It was a simple but true statement. Going to a place where formidable beasts appear was not for hunters, but for mercenaries or knights.
Even in this world where aura and inner strength were scarce and magic was rare, there were monsters.
The particularly strong beasts that were difficult for humans to deal with were precisely these monsters.
When such monsters appeared, people called for mercenaries or knights. It was curious how they could deal with creatures several times stronger than ordinary beasts without guns, but from the stories passed down, it seemed possible to confront them.
âWell, there must be a way.â
In the past, when there were no guns, people would have hunted beasts with just spears. The people here were no different.
âLetâs go.â
âYes, Iâll take the lead.â
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Joseph was one of the few people in the village who had permission to enter the forest. While others would be severely punished if caught, Joseph was allowed to hunt there.
Joseph was responsible for managing the forest to keep others out, guide Sir Gessen if he wanted to hunt in the forest, and serve as a soldier in case of war.
Of course, Joseph had no intention of fulfilling the last duty. If a war broke out, he planned to pack his belongings and flee. He had run away to this place and had no intention of becoming a human shield for the nobles.
âđđ©đąđ” đą đ±đŠđ€đ¶đđȘđąđł đŻđ°đŁđđŠ.â
Joseph thought about Johan, who was following him through the forest. This was not the first time he had hunted with Johan.
âđđ«đ đČđšđź đđšđŹđđ©đĄ đđĄđ đĄđźđ§đđđ«? đ đ°đđ§đ đđš đ đš đĄđźđ§đđąđ§đ đ°đąđđĄ đČđšđź.
âđâđŠ đŹđšđ«đ«đČ, đđšđĄđđ§-đ§đąđŠ.
When Joseph first met Johan, he bowed his head and bit his tongue. Sir Gessen had so many sons that there were more than a few who came to him to be hunting attendants.
Of course, he couldnât accommodate all such requests. Strictly speaking, only Sir Gessen had the right to make such a request. The other sons did not have that right.
Fortunately, Joseph had an excuse.
âđđ đČđšđź đ°đđ§đ đđš đ đš đšđ§ đ đ©đ«đšđ©đđ« đĄđźđ§đ, đČđšđź đ§đđđ đđš đŠđšđđąđ„đąđłđ đŹđšđ„đđąđđ«đŹ, đđ§đ đ đđšđ§âđ đĄđđŻđ đđĄđ đđźđđĄđšđ«đąđđČ đđš đđš đđĄđđ. . .
A nobleâs hunt was different from a hunter carrying a single bow into the hunt.
The nobleâs attendants followed, and soldiers followed to guard those attendants. It was more like a hunt where beaters drove the animals towards them than a traditional hunt where they searched for animals.
Naturally, it cost a fortune. Even the nobles couldnât do it casually. Especially not the not-so-wealthy Aitz family. Moreover, the sons of the Aitz family did not have the authority to make such decisions.
Joseph thought Johan would complain and back off. He was prepared for insults or spitting.
âđđ¶đŽđ” đ„đ°đŻâđ” đŁđŠđąđ” đźđŠ đ¶đ±.â
But the answer that came back was unexpected.
âđđš, đâđŠ đ§đšđ đđđ„đ€đąđ§đ đđđšđźđ đ đĄđźđ§đ đ°đąđđĄ đŹđšđ„đđąđđ«đŹ. đâđŠ đđđ„đ€đąđ§đ đđđšđźđ đ đĄđźđ§đ đ„đąđ€đ đ đĄđźđ§đđđ«. đ đ°đđ§đ đđš đ đš đšđ§ đ đĄđźđ§đ đ„đąđ€đ đČđšđź đđš.
â. . .?!
Joseph was taken aback. And he was disgusted.
âWhat nonsense. . .â
Wanting to go on a hunterâs hunt. It was clear that a nobleâs child would get bored in a few hours. And if he acted rashly and got hurt. . .
But he couldnât refuse. If he refused here, even the good-natured Johan would surely get angry.
âđđšđ§âđ đ°đšđ«đ«đČ. đ đ°đšđ§âđ đđšđŠđ©đ„đđąđ§ đđđšđźđ đđšđ„đ„đšđ°đąđ§đ đČđšđź. đđŻđđ§ đąđ đ đ đđ đĄđźđ«đ, đ đ°đšđ§âđ đđ„đđŠđ đČđšđź.
