My Last Hunt

Chapter 210: Journey (11)

Journey (11)

Taking revenge without using weapon

One of them choosing suicide sorted the air tense. The last hunter was still struggling to keep the sanity and senses alert. Qiao pulled the cloth from the neck of the dead hunter and focused his attention to get rid the last hunter. Before his attention was divided between two; the hunter took last glance at the young hunter, there was nothing visible difference other than his extraordinary handsome looks and his slightly expensive fleece. As for the weapon was concerned though it looked exceptional but young hunter was not using it for attack. 

All other traits resemble to the normal level five hunter; it was strange that in such little time he was able to learn better level of skill and it was not possible without continuous practice. His calculations and the timing for reaction were accurate to the point of perfectness which can only be achieved at higher levels. This level of accuracy can easily defeat a normal level five hunter in few moments. There were limited skills for hunters and they were expected to practice them madly to get perfectness with the time. For a personal who rest when his body gave a sign of exhaustion for example Qiao; when he was not in the forest for hunting, he would practice to no end for this perfectness. 

The senior hunters were forced to admire his level of reaction speed as well as accuracy of action. Else he might have been dead inside the body of strong monster. It was unheard and unseen yet he proved that it was possible. Thinking all these aspects the last hunter wavered before attacking. They took his inattention as someone weakling trying to hide from stronger hunter yet they appeared wrong; in the end they were the one weaklings. He was not avoiding them instead giving them chance to make rational decision. 

Qiao at this point cannot give another chance. There were limited chances in everyone's life and whoever did not avail must regret. They could have ignored when they happened to spot him; they should have minded their own business. The cloth folded around his neck; Qiao easily shook away the coming sword pulling the cloth. The hunter fell on his knees trying to unfold the cloth from the neck using both hands. Qiao pulled the cloth little hard. Lowa turned her eyes away. She was terrified to witness this side of the young hunter. 

He was merciless at times. It was simply because giving a chance was one of his rules however giving second chance was called stupidity according to his set rules. Lowa heaved a deep sigh that she was fortunate in this aspect. She did not offend him seriously or directly. The veins on the forehead popped up with the struggle and the hunter literally started gasping for breath. Meanwhile the team of the huntresses appeared at some distance and noticed what was going on. They took few moments to comprehend the situation. 

The leading huntress changed her expression from stern to agape. This hunter who dared to take the girl away was actually a merciless killer. Now it was upto them whether to still chase him and the girl or just give up and save the life. The previous injuries were lot better but receiving more injuries would be called insane choice. She looked at the other companions and asked their opinion. "Going forward would be equal to intentionally jump in the fire and I am not willing to do it." The most aggressive huntress shook her head. She was terrified to see the killing without any weapon. 

"We can just skip their presence and choose another path for the journey." The leading huntress suggested. They agreed and changed their direction. Their ego cannot save from the disaster in case their decision proved wrong. It was wise act. The hunter fell on the ground lifeless. Qiao removed the cloth from the neck and kept it for future enemies. Wuza came back at the same time. He was taking few sips of meal because the whirlwind rush made him hungry. Qiao deliberated for a while and decided to bury the bodies of the hunters. 

He did not want the monsters to find their bodies and rip in pieces. After some time they were again at the track. Exploring the map and rushing toward the second destination; the unseen danger was also nearing them. According to the map; there was The Nest in some part of the Angry Dales however it was far-away from their present location. There was only one Nest built by the Hightown for any type of reports especially regarding the Lost Ventures. "Brother, I do think that killing an enemy is best choice but I am not sure about the rules of the Hightown. Do they condemn killing other hunters?" Wuza asked to see Qiao strangely silent. 

After killing his enemies; he was trying best to keep his composure; he felt the strong surge of strength when he was killing last hunter and it was insanely strong to wash away his sanity. The strands of humanity were cornered in his heart and he was feeling unable to control the anger within. "They indeed condemn but getting rid few scums would definitely not cost much to the Hightown." Qiao spoke determined coming back to his usual self. "Then I will keep in mind whom to kill and who should be given a chance." Wuza nodded. "I am afraid you will have to meet several challenges in the Hightown before getting accepted under the elders or any team." Qiao voiced his concerns. Inside his head; he thought to try best to get a better place for Wuza in the Hightown so that he could prove beneficial for the stability of the Hightown. 

"I already have some understanding even it would not make me dejected if they refused to accept a blood hunter in the hunting world." Wuza spoke halfhearted. He was only keeping a small hope for a future

in hunting.