Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89 Chapter 21.1 - First Hunt

"Kurgh-"

I spilled quite a lot of blood from my mouth as I flew into the fog and landed on the ground at a rapid speed. The branches that hit me had already crushed my bones.

THUD

And the moment I landed on the ground, the pain intensified. The shock caused my ribs to damage more, as I felt every anchor of my body aching.

'That hurts.'

I was on the ground, tasting the metallic tang of blood in my mouth, as I stared up at the fog-shrouded sky.

Pain radiated through my body, every broken bone and bruise a cruel reminder of the reason why I was here and the betrayal that had just unfolded.

'That bastard for sure used his skill with full power.'

The way Boss Monster reacted was certainly stronger than in the game. Either it was because I was feeling it in real life, or it was because he was feeling more concerned.

In any case, it didn't matter. Those were the details that I could think about alter; for now, my attention was elsewhere.

I could see him walking farther away, thanks to small tendrils connecting him and me.

"Huk!"

Summoning all the strength I could muster, I forced myself to sit up despite the agonizing pain that radiated from my chest. I could feel the shards of my broken ribs shifting inside me, like jagged knives threatening to puncture my lungs.

"Gurghk!"

Feeling the blood rushing to my throat, the urgency of the situation pushed me forward.

GULP

With trembling hands, I reached for one of the high-grade potions I carried and brought it to my lips, swallowing it in a single gulp.

The potion worked its magic, knitting my bones back together and staunching the internal bleeding.

'There goes my two thousand Valer.'

I could only grimace at the cost, knowing that the potion was worth a small fortune. But at this moment, I'd pay any price to continue the fight.

Pushing myself upright, I willed my body to move despite the lingering pain and weakness.

My senses felt heightened, and the oppressive fog seemed to thicken around me, distorting my surroundings and making it difficult to gauge the battle raging nearby.

CRUMBLE TOK

Even then, the tremors of the fight and the scene that was happening around me, I was able to pick all of that.

"Huff…."

After the potion had finally taken its full effect, I could feel the strength returning to my body, and the same comfortable feeling made me relaxed.

The injuries of my body healed one by one.

My priority right now was to catch that bastard and destroy him, and to do that, I needed to act as fast as I could.

As I took a tentative step forward, the distant sounds of the battle echoed in my ears, muffled by the thick fog.

However, before I could take more than a few strides, an unsettling presence loomed behind me.

SHRIEK! SWOOSH

I spun around just in time to see a group of Sylvans emerging from the dense fog. Their twisted, grotesque forms make me want to throw up again.

The Sylvans, with their gnarled limbs and malevolent grins, moved with a sinister grace. Clawed fingers reached for me, their intentions clear — they were here to finish what the Putrid Embertree Spirit had started.

But, this time, I was not going to hold back. After all, the fog was already covering everyone, and Fred had started escaping.

"Finally."

Reaching out my gun, I felt a heavy and cold metallic feeling.

'It has been a while.'

Raising the gun, I immediately pointed it to the Sylvan's approaching.

And pulled the trigger rapidly.

PIU! PIU! PIU!

The silencer I had equipped worked as intended, suppressing the deafening noise of gunfire. Instead, the shots were replaced by dull thuds, but the impact was anything but dull.

THUD THUD THUD

Their bodies fell to the ground one by one as I aimed at their heads. The power of the gun was slightly lowered thanks to the silencer, but since it was a close distance, it didn't matter too much.

SWOOSH

Dodging swiftly and spacing properly, I basically kept my distance and left them on the hang.

PIU! PIU! PIU!

With each shot, I imbued the bullets with my own mana, enhancing their firepower.

SHRIEK!

The bullets tore through the Sylvans, causing them to stumble and shriek in agony. It was a dance of death, and I was the reaper.

After firing a bunch of bullets and finishing my magazine, I made sure the monsters were all dead.

'Now it is time to hunt.'

Since I was able to use my gun, my fighting prowess was a lot higher than daggers or bows. And this proved to be a faster clearing choice.

Raising my head, I could feel the green tendrils that were connecting me to Fred getting weaker and weaker, and this alone showed he was getting away. Thanks to the small needle I had thrown, I could track him down, and this was exactly my plan.