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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.

operation had already taken place, plenty of beasts that posed

with William as his bodyguard, Milton

Quasi-Knight, few

also has a

a certain day of the year, three suns would appear simultaneously at the top of Sun

Mountain used to be a desolate place, but after it was designated as

summit is

of Dawnstar would come here for a few

Marquis usually resides, this place is significantly

Milton heard a rustling noise coming

Mountain, he had been on high alert,

noise from the massive bushes, Milton immediately

hiding

trunk of the

breath

extremely large wild boar

in dark brown bristles, its powerful muscles visible beneath the fur, its eyes bare, its bristles could

reaching a length of forty to fifty

and sharp, the large pointed ears stood erect on either

“Giant Tusk Wild Boar!”

Milton murmured to himself.

Boar could be said to be an extraordinarily ferocious beast in the forest, its enormous

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

Wild Boar liked to inhabit dense

with short and sturdy legs, making it

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

got me in its

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

leaned slightly back, his

its limit by Cheney, curving the bow. His knuckles protruded at the tips of his fingers, turning slightly white from

eye, and the bowstring was let loose by

raced

at was one of the softer parts

arrow, piercing through the air,

not only did the Giant Tusk Wild Boar in

in at any time not

straight through the Giant Tusk Wild Boar, burying itself into its

the arrow that had sliced through its body only allowed it to stumble two steps

gushed out like

violent struggles and convulsions, fresh blood dyed the mound

roar was its

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

it

wind, and William appeared in front of

this point, he didn’t care about Hunting Day

taken some secret medicine to enhance his strength, which

something

don’t complement the Breathing Technique would leave serious

Cheney’s wrist to

Young Master, you need to tell me if you’ve taken any