âđ-đđĄđđ đđ«đ đČđšđź đđđ„đ€đąđ§đ đđđšđźđ?
Joseph, who had his inner thoughts exposed, blushed. It was a mistake to think that Johan was easy to deal with because he was young. Johan was smarter than he thought.
In the end, Joseph went hunting with Johan, albeit reluctantly. And it didnât take long for him to have to admit it.
Johan wasnât lying.
Johan was surprisingly patient for a noble. He followed the insignificant hunterâs instructions without complaining, waited when told to wait, and didnât complain about camping in the cold night dew.
Thanks to that, the initial worry had long disappeared. Instead, curiosity arose when the worry disappeared. đđ©đąđ” đ°đŻ đŠđąđłđ”đ© đȘđŽ đ”đ©đȘđŽ đșđ°đ¶đŻđš đŻđ°đŁđđŠđźđąđŻ đ”đ©đȘđŻđŹđȘđŻđš đ°đ§ đđŠđąđłđŻđȘđŻđš đ”đ©đŠ đŽđŹđȘđđđŽ đ°đ§ đą đ©đ¶đŻđ”đŠđł?
Knights would scoff at it, but the skills of a hunter were not easy to learn. Moreover, Josephâs skills were even more so.
The method of tracking the traces of animals, the method of walking quickly in the forest without making a sound, the method of setting traps according to the animals, the method of camping avoiding beasts and bugs. . .
When a war broke out, it was not for nothing that hunters were used as scouts.
However, no matter how much he thought about it, it was not a skill that nobles should learn.
âJoseph. What are you doing?â
âAh. . . Yes! Iâm sorry.â
Joseph was startled and shook his head. It was a mistake that should not be made, even if it was the beginning of the forest, to think about other things.
âIs this a footprint?â
âYes. You found it correctly. Itâs really a noblemanâs excellent skill. Itâs not something anyone can find. Originally, itâs not easy to find footprints when the weather is like this, but you found it, itâs definitely Johan-nim. It must be that God recognizes you and helps you.â
â. . .I see.â
Johan nodded with a twitching face. Such a flattering compliment.
âđđŽ đ”đ©đŠđłđŠ đą đšđ¶đș đžđ©đ° đđȘđŹđŠđŽ đ”đ° đ©đŠđąđł đ”đ©đąđ”?â
But Joseph couldnât help it. There were many nobles who got angry if they didnât do so.
âCan I set a trap right away?â
âNo, Johan-nim.â
Find the footprints of the beast, and set a trap on the path where those footprints lead. This was the first method Joseph taught.
âWhy?â
âLook closely. The footprints of the usual blue dot deer are dug deeper. Itâs definitely a pregnant female. Females, especially pregnant blue dot deer, are more sensitive than usual. If you set a trap recklessly, you may not be able to catch it.â
Johan nodded his head. To Johan, who had lived in the city all his life, every teaching of Joseph was touching.
âThen what should I do?â
âYou have to avoid its sense of smell, so youâll use this herb powder. The combination is. . .â
âRed cake grass with Akinen tree and small devil grass. Right?â
â. . .Yes. You remember well.â
Experienced and cunning hunters also knew the knowledge of herbalists. A hunter who can make various medicines by combining common herbs was respected in the village.
And Joseph was a hunter among hunters.
âIf you sprinkle this herb powder, it will be confused because its sense of smell is paralyzed. No matter how sensitive it is, it wonât notice the trap. Now you can install it.â
Johanâs skill, who had done it several times, was familiar. He skillfully carved a tree and hung a spear, and put a resilient rope. The moment you touch it, the spear will fly and pierce the body of the deer.
âYou did well. Now letâs install a few more.â
There was no hunter who set only one trap. And Joseph didnât usually aim for deer. If you catch a lot of animals like deer, you could be caught by the feudal lord.
What Joseph usually caught was rabbits or badgers, foxes or birds. He could catch wolves if he wanted to, but he usually didnât. Unless it appears in the village and attacks people, there is no need to do so.
