Chapter 13: Terrifying Hunger (2/2)

All he could do now was to stop the bleeding, he tore a piece of his shirt which was most likely dirty, but so was the girls clothing. He applied pressure on her wounds to try and stop the bleeding, tearing another piece he wrapped it around her wounds and tied it tight.

He regretted not doing this before casting the spell, still he made sure the makeshift bandage was firmly tied. After all this he was finally ready to leave.

He picked the dark skinned girl and placed her on his left shoulder, then he picked up the blonde girl and held her under his right arm, they were practically weightless so it wasn't a problem for him, to be honest since they wouldn't touch the ground he could have just dragged them by their hands but he felt it would be a bit rude.

He was still tired and felt a little dizzy, he slowly walked back the way he came, back in the direction of the castle. The entire walk was hectic and keeping his arms suspended like that was becoming harder and harder.

Even though the ladies were practically weightless he felt like he was holding several tons of heavy luggages, it took him a considerable amount of willpower not to drop them.

It took him longer to get to the outskirts of the forest than he originally thought, he could finally see the Red Hawks perched up on the tree branches, several meters high. After arriving at the outskirt, he let down the girls, making sure their bodies were upright in other to prevent any issues from his spell.

Holding the exquisite dagger in his hand, he looked up at the birds, his neck was beginning to hurt from how high up they were. Talking a deep breath he tried to relax himself a little, there were a lot of birds on the trees and he could tell most of them were asleep since it was currently the middle of the night, he hadn't really notice it, being able to see so we'll in the dark had it's disadvantages.

All he needed to do was aim for the most densely packed area and with one good throw he might be able to kill one of them.

His arm felt heavy, he knew it would be hard to lift it up not to mention throwing a dagger, but still he had to try. Raising his right arm he swung it around with all his might letting go of the dagger as he aim for a flock of red Hawks.

The blade sliced through the air missing the birds completely and hitting the branch above them. ”Damn it” Tyler frowned at the sight of such a sorry throw but before he could complain further the dagger fell back down and stabbed one of the red Hawks in the back sending it falling down from the tree.

Thud...

Tyler seeing this scene felt a little embarrassed, he turned left and right making sure no one saw that, he cleared his throat as he walk to the large bird that had just fallen.

Tyler took out the dagger from the back of the bird and surprisingly there was no blood on the weapon, it seemed this dagger wasn't an ordinary one. He tried lifting up the bird, and although he did, it felt like his arms were going to fall off.

He had no choice but to deal with it, he went back and just like before he picked up the girls but this time he held what felt like a 5 ton bird on his right hand too. Continuing his return trip, he struggled to walk back to the castle, he seemed to be getting weaker and hungrier the more time pass.

He was soon close to the castle, still trekking to to the castle he felt himself go through something, it was the same last time too, but he had assumed it was his imagination, but now... with his curiosity piqued he wanted to investigate but now wasn't a good time, the spell he used on the ladies would soon time out, not only had he used a lesser version of a Tier 1 spell he also wasn't in a good state of mind at the time.

It didn't take long for him to get to the castle and follow the same direction back to the seventh floor of the West wing, he found a room close to the king's Chambers and placed the two girls on the bed.

The instant he had done that the spell timed out and the girls fell on the dusty bed. He tried to find some clean clothes for them but couldn't, the only clothes still left in the castle were a couple of brown shirts and some grey pants with a few pairs of ordinary boots.

He didn't really have time for this though as his stomach was reminding him of his body's predicament. Walking out of the room after placing the clothing on the sofa, he had changed out of his torn brown shirt into another brown shirt.

He soon arrived at the yard by the west wing with the dead bird in tow, he didn't know where the kitchen was and didn't have the time to waste searching for it. there were trees at the courtyard so he didn't have any issues getting dried wood, he had spent a long time trying to start a fire with two rocks and finally succeed.

Plucking the feathers and draining the blood was not as taxing as he had assumed, the dagger cut through the meat like butter and he had found water in the well, although he could create water with magic and a get a cleaner and purer one, he wasn't in a position to be picky. With the dagger everything seem so much easier than it would have been, he was starting to thing about keeping it.

With things going smoothly his roasted meat was done, he brought a piece to his mouth and took a bite. Even though he didn't added any spice or even salt the tenderness and juiciness of the meat made his mouth water. 'It's no wonder this was considered exotic and was so high sort after in the Ruz kingdom.'

It didn't take him long to eat more than half of the large bird, with his hunger quenched he could feel strength returning back to his muscles. He still felt exhausted, so he went back to the Demon King's chambers to sleep, with the door to the library here he wanted to be as close as possible.