Come to think of it, the path he had explored the day before seemed suspicious. If he examined it thoroughly, he might be able to find the origin.

The surroundings were buzzing with the sounds of monsters. As he expected, a considerable number of monsters were staying here.

The shining eyes and sharp fangs of the monsters were elements that instilled fear in humans. Yet, Kun’s appearance facing them was endlessly calm.

His confident expression was matched by skillful swordsmanship. Graceful movements that followed, cutting through the air like the wind, provoked the terrible screams of the monsters. Soon, blood splattered everywhere, turning it into chaos.

‘He said they would come back to life several times.’

Kun recalled the characteristics of the monsters in this place. He had heard that monsters that pretended to be dead for a moment would recover their vitality shortly after.

The heart of brainless monsters was in their heads. In other words, there was only one way to cut off their lives. It was to extract their hearts.

As the sword was about to pierce down resolutely, the scene unfolded.
The quickly approaching arrow hit the monster’s head accurately. The monster, seemingly asleep as if dead, collapsed with the scream of the demon king.

Soon, Kun, as if indifferent, struck the ground with his sword.

“Is it my brother?”

Thinking that there was only one person who would prevent such childish behavior, unfortunately, it was indeed him.

Cedric Theodore.

Sharp fangs protruded above his black skin, standing out distinctly. Approaching with a sneer, he emphasized the bow in his hand by shaking it.

There was no point in investing time and effort in responding to such a worthless opponent. Quietly turning his body, Kun left the way.

“Haak!”

A monster, smelling the scent of blood on the sword, rushed like an arrow. The foolish monster, ignorant of the nature of the food chain, soon had its head split in half. The saliva dripping down as it slumped turned into a small mineral.

Around that time, an arrow flew from behind Kun. Thankfully, due to his excellent reflexes, it only almost hit the back of his head.

“Mistake! Oh, what if your well-shaped face gets ruined. Still, it’s fortunate that you have excellent reflexes; otherwise, I would have to put on the mask again.”

He quietly turned his gaze towards his cheek. The arrow had grazed his skin, leaving a small cut.
“Stop making that face… Oh, my, sir. Are you so angry that you’re resorting to self-harm?”

Cedric, who was groaning, strangely found Kun’s hand reaching towards him instead of facing him. Soon, blood dripped from Kun’s rugged knuckles.

“No matter how angry you are, it’s a bit crazy to go that far.”

As he casually swung his hand, drops of blood splattered onto Cedric, who still couldn’t grasp the situation.

“I’ve been crazy from the beginning.”

“…Wh-what are you doing?”

Cedric retched at the pungent smell rising from the face of the smirking Kun. Checking the liquid with his fingers, it turned out to be a bloody substance.

“With such inferior skills, you managed to come out as a decent hunter. I’ll give you a good training partner to improve your skills.”

“What is this…”

Cedric, who used to treat those who splattered blood like madmen, flinched. Something sticky and slimy firmly clung to his foot.

Instinctively, he looked down, and a monster appeared between the narrowed eyes. It was one of the monsters inhabiting the damp soil.

It was only then that Cedric understood Kun’s intention.

Monsters are drawn to human blood, especially the blood of strong and noble individuals.

To creatures like them, Kun Fried’s blood was a tempting feast.

In the distance, another monster, attracted by Kun’s blood scent, appeared. They too were monsters that had rushed in smelling Kun’s blood.

A bewildered Cedric received a heavy kick to his stomach.

“Ugh!”

“Then cheer up, Cedric Theodore. Improve your skills quickly to become a knight worthy of a hunt.”

The fallen Cedric groaned in pain. Through the gap in his briefly opened mouth, a lump of mushy substance entered.

“Ugh!”

It was the monster that had been holding onto his foot.

Firmly clasped onto his body, another monster rushed in this time.

“What should I do if you get hurt…”

Meeting Kun, who had returned to the barracks in the middle of the night, Cloe, who went out to greet him, was surprised when she saw him. When the man, who had gone out for subjugation in a neat appearance, returned with wounds, she immediately searched for a first aid kit. Because he had returned with injuries when he had gone out for subjugation with a neat appearance.

Cloe opened her mouth, amazed at the just-closed first aid kit.

“…Are you okay?”

She asked a question without actually looking up from disinfecting Kun’s hand. The moist sadness in her blue eyes, looking at him discreetly, oozed out.

To him, such a trivial wound was nothing compared to bending a piece of paper. Rather, the days without injury were rare, as injuries were commonplace.

However.

“A bit… It feels painful.”

Contrary to the truth, Kun pretended to be petulant. It was the first time he had acted spoiled in his life.

“R-really?”

Although Kun was complaining of pain, Cloe was making a face of the patient.

Come to think of it, she had prepared some herbs in her bag just in case of an unexpected situation. It was unrealistic to expect a big effect, but it was better than having nothing at all.

When she was about to stand up, she sat back down on the chair. It was a forcibly imposed action without Cloe’s will.

“Give me a kiss.”

“…What?”