out

blood dyed the mound of

roar was its last

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

is it

and William appeared in front

he didn’t care about Hunting Day or

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

not something to

complement the Breathing Technique would leave

next moment, William quickly took off Cheney’s arm guard, pinched Cheney’s wrist to feel his bones,

Quasi-Knight, how is this possible? Young Master, you need to tell me if