Chapter 18 (1/2)

Chapter 18

Translator: Luk2048

Around early dawn, when the gra.s.slands horizon was turning white, I felt death coming. I wondered whether the fluttering its wings b.u.t.terfly isn’t perchance the underworld’s guide. Buried deep in the soft gra.s.s and feeling my 5000 year long life at last coming to an end, I slowly closed my eyes.

“Wake up!”

“Ngyaa!”

Nevertheless, I was hindered from the tranquil death’s embrace by a whiplash. The field of flowers I saw behind my eyelids faded away momentarily, and when I came to, I again saw the gra.s.slands daybreak. The floating on the sky moon completely lost its colour.

“You took whole night, yet didn’t catch even a single rabbit. First time coming upon such a dull hunting dog.“

“But it can’t be helped. I’m not a hound, besides hunting a rabbit without reason is just too sad.”

Well, not being able to catch up to a small animal while running for real was also a sad reality.

“Never mind. I taught you basics. Rest depends on you. Unless you want

to die, continue.”

“I think training each night like this will kill me for different reasons though.”

Moreover, carrying it out behind Rēko’s back would be next to impossible. When I sighed thinking about the hards.h.i.+ps ahead of me, Hunt got off my back and gently patted my head.

“It is okay. Surely, it will somehow, work out. Do your best.”

“You really do have a dual personality, don’t you?”

“I am, completely refreshed, about time, to return.”

“I feel it’s a nice way of putting it, after using me as a toy.”

Hunt put the small barrel of medicine he confiscated on the ground, faced me and held out his hand, as if seeking a handshake. Even though I already had no more stamina left to stretch out my limb, Hunt was uprightly waiting with his hand held out.

I somehow roused my body and touched it with the tip of my claw.

“A present.”

Once he said that, a portion of the black mist which formed his body gently coiled around my forepaw. Before

Before long the mist quickly soaked in and was nowhere to be seen.

“Eh? What did you do?”

“Weapon.”

“A Weapon? Ahh, now that you mention it, you held something like a black mist bow and arrow—”

“Put strength, into claws.”

“Like this?”

Hghh, I strained myself. And then, just like Hunt have said, the black mist made its appearance on my claws, as if covering them from the top.

——However, length of the materialized mist claws were even less than a fly’s size.