My Last Hunt

Chapter 138: Level Four (38)

Level Four (38)

The situation at Wooden bridge:

As Qiao was walking toward the wooden bridge, the lake started to come in view. The fog was surrounding the lake and the whole area. The eye vision limit was almost zero and it was one of the signs that something frightening was occupying the lake currently.

If it was normal then the lake might be running with normal pace without any fog. Qiao stiffened his heart and moved forward, he has the previous path etched in his mind. So it was convenient to find out the way to wooden bridge.

Qiao did not forget to bring out the written paper when he was reaching to the leader of the Silver Class. The leader would immediately shoo him away if he could not tell how he ended up here. The leader was giving guidance to a team who recently reached to assist. "The left side of the bridge would be under your care, the monster has seen this bridge more than once and knew that the strong straps is vulnerable and with only breaking few straps can result the wooden bridge to destable for Silver Class." Silver Class would be standing in the middle of the bridge for most of the attacks so it was necessary for them to not lose their ground.

And if Silver Class fell in the lake then everything would turn against the hunters and in advantage of monster. When the leader was giving instructions, the water splashed again and tons of water splatted in the surrounding of the lake.

The leader immediately saw the monster ascending and then fell back, "This is the third attempt of the monster in the single day and it is a threat along with warning. It means it has seen the hunters gathering at the wooden bridge so be careful." He signaled the team and the went to protect one side of the bridge where it was stabilized with the big and strong strips and it help it remain in the air.

The monster has seen the hunters and it has seen all the week parts of the bridge too, it has a level of intellect to decide how it could bring endless trouble for these hunters by breaking the bridge. These hunter would not be able to dare hunt it if they were caught in troubles. None of the team presently existing in the encampment can hunt a level six monster not even the Silver Class alone because they have not their real weapons of stones.

If they were deciding to use their level six weapons then they were only dreaming because compared to the size of the monster, a few attack cannot even scratch the skin much less to injure critically.

Two teams were standing at the other side, two seniors and the Silver Class were standing in the middle, the leader could anytime order if the monster once again tried to reach the wooden bridge. This would be a hard battle for all of them. None was allowed to leave any measure and also safety was one of the priority. These four teams were only in the Snow Island to hunt this monster, if they could not hunt it in meantime or get injured then there was no one to replace them or save the encampment from the monster.

After successfully defeating them the monster might leave the lake and gather other races. At this level he must have developed the nature to live outside of the water despite being water type.

The leader turned and his eyes fell at the youth. He scrutinized him and was ready to warn but Qiao handed him the paper. He looked at the paper and torn into pieces, "This is not the place for touring, I don't know what did you do to earn the anger of an elder but I cannot let you stay on the wooden bridge? Do you understand? Now go back without looking behind at the lake." He pointed with his hand to leave the bridge immediately.

If it was normal day he might have considered but not today or until they were done hunting the monster. "Senior, it is getting evening and the rules say that none of the lower level hunter is allowed to travel in the Snow Island especially alone." Qiao spoke as if giving a solid excuse.

The leader looked around and his eyes fell at the hourglass, "There are still few hours before evening, don't you have sense of the time? Go back." he solemnly ordered and then turned his attention toward the lake.

Qiao took deep breath and shook his head sounding disappointed, "If senior say so." he intentionally said this to grab his attention then brought out the level five sword in front of him and slowly moved as if dejected. The looked casted a mere glance and his eyes fell at the sword. He belonged to Silver Class and learned from the Academy, he has heard about a thousand years old weapon which was legacy of a hunter's family of old times, they always handover this sword to the next generation in their family.

Since it has some uniqueness to it, it was mentioned in the scripts despite being level weapon. There was a booklet necessary for every pupil to go through and learn it and it has brief introduction of this weapon.

"Stop you there." leader voiced to the youth who was barely dragging feet and not actually walking or moving to leave. Qiao controlled his throbbing heart, he was only testing the worth of the weapon in front of this Silver Class team leader and it looked that his trick was not bad.

Unless the team leader has the grudge against someone who own this sword, everything else was acceptable for Qiao. Hoping this he turned only to meet the questioning look of the leader. For him it was strange that a youth was wandering with this legacy sword.