
"I've reached the bone of ghapantsa I must immediately practice Qi.." Xernathan clenched his fists, still as if he did not believe in achieving it this fast.
"If I reach the level of the ghapantsa bone at the age of seven years. So what kind of achievement did my father have?" Xernathan seemed to think.
Xernathan shook his head quickly. "No. no.."
Xernathan continued to talk to himself. "There's no way my father would be able to hunt dozens of tens of years old monsters let alone hundreds of years old with his abilities that are only seven years old."
Unlike his father, Xernathan is a grown man who is trapped in a child's body. So there is a difference in the can because basically mental and experience Xernathan hunting monsters so far not a little.
"Maybe it's true that my father managed to hunt down tens of years old monsters, but I'm sure there must be far fewer monsters than the dozens I've had over the past year." Finally, Xernathan answered his question.
Xernathan extinguished the fire by beating it with twigs and leaves after crawling back to the fireplace and the corpse of his monster.
Once the fire was extinguished, the billowing white smoke could be seen up to a distance of dozens of kilometers away from where he was. Xernathan created a morse code using smoke that meant a call to come.
Some men who saw the signal from a tree in the distance picked up the signal that Xernathan had made and immediately came to the source of the call for them.
"I must stop the blood from flowing, nor can I let others see my bones." The boy was then seen looking for something, his head quickly looking in all directions.
Then his eyes caught in one direction down there were some ants the size of the thumb of an adult walking indeterminate direction.
These are bullet ants, these ants have fangs and can be very, very painful zootoxin if a person is bitten. Xernathan intends to use the ants as a natural tailor to his wound. The bite of the ant was used like a staples to close the gaping wound on the child's leg.
'This is it.. are you ready?' Xernathan certainly hesitated when he saw the fangs of the ants. But the absence of any other choice made him certain.
Aaaaakh.. The screams and pain he received at this moment became one forest voice.
Xernathan closed his open wound once more, then again let the bullet ant bite him and as soon as the wound docked itself, Xernathan cut off the ant's head until the ant's fangs clung tightly to the wound.
Hgtgrr..
Hsshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. This time the boy did not scream but groaned and hissed close to his teeth to keep his voice from coming out. He began to think about reducing the risk because he could invite other monsters from his screams.
Two ant heads and fangs have been stuck close to some of the wounds.
Xernathan's paled face endured the pain, his lips turning white.
The process took place several times until several hours passed, and less than ten adults came closer to Xernathan with knives, ropes and other tools.
Xernathan smiled at the arrival of those people as if forgetting the pain that had previously tormented him.
"Why did the fathers come so long ago?" Xernathan asked with an eyebrow raised.
"We. we.." One of the men attempted to answer Xernathan but words did not make it out of his mouth.
Xernathan raised an eyebrow. "Indeed there was someone else in this place besides me?" Xernathan turned left and right looking in all directions and there was no one in the forest but himself and the people who had just arrived.
"Forget it. Let's get out of this place, these gentlemen of all definitely don't want to get in trouble by lingering inside Syclla's forest isn't it?" Xernathan said as he showed his mischievous smile, scaring those older than him.
They immediately followed Xernathan's request. It does not matter that a child commands them and succeeds in making them afraid.
These were the farmers Xernathan had asked to help him. Xernathan says all he needs is a transport service. They refused when asked to go into the forest of Syclla.
But Xernathan promised they would each get two pieces of gold. That is the average income of poor farmers for two months.
That much gold piece was enough to live on and meet other needs for more than a month.
It is difficult for them to reject such offers that can only be obtained by lifting items that weigh little, even though they have to enter the forest Syclla though.
Moreover, the time needed for the job was only one day. Most of the time is spent waiting.
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Xernathan guessed, in the hearts of these farmers must have kept asking how a little boy did it.
So without having to ask, when their entourage carrying some pieces of legs, head and limbs of other deer monsters Xernathan tells about how he defeated the deer monster.
While in a cradle on the shoulders of one of Xernathan's adult men kept telling him about his escape, about the idea he got instantaneously, about running around and maneuvering, about his escape, He did not lie that the boy did not distinguish the series of stories from the actual events.
Except for how he got the wound on his leg and how he stabbed the deer monster in the heart.
Xernathan said, The wound on his leg from falling. The boy also said he killed the deer monster by stabbing it into the monster's chest with a pointed wood that he had thrown away.
"You're so great Nathan, I can't see the difference between you and your father" The oldest man among the men praised Xernathan.
"Your father was just as brave as you were"
"You're Rainer's son"
Xernathan was silent, as he continued to be carried in a cradle because his feet had difficulty walking, his mind bringing back memories in his first life.
When he was not seven years old in his first life Xernathan did not do things like this.
Xernathan used to only hear stories about his father's greatness. While at the same age, Xernathan just play like a normal child in general.
Thanks to the experience and mentality that he had from Xernathan's previous life at the age of seven years is not yet even this dare to hunt and enter the forest region Syclla alone.
Xernathan can only smile wryly as he continues in the same likeness as his father.