Sorcerer Manual - Chapter 26

Chapter 26: Hunting Record

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

With a bang of the shotgun, both of them lunged in opposite directions to dodge the shells!

However, there was a sudden explosion in the air. The shells fired by the hunter exploded into scattered shots. Ash and Sonia were inevitably scratched by the scattered shots!

Ash thought it would hurt greatly, but when the shots passed through his body, he only felt as if he had lost something. His body felt as tired as if he had just run 400 meters.

He suddenly recalled that he was now in a state of consciousness and could not be considered a real physical body. He would only lose his soul energy if he was hit by the shells.

Compared to Ash’s sudden realization of what was going on, Sonia, who had attended advanced classes on the Illusory Realm before, had already expected this.

She dodged the attack with a foresight slash and immediately charged towards the hunter. At the same time, she raised her wooden sword high and slashed down at the hunter from afar. A hazy white light gathered on the sword. As she swung the sword, it turned into a crescent shock wave that charged towards the hunter!

“Wave Sword!”

This was the secret technique of the Vosloda Family, Wave Sword Spell Spirit! The relatively rare long-range offensive spell spirit in the School of Swordmastery could produce powerful offensive miracles such as “Split Wave Slash” and “Silver Wheel Pulse”!

“Out of all techniques, with a shotgun in hand, only speed is invincible!”

The hunter chanted while dodging. The barrel of his shotgun glowed. Despite carrying what looked like an ancient flintlock shotgun, he actually fired another shell!

However, Ash and Sonia were prepared and no longer flustered. Ignoring the fact that Ash dodged by dropping into a roll, Sonia sheathed her blade with Iaijutsu, then charged forward and executed a roundhouse wave slash!

Clang!

Not only did it blast away the shotgun shell, even the hunter a couple steps away took a fierce slash from the roundhouse Wave Slash. Even the barrel of his shotgun was severed!

There was no need for words. Ash charged forward and restricted the hunter in a body lock. As Sonia recovered from the momentum of Iaijustsu, she sped up her pace, raised her wooden sword and made a powerful strike!

There was no sound. Under the powerful strike of the wooden sword, the hunter turned into a dense fog and dissipated. A leather-bound notebook fell to the ground.

“Hey, you almost took my head off!”

Looking at the wooden sword that had cut into the rock, Ash touