My Last Hunt

Silver Class 36

Not just the true strength but the intellect matters

There was difference between the MC's of all the novels he read in the advanced world. After getting involved in another world they used all insane methods of weapons against their enemies and call themselves fair and call their actions reasonable. There was question which always bothered Qiao and now that he himself was in the same shoes the experiences were completely different. He could not see that brute force needed here. The simple moves of his advanced world were enough for these haughty hunters and they looked helpless. Now that looking at their helplessness and miserable condition; no more brutality was welling up in his heart. 

He cannot tell why he was not acting similar way the MC's did in the popular novels. He cannot justify their actions right at this moment. The learned human of advanced world knew some secrets of human weaknesses and ultimately appear stronger than the ancient or other world's humans. By using those secrets he could easily build status in the entire old world and to prove his theory he was going to follow it from now on. The previous team leader noticed his unwillingness and leapt with the weapon. 

He wanted to defeat young hunter at every cost. Qiao moved aside and the team leader crashed against the trunk of the tree. It was appalling experience for the previous team leader. He just blindly attacked and rushed toward him not thinking the possibility what will happen if the young hunter moved from his place. Kaili saw this and started laughing at the hunter. "I have no reason to believe that a stupid hunter wanted to stop a hunter of intellect and strength. I think you left with no shame already. I can give a suggestion; kill yourself if you want to get rid the disgrace." 

Kaili cannot hide what she admired and what she loathed. It was really embarrassing for a level six hunter getting stumped again and again. The team leader perhaps took it on his heart. He was actually putting his full effort yet not a single attack landed on the young hunter. In his wildest dreams he never thought that his haughty nature would bring such shame on him. To satisfy his arrogance he set on journey for something which returned back on him. Not just the part of shame but his defeat was visible. 

With three attacks going useless instead he got severe upshot; it was a sign that his further struggle would not bring any change in his present position. It was tense situation for him. The hunter fighting with Kala Bu got a fatal injury by the end and he fell on the ground. The third hunter was standing stand at his place. He was looking at the brainless team leader. He strongly wished that team leader should die else he would kill him. The team leader grabbed his dagger and stabbed in his heart. All those years and the hunting went wasted in front of a young hunter. 

It was not for the reason of embarrassment but the thought facing the young hunter again brought shivers in his spinal cord. He cannot imagine how brutally the next move of the young hunter would land on him and how helplessly he would beg for life. After knowing that there was no sympathy in the eyes of the young hunter; the team leader thought that death can only save him from facing again. He fell dead. One who broke his wrist and the other who was crying with the injury both were frightened seeing this. 

It was clear that they were at bad end; they were not expecting such a terrible ending but wait it was not the ending; one of them was still glaring the young hunter. The third hunter did not accept his defeat and it was apparent from his actions. In his eyes the death of the team leader was a sign that he was following a coward. It was good that he chose death; at least doing favor for rest of others. He was standing ready for pulling the strings in his favor. Backing down meant that he was not made for hunting. 

Qiao voiced as if he could read his thoughts which were pasted on his unclean face, "Hurry it over; I cannot ruin whole day for a small reason." There was sarcasm in his tone. Many hunters disliked something of this level; they were also learned how to mock others or weaklings but they cannot reach this level. Seeing a young man bringing it to the peak especially when they looked miserable in condition; it was burdensome for the pampered nerves. Qiao was trying to figure out the intentions of the hunter. There were two possibilities; first the hunter get injured and then chose to leave or keep the crooked behavior and fight. In the second situation Qiao had to harness a monster for the sake of it. 

Monsters could deal better since Qiao did not want blemishing his hands with the blood of these hunters. He would not wish an elder suspect him a brute killed at least until the time he was under the concerns of the Hunting School. The senior hunter told him that the level eight and up hunters were taken care by the Rank Masters and they have pretty blunt permissions for every aspect. This means the level eight hunter were only accountable in front of the Rank Masters. 

With the long list of permissions hardly any level eight hunter caught in limitations. They were the free birds of the Hightown; only irreconcilable crime cannot be neglected. For example siding with the beasts for planning fall against the hunters; destroying a whole town for venting out the grudge or killing another hunter king for the sake of rare stone. All the said crimes have been banned. The punishments were given according the crime. Smaller battles or adventurous travels were all free of any limitation. The hunters were liable only in their own conscience for every other deed.