First Hunting

MIDNIGHT.

As I was walking through the Town of Ashton that I was living in. I can see the border wall that protects this town. It was a low-quality wall with no magic circle or artifact to strengthen it. The silent atmosphere at night also makes this place look like a ghost town.

The only reason that this place was still in function was because of the strategic locations it had, as the fastest road to the capital.

It doesn't have a place for visitors nor merchants. The Lord of this land doesn't even live here and left this place for capital. This place is like an abandoned house.

'enough about these small details and let's get to the main road to the capital.'

I'm not going to the capital but I was thinking to start looking around the road. If this place was the main road. There should be many bandits awaits here to surprise attack the merchant or noble.

'Let's just call this operation the First hunting.'

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I kept walking in the wood near the main road when suddenly, someone alarmed voice rang in my ears.

"BANDITS! PREPARE TO ENGAGE!" someone shouted, as a rumble of footsteps came from their right and rear of their carriage.

'At last, Some bandits.'

I smiled as I hear this sound, I jumped up to one of the trees and start looking at the situation.

There was a grotesque battle happening on the main road.

After 5 minutes, I reach the place where the sound comes from. I approach that place while hiding myself among the small trees and bushes and observed the scene in front of me.

2 groups in a battle to the death, one appeared to be normal merchants & their bodyguards while the other being a group of bandits. And the merchant side at the losing side in this case. Only 3 merchants and 20 bodyguards versus more than 35 Bandits surrounding them. Many of the bodyguards were lying on the ground, their bodies lifeless.

"Help Me, O' wind and follow my will. I command and gather you around in protection. Wind Barrier!"

Instantly I can see a gust of wind forming a tornado around the carriage that was being attacked. Then the gust bent into a sphere around one of the carriage.

'low-level wind elemental magic, had a very small range of area effect and with the need to use chanting at that.'

I was not expecting much from the beginning but the need to use chanting at low-level magic is just-

Awful.

anyway

I was watching from 30 meters distance from the branch of the tall tree. I could clearly see what was exactly happening. All these wanker were ambushed in a well-thought trap. Because on the bandit group side, there were only 10 casualties and 5 injured. While the merchant side has lost more than 11 men despite having around the same number of people.

I found that none of the bandits that were attacking the merchants & the bodyguards were nearly half as strong as me. But I decided to wait up a bit more.

'There could be a boss that making an entry at crucial moment or artifacts that gonna save the people.'

I had to make my entry in the most crucial and most heroic moment. Otherwise, my help would go under-appreciated and that will not be the most ideal decision on my part.

As I was thinking and looking around again. There seem to be a bulky man with a big long sword waiting around the bush just like me. He was in the bandit's team as I can see his subordinate is reporting the situation to him.

'Let's just start with him while waiting for the bandits to dominate the fight.'

I use my vampire skill, claw and the fog walk. My claws started to grow and it make my nails as sharp as a blade. My feet feel lighter too. With my demonic energy, I control it and wrap the energy around my claws and feet. strengthening them even more. So that it will improve the performance of the skills that I had activated.

after I finished my preparation, I jumped from tree to tree with no sound and approached the back of the huge man.

"Hello there."

I smiled as the man try to catch a glimpse of me.

"who-"

The moment we locked eyes. I smiled maniacally while the bulky man try to reach for his huge sword.

The moment he reaches it.

"caugh-"

before He realized what had happened to him he freeze and start caughing some blood.

"caugh, ho-"

He looks down at his chest. He sees a hole and some blood splatter.

-spurt

-spurt

"lessons learned don't turn your back on your enemy."

As He was looking at the chromic white hair youth with a pair of his Golden eye that has no emotion or doubt of his actions. That youth was holding something like an organ that painted his hand in red.

He was sure he died by that boy. but how? how can someone so young kill him so easily. that was the last question he had, as his body started to fall lifeless to the ground.

'I was thinking to play with him for a bit. but looking back at it. I just don't see the worth of playing with some nobody.'

anyway. let's move on.

as I was holding the heart of that man. I eat it.

'the stench was nauseating.'

It's been long so I forgot about this smell. It smells like pig shit.

[Blood Devoured activated]

[Some random skill will be plundered]

'Mm, It plundered on random skills, not by the choice of the host, and there seem to be some more features in it.'

[ The random skill has been transferred.]

[ Stone Body (E), Wind splitter (D)]

[Cool down is 15 minutes ]

[The more blood host consume the more skill will be obtained and the cooldown will be increased as the amount and quality of the skill that being devoured increase.]

As I ignored the explanation because I already understand the gist of it. I reach for the long sword near the corpse and swing it for a bit.

It's not my style of using a huge weapon as it attracts too much attention but still it was useable than letting my hand dirty with blood.

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I'm back to where the merchant battle takes place. there was only 5 bodyguard remaining as the other was already dead. For the bandit's side, there were more casualties than I thought. There were only 15 man, 10 injured and others were dead.

Among the bodyguards, there were 3 women & 2 men. One of the women had a metal wand in her hand who was conjuring spells and creating barriers to help her allies. The other woman was an Archer who looked very skilled and fast at shooting her arrows every time an enemy tried to make a move. While the other one looked like the Healer who was in the center of the battle formation.

Out of the men, the two were the Tank & the Swordsman. All these five had very a deep understanding of each other and their coordination was a sight to behold. This was a team that worked with each other for years.

"Hmm, some classic battle formation."

I muttered.

But no matter what, even a strong formation would fall in front of sheer numbers. The merchants were of no help in this case and the bodyguards were simply getting too tired to fight as the time passed.

Finally, the bandits broke through their formation and attacked the mage and healer of the group. These two had no fighting capabilities at a short distance. Even the archer was forced to use her daggers as she lost the advantage of distance.

The middle-aged man who was the tank and young swordsman was barely holding two to three enemies at bay by themselves. At this rate, they were all going to die.

One of the Bandits shouted, "Don't hurt the women, The three of them are a beauty. We can enjoy their bodies for a long time."

The voice came from a burly and tall man who was wielding a giant cleaver. His wide and strong arms easily manage to hold the weight and swing it without any problem.

The tank who was already bearing the brunt of 3 bandits fell back after this newcomer attacked him with a vertical swing of his cleaver.

"Follow him. The boss will be happy if we present one of the woman to him. And don't let them commit suicide! We can sell them later for a high price in the slaves market as well."

said one of the bandits who was standing in the middle of their group and nocked an arrow, aiming towards the Healer of the group.

Lecherous gazes were focused on both the women in the groups, while the men were already dead in their eyes.

From the bushes across the road, a figure silently walked behind these bandits without making any sound. The figure stood behind one of the archers in the group who was the farthest from the battle.

Before he could even notice anything, a strong hand covered the top of his head.

-krukh

Before the archer could even make a sound, an unbearable amount of force was exerted from the hand and his head was crushed right that very moment.