Chapter 392: The Army Of Death Approaches

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"Man, it's sure calm today."

"Yeah, it is awfully silent."

Within the surrounding forest of the village, a group of twelve hunters were foraging around, looking for prey. Now that the Wild Boars had been breeding more and faster, their numbers had increased drastically, and there was a risk of them attacking the village while the walls were still in construction, therefore, the chief has been paying the hunters to hunt wild boars more lately, to keep their numbers low and reduce the risk that these enormous and territorial monsters offered to the daily lives of the people in here.

"We came here for our biweekly hunt but there isn't any boar."

"We haven't sighted a single boar in two hours, what's going on?"

"Oi Joan, can you tell?"

One of the hunters pointed at a tall man with a shaggy beard that looked into the depths of the forest. His senses were incredibly high and acute due to his high-level hunting wild boars for years since he was a teenager.