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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

William as his bodyguard, Milton

Peak Quasi-Knight, few beasts could

Sun Mountain also has

a certain day of the year, three suns would appear simultaneously at the top of Sun Mountain, dazzling and magnificent,

was designated as the territory of

standing atop the summit is famous throughout

would come here

to the castle where the Marquis usually resides, this place is

noise coming from the bushes

depths of Sun Mountain, he had been on high

the noise from the massive bushes, Milton immediately

hiding

the tree perfectly

his breath

an extremely large

dark brown bristles, its powerful muscles visible beneath

out, reaching a length of forty

erect on either side of

“Giant Tusk Wild Boar!”

Milton murmured to himself.

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

such ferocious beasts to remain in the cleaned-up Sun Mountain, but he did not worry too

Boar liked

had an extremely short temper, with short and sturdy

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

me in its

Cheney didn’t hesitate. He swiftly reached into the quiver on his back and pulled

instant, Cheney’s body leaned slightly back,

curving the bow. His knuckles protruded at the tips of his fingers,

a blink of an eye, and the bowstring was

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

Cheney had aimed at was one of the softer parts of the Giant

piercing through

Tusk Wild Boar in front of him

in at any

followed. The arrow penetrated straight through the Giant Tusk Wild Boar, burying

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

blood gushed out like

blood dyed the mound of earth around

pain-filled roar was its last sound

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

it possible?

of wind, and William appeared in front

didn’t care about Hunting Day or not, Young Master’s strength was clearly

had taken some secret medicine to enhance his

not something to be

complement the Breathing Technique would

took off Cheney’s arm guard, pinched Cheney’s wrist to feel his bones, his face turning even

possible? Young Master, you need to