At the dawn of the next day, Peter woke up to the sound of knocking on his door.
As he opened the door, he saw the captain of the special troops Garciel Lockwood standing in front of him.
"Good morning my lord" Garciel greeted with a bow.
"Oh Mr Garciel good morning — how may I help you?"
"We were hoping if we could invite you on a hunting trip" Garciel said.
"Hunting trip?"
"Yes my lord — we the villagers of blue stone have a traditional practice that we use to mark every feast celebration"
Garciel said with a natural expression on his face.
"And this practice involves going into the forest and killing a magical beast for sport"
"Really?" Peter felt intrigued.
He had been feeling a bit down since yesterday due to the annoying encounter with Lord Richter — so right now what he needed was an activity that would take his mind off such unpleasant experience.
"When do you plan to start?" He asked Garciel.
