Bab 196: The Beginning Of A Legend

A desperate screech sounded throughout the White Forest as Ethan pulled his trident out from a Black Boar’s back.

As the three-meter-tall Magical Beast crashed to the ground with a loud thud, Ethan clasped his hands in prayer.

After his traumatic experience a year ago in killing people, he vowed to himself that he would never take the life of others, whether it be Magical Beasts or even Monsters, unless it was absolutely necessary, for self-defense, and for survival.

It was very easy to lose yourself in killing others once you got used to it. This was why Ethan created an anchor for himself—he did not want to go down that path.

He didn’t want to be like the Necromancer who sacrificed the lives of others in order to strengthen himself, and neither did he want to be like the Barbarians of the North, who simply killed others for sport or to expand their territories.

With a wave of his hand, he stored the Black Boar’s body inside his storage ring and whistled.