“TODAY WE CELEBRATE ROLLO AND THE MAN WHO SAVED HIS LIFE!!!”In the village hall Drake sat on wooden chair listening as Rollo’s grandfather gave a short speech. “The two fought the night church and safely returned! Not only that but they also managed to obtain two of the most powerful Souls to ever exist!” His voice thundered throughout the hall as a big grin spread across his face. “A grand feat only a few could hope to accomplish! As a reward for their bravery I, Ragnar son of Thors and the current chief of Thors village, bestow Rollo son of Olaf and Drake Brand with the Hunter title!”[SYSTEN NOTIFICATION][Title: 《Hunter》 has been implemented.][《Hunter》: a title granted to

Drake Brand.The day after the feast. Rollo came to wake me up and though I thought it was too early to get up I forced myself out of bed. His brother in law, Gunnar, would be teaching us today a few things about being a Hunter. It’s just the first step I’m taking so I need to learn what I can quickly so I can get to hunting Magical Beasts as soon as possible.Rollo was in a really bad mood this morning. The beer he drank yesterday left him with a nasty hangover that wouldn’t be going anywhere anytime soon. He swore to never drink alcohol again, grumbling as we ate breakfast. Once we were done we went to Bjorn the blacksmith to get some equipment. He loaned us some chainmail and two swords expecting us to pay fo

Though I wanted to go deeper into the Zone we were in, I decided to go along with Gunnar’s decision. As we walked I opened his stats window once more.[NAME: Gunnar son of Bodil.SPECIE: Human. SEX: Male.AGE: 27 solar cycles.BASIC STATS: VITALITY: 100/100STRENGTH: 173DEFENSE: 231MAGIC: 00RESISTANCE: 140 MAIN BEAST SOUL:  Shadow Owl LVL 168 TITLES: 《HUNTER》 ]I still cant get over the fact that he’s only 27. Twenty seven years old and he already has four kids, how old was he when he had his first?That said, what’s more surprising is that his stats are double that of Rollo which were higher than mine to begin with. Though he wasn’t as large as the village chief Gunnar was still one hulk of a man. Though we were walking through a fr

Drake Brand.“This is really good…” I said as I looked down at my bowl of steaming hot stew.“My wife is the greatest cook in the village! No, in the entire world!!!” Gunnar exclaimed as he dug into his food.“Flattery won’t earn you a second serving.” Said Astrid, the proud smile she had betraying her words.Today I joined Gunnar’s family for dinner. As usual the way Astrid handles the wild game is perfect resulting in a meal that tickled my sense of taste and made me drool. The main ingredient was the Icehorn meat we hunted. Gunnar suggested that we each take one of the legs back with us instead of selling it whole. Astrid was thrilled with the catch and immediately went in on the prep

Hearing the guttural scream deep in the woods the two rushed toward the source.As they ran, Drake’s eyes picked the triangle carved into one of the trees. They were entering the inner circle of that magic zone, something Gunnar had repeatedly told them not to avoid.But this isn’t the time to falter. Someone is in trouble and a scream like that wouldn’t be heard unless the matter is serious.Drake moved despite himself. He realized that the danger ahead might be too much for him yet he wasn’t about to stop. He rationalized it by thinking that, whatever caused that scream, it’d definitely have a Soul worth hunting.As they approached the source the sound of shouting and yelling became louder accompanied by the occasional barks and howls.Read more