The Medallion novel Chapter 250

When he heard Marin, Rocky turned around and asked, "Anything else?"

"Well... Th-thank you!" Marin stammered, an awkward expression on his face.

"Since I just finished the operation, it's too early to tell whether Verdanim is out of danger. Take care of it for the next few days. Don't thank me yet. What if Verdanim relapses? You'd definitely kill me then." Rocky chuckled and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come on! I'm not that unreasonable." Knowing that Rocky said that on purpose, Marin felt wronged and frowned.

With a faint smile, Rocky turned to leave. Though he said nothing, Marin understood what he think of her.

"That annoying guy..." Marin murmured angrily, staring at Rocky's back. But she was glad Rocky had saved Verdanim, even if she didn't know a way to express it with the other emotions at war within her, chief among them being worry.

As Rocky was walking back to his place, he felt that a pair of eyes were staring at him. He turned around abruptly, but there was no one there.

Frowning, he studied the area but saw nothing out of the ordinary. As he turned away, a pair of deer-like eyes flashed in the darkness.

After returning to his room, Rocky shoveled bags of soil to feed the three Dark Heaven Insects. When the Dark Heaven Insects were full, he checked them by the Stroking Evaluation Skill. The examination revealed they were in good health. When he was done, he put them back into the nest. Rocky turned to Uriah and Little Rubygon. "We're all set here. I think it's time for us to go for a little hunt."

They left and headed into the nearby forest. They'd gone a good way when Uriah stopped, spun to the left, and roared.

"What's wrong, Uriah?" Rocky crouched beside Uriah and stroked the beast's head. Ready to send Uriah after whatever bothered the beast, Rocky followed Uriah's gaze, but he saw only shadows within the deeper darkness of the trees.

"All right now! Let's go!" Thinking Uriah was simply in a bad mood, Rocky stood and directed the two beasts to continue on.

As they walked, Uriah still shot looks over its shoulder. Or it would stop and turn to peer into the darkness.

Uriah's constant vigilance disturbed Rocky. This was not like Uriah at all.

When they reached the area where wild spirit-manipulated beasts frequently appeared, Rocky chose a suitable spot for a trap. He set a bottle with a drop of magical saliva down in the middle of the space. Satisfied with the trap, Rocky led Uriah and Little Rubygon to a clump of trees and brush that would provide adequate cover. Rocky leaped up among the branches. He settled down to wait for his prey.

Hunting was a good way to train a spirit-manipulated beast, to build its strength or to gain fighting experience. It also improved the coordination between a spirit-manipulated beast and its master.

However, most spirit manipulators wouldn't dare to take their spirit-manipulated beasts to such a dangerous place for a hunt. For ordinary spirit manipulators, entering this place meant meeting their death. Rocky cared for none of that. He wanted to push the limits, to make certain he had the best spirit-manipulated beasts, and that his control of them was flawless.

Rocky was broken from his thoughts by the appearance of a wild spirit-manipulated beast at the first grade of the two-star level. The beast followed the trail of the magical saliva.