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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.

clean-up operation had already taken place, plenty of beasts that posed a

as his bodyguard, Milton

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

Mountain also

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

designated as the territory of the Marquis of Dawnstar, it

More Castle standing atop the summit is famous throughout the entire Frostwinter

Marquis of Dawnstar would come here for a few days a

Marquis usually resides, this place

Milton heard a rustling noise coming

he had been on high alert, watching vigilantly

moment he heard the noise

moved his feet, hiding his body behind

trunk of the tree

his breath

an extremely large

brown bristles, its powerful muscles visible beneath the

long tusks jutted out, reaching a length of forty

tusks were stark and sharp, the large pointed ears stood erect on either

“Giant Tusk Wild Boar!”

Milton murmured to himself.

an extraordinarily ferocious beast in the forest, its enormous size the

beasts to remain in the cleaned-up Sun

Giant Tusk Wild Boar liked to

an extremely short temper, with short and sturdy legs, making

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

got me in

hesitate. He swiftly reached into the quiver on his back and pulled out

leaned slightly back,

drawn to its limit by Cheney, curving the bow. His knuckles protruded at the tips of his fingers, turning

blink of an eye, and the bowstring was

bolt, raced towards the soft

at was one of the softer parts of the Giant Tusk Wild

arrow, piercing through the

only did the Giant Tusk Wild Boar in

William, ready to step in at any

penetrated straight through the Giant

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

blood gushed out like a

its violent struggles and convulsions, fresh blood dyed the mound of earth around

roar was its last sound in this

the skilled level archery of a Peak Quasi-Knight, Milton Cheney felled with a single arrow a Giant Tusk Wild Boar, a match for any

it possible? Your

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

Hunting Day or not,

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

medicine was not something to

complement the Breathing Technique would leave serious

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

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