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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.

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

with William as his bodyguard,

as a Peak Quasi-Knight,

Mountain also has a story

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

it was designated as the territory of the

atop the summit

the Marquis of Dawnstar would come here

usually resides, this place

Milton heard a rustling noise coming from the

had been on high alert, watching

heard the noise from the

moved his feet, hiding

of the tree perfectly concealed

his breath and

an extremely large wild boar come into

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

reaching a length

ears stood erect on either side of its head, its tail

“Giant Tusk Wild Boar!”

Milton murmured to himself.

said to be an extraordinarily ferocious beast in the

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

Wild Boar liked to

short and sturdy legs,

Tusk Wild Boar’s snout twitched slightly, its exposed eyes

me in

didn’t hesitate. He swiftly reached into the quiver

Cheney’s body leaned slightly back, his shoulders drawing close

was swiftly drawn to its limit by Cheney, curving the bow. His

an eye, and the bowstring was let loose by

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

Cheney had aimed at was one of the softer parts

arrow, piercing through the air, was

Giant Tusk Wild

William, ready to step in at any time not far from Cheney, was

The arrow penetrated straight through the Giant Tusk Wild Boar, burying itself into

had sliced through its body only

gushed out like

violent struggles and convulsions, fresh blood dyed the mound

its

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

it

gust of wind, and William appeared in

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

feared that Cheney had taken some secret medicine to

was not something

the

off Cheney’s arm guard, pinched Cheney’s wrist to

is this possible? Young Master, you need to tell me if you’ve taken any secret