In the Plain of Wilderness. There was a man who was hiding beneath the bush with his sharp eyes glittering in the dusky forest as the person observed the adjacent wilderness.
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A piercing sound could be heard, startling the one-horned white rabbit, but it was already too late before it could even react in time. The arrow already hit its head.
Staring at the dead body of the one-horned rabbit, the person who is hiding in the bush revealed himself.
He has pitch black hair and a pair of glittering black amethyst eyes but giving a closer look at his pitch-dark eyes that were sharp as a blade. It was enough to tell that this man has experienced many waves and tides in life.
Glancing at the dead body of the one-horned rabbit. Kiro goes toward its direction, taking out a small knife from his rucksack, Kiro skinned the rabbit skillfully.
Setting up a campfire, Kiro grabbed a piece of wooden branch and he skewered the rabbit meat as a whole.
"Haa~ that unreasonable old man. How can he just throw a person into the wilderness without anything but a bow and arrow and a few necessities."
"What is more, from time to time, that damnable oldman's arrow shaft, is hunting me like a ghost!"
Kiro yelled in frustration, It already been a week since he started his apprenticeship from Old Kyros. On his first day, he was thrown into a den of wolves. He only left Kiro with a small dagger to defend himself but to his surprise. Kiro handled the pack of wolves effortlessly.
Then on the second day, Kyros decided to see what is the limit of Kiro. He deliberately attached a special scent in Kiro to attract a low-grade monster. To his surprise, once the monsters got near to Kiro, instead of engaging they were frightened to death from Kiro's Intimidation skill, leaving him no choice but to throw Kiro into the wilderness on his third day of training.
For the fourth day, a random arrow shaft was chasing him like a ghost. It was as if the arrow itself had its own life, following him tirelessly even if he changed his route It still succeeded to catch Kiro. The worst part of it was the arrow is deliberately leading him to the pack of monsters.
The same method was happening until the sixth day of his training, at that night there was a random intermediate-grade monster that will charge toward his direction in crazed like the monster doesn't care about its life, with his low level as his foundation, Kiro was having a hard time handling an intermediate-grade monster, giving him barely enough time to rest in the past few days.
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Kiro was very familiar with that sound. Grabbing his bow, Kiro aimed at the flying arrow shalf behind his back.
'Clack!' Loud vibrations of the two crushing wood echoed inside the forest, but Kiro hasn't let down his guard yet.
*ππππππ»!* This time a strong gust of wind blew at his direction, a sharp object furiously darted at his head, Kiro knew he could not dodge it, so taking his stance and Kiro directly confronted the upcoming arrow.
*π΅π΄ππΊ!* Two arrowheads collided producing a strong fluctuation that is disturbing the enclosing forest.
Eventually, the aftershock dissipated, returning to the peaceful tranquility of the place.
Glancing at the arrow's trail for a few good more minutes, subsequently discerning that there is no upcoming third wave of assault. Kiro returned his attention to the rabbit meat. He knew that it would be hard for him to find another opportunity to eat calmly from this interminable night.
But he saw that the campfire was blown away from the collision.
"Haa~ damn you, old man!" Kiro yelled in irritation. He was about to have a nice brief rest before a wild intermediate-grade monster attacked him, but because of that sudden assault, he already lost his appetite.
Picking up the dried branches, Kiro set up another campfire and he started grilling the fallen skewer meat on the ground, but even if he wasn't in the mood to eat, Kiro had to.
While he was busy grilling the meat, a rustling sound could be heard, but Kiro did not do a thing. It was like he already knew that there would be a visitor coming to his campfire.
"Grrr!"
A silver wolf with bloodshot eyes was staring at him intensely, glancing at the visitor. Kiro grabbed his crafted bow, while he was holding the small dagger in his right hand.
Walking closer to the beast, Kiro wasn't intimidated at all. This beast has been hunting him since last night. Now staring at the two-meter tall, three and a half meters wide silver wolf, it was an intermediate-grade one-star monster.
On the first time Kiro saw this beast, he was so shocked by its size, what is more, the beast came to take his life, giving him a frightening experience, but after getting familiarized by its behavior Kiro eventually overcame his fear.
"Yo, I thought you wouldn't come, what took you so long?" Kiro said while glaring fiercely at the silver wolf.
"Awoo!" This time the wolf howls in anger as it furiously charges toward Kiro.
Gripping his wooden bow, Kiro used the one-half meters longbow to bash the body of the silver wolf.
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With his raw strength, Kiro is confident that he won't be defeated. Following the trail of the silver wolf, Kiro's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Using his superior dexterity, Kiro managed to close the gap between the two.
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A metallic sound echoed inside the forest.
"Tch! What a tough hide." Kiro grumbles, this is the reason why he still hasn't successfully killed the beast. Because of its natural tough defensive skin, his common dagger could not pierce through the silver wolf's hide.
"How about this!"
Kiro did not let the monster recover its footing, as he grabbed his last remaining arrow, but there is something special in this arrow, there was a characteristic of runic carving imbued to the arrowhead. Channeling his mana to the shaft, Kiro mumbles the keyword.
"[Arrow Shock]." It was his newly learned skill, with the combination of this unique arrow that enhanced its piercing ability. Kiro is confident that he could kill this monster. He was reluctantly using the runic arrow because his stingy Master only gave him one.
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The arrow howled furiously to the silver wolf, flying toward its direction with breakneck speed.
*π΅π΄π΄ππΊ!* The huge temblor blew away Kiro's newly made campfire along with his roasted rabbit meat.
The silver wolf flew 10 meters away from Kiro's direction, dozens of broken tree trunks scattered throughout the area while the silver wolf figure could not be seen, It has been obliterated.
Glancing at the scene before him, Kiro was astonished at the power of that runic shaft. Abruptly he felt his body become heavy.
"Haa... Ha... Haaa... What is happening?" Kiro said in a weak tone.
"Master! You overused your Mana! Please try to stabilize your mind first or you might pass out, It will be dangerous if Master falls asleep here in the wilderness." Fixie worriedly said.
"So... How's that possible? I thought I had a broad mana pool."
"You have way more mana than others at your level Master, but that it did not mean yours is already enough to handle enhancement equipment like that, however, Fixie doesn't recall humans reaching such a height with runic carving before."
"Urgh~ My head feels like it is about to split into two," Kiro said while trying to stabilize his footing.
"Anyway, Master should just focus on his recovery, your Mana regeneration is much faster than anyone," Fixie stated, before continuing. "I know 'that' person will come to aid Master if anything unfortunate occurs, but we could still not fully trust him, do you get it, Master?" Fixie reminds Kiro not to trust someone so casually, especially when it comes from his secrets, with his unusual speed of growth, eventually Kyros will find it odd.
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In the middle of the wilderness, an old man was staring at the west side of the forest.
The unusual thing from him is, his eyes were glittering with golden light.
"Hooh~ like I thought the kid can use that runic shaft, but I guess it was too much for him to handle such advanced weaponry. However, his mana pool is indeed huge for his level, I already verified his level through the magical crystal and his aptitude from the elements. Too bad he is colorless, but it matters not."
"With the help of runic carving and magical equipment, colorless people were much more sought rather than the colored mages," Kyros mumbled. "You are a lucky kid, the era today was not for the mage to shine, but for a colorless person like you! Wahaha, I never knew I would find such a rare gem in this rural place."
In this era, the innovation of magical equipment was progressing at a rapid rate, with the legacy of the summoned person as the foundation. Their advancement was higher than 300 years before.