Chapter 286: Free XP? (1/2)
”All I need is 100 more kills and the old man will be off my back…” James mumbled to himself, a pile of corpses all around him as he maliciously used his ice ability to freeze and impale everything around him with impeccable precision.
He had used the beasts on the planet as his own dolls to let out his anger on, so many of his kills were less than efficient.
He had nearly spent all of his mana defeating the beasts yet he had held off on using his spirit mode just in the case of emergencies.
And it seemed like such an emergency was now headed his way…
As if there was an earthquake all around him, he tumbled back and found it hard to even stand. The earthquake was then followed up by the sounds of howling, piercing the air.
”What the hell is going on?!”
He screamed in disbelief before the answer hit him in the face… All around him were massive green wolfs, foam in their mouth and their red eyes gazing directly into his soul…
”Wh-wha… Where did all of these come from!?”
There were not 10 or 20, that would have been manageable, in front of him was an entire army of them ready to tear him apart.
With his low reserve of energy, he doubted that he would be able to flee or survive for long, and with that, he was forced into activating his spirit mode…
There, before the attack, James stood still and gathered his spirit, forming a thick fur made of light blue energy all around him, claws on his arm with a yellow glow in his dog-like eyes.
That was when the battle started…
Swatting away many of the wolves like they were flies, James seemed to be holding his own.
But, the more and more he fought the worse it became… The horde of wolves seemed like it had no end in sight…
Things looked hopeless, he was bleeding out with several bite marks all around his body, and even a deep scar from a bite close to his eyes, nearly blinding him.
With nothing left but vigour, gloom, and desperation, he looked ahead with his beyond injured body at over 30 wolves ready to eat him alive.
”F-fuck… I can't let the old man be right… This can't be happening… How the hell is there so fucking many…”
He mumbled to himself once more, panting, a crazy, desperate look in his sights with small hints of determination.
That was when there, in the corner of his field of vision he managed to catch a sight of a purple flash of energy, which was followed up with 4 armoured people walking up a hill and into his field of vision.
He smiled.
”Heh… I'm saved,”
He knew full well what he did to them and what kind of disrespect he showed but that all did not matter now… According to the rules, if a party watched another one die knowing full well they could have helped, then they would be arrested. And, with the lie detector test after every hunting session, there was no way to bypass it.
There, in his moment of desperation, he hung onto his last hope and shred of light and yelled.
”HEY! YOU FOUR!! I NEED HELP! I MIGHT DIE HERE!! I'LL REWARD YOU FOR YOUR EFFORTS! IF YOU DECLINE AND LET ME DIE YOU'RE GOING TO JAIL!”
He knew that it was no way to speak to one's own potential saviours, but he knew that jail time was the best motivator and he could not care less about peasants.
”Oh! Oh my! We're coming to help! Please hold on!”
And, just like he expected, they came and helped him… He was saved!
The peasants seemed to be holding their own quite well, the wolves were undoubtedly going to die.
The relief in his heart was immense seeing what he saw as he could not imagine the look on his father's ugly face when he returned alive holding a massive bag of loot. He felt so comfortable that he even began thinking of what kind of punishments he should put upon his servant for being so late and making a mockery out of him.
But... that all changed when he witnessed the ability of that one dark, blue-haired girl as she killed the last of the wolves.