âJoseph.â
âYes?â
âWhatâs that wolf?â
â. . .?!â
Joseph turned his head in surprise. Far away, a black wolf was staring at him through the dense trees.
âđđ©đąđ”?!â
This was not an area where wolves appeared. To see the territory of the wolves in the forest, he had to go further for about a day. Moreover, there were no signs of a wolf appearing. Footprints, feces, characteristic claw marks. . .
âđđ”âđŽ đą đŽđ”đłđąđș đžđ°đđ§!â
Joseph realized that the wolf was not the one he usually saw in the forest. Its fur was so glossy black and its size seemed to be twice as big as other wolves.
âđđ°đ¶đđ„ đȘđ” đŁđŠ. . . đą đźđ°đŻđŽđ”đŠđł. . .!â
Among the beasts, those who were born with great strength and continued to fight and survive were unusually large. These beasts behaved and moved differently from ordinary beasts. Even savvy hunters didnât want to deal with these exceptional beasts, monsters.
âJohan-nim. You must never act rashly!â
âI know.â
Johan didnât show it, but he knew how dangerous the situation was. Seeing Joseph like this, he realized that the wolf was an unexpected enemy.
Moreover, the oppressive atmosphere it exuded was no joke. Even Johan, who had never seen a monster, thought, âIs that a monster?â
âđ đ©đąđ·đŠ đą đŽđžđ°đłđ„. . .â
As the son of a knight, Johan had received a longsword. It was a bit old and unimpressive, but it was considered a proper weapon in this village.
The problem was that Johan didnât know how to use a sword!
He felt more confident fighting with his bare hands than with a sword.
âSlowly. . . donât provoke it and back off.â
With that, Joseph put a pouch filled with powder that beasts hate between his fingers. Then he picked up his bow and strung an arrow.
âđđđŠđąđŽđŠ. . .â
He was confident in his archery skills, but he wasnât confident against it. Joseph prayed that it wouldnât follow him.
â!â
The wolf suddenly turned around and disappeared into the dark forest. Joseph let out a sigh of relief.
âLetâs run away quickly!â
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Emerging from the forest, Joseph panted and said,
âIt looks like a monster no matter how you look at it. I should tell everyone not to go near the forest for a while. Just my luck to see a black wolf. . .â
Among the hunters, the black wolf was a bad omen. Johan thought as he saw this.
âđ đšđ¶đŠđŽđŽ đ đ€đąđŻâđ” đšđ° đ”đ° đ”đ©đŠ đ§đ°đłđŠđŽđ” đ”đ° đđŠđąđłđŻ đ§đ°đł đą đžđ©đȘđđŠ.â
Joseph was a good teacher. He answered everything Johan asked, perhaps because of the difference in status. He wouldnât have bothered if the other boys in the village had asked.
But he couldnât force a frightened Joseph to go to the forest. It would be dangerous for Johan too.
âI understand. Youâve worked hard too.â
âNo, itâs not. Itâs amazing that you, Johan-nim, are not flustered.â
âYeah. Yeah. I understand, so rest well, and letâs talk again when the wolf is gone.â
Johan sent Joseph away and sat down on the desolate hill in front of the village. For a while, he had to stay still and train near the village.
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â?!â
Johan was startled. There was a guest under the tree where he usually sat alone.
âđđ©đąđ”? đ đŁđŠđšđšđąđł?â
It didnât look like a person from the village at a glance. Judging by the shabby luggage thrown next to him and the thick, worn-out coat he was wearing while sleeping, he was clearly a wanderer.
Even the serfs of the village couldnât treat Johan casually, and if he was a wanderer, he could kick him out. But Johan didnât do that.
âđđ”âđŽ đŻđ°đ” đ©đȘđŽ đ±đđąđ€đŠ đ”đ° đŽđđŠđŠđ± đ”đ©đŠđłđŠ.â
Johan moved his steps and moved to another tree. And he started exercising. His muscles tightened and made a creaking sound from the tree.
âYouâre doing something interesting. Are you the son of Sir Gessen?â
â?â
Johan stopped exercising and turned his head. The old wanderer had already gotten up and was looking this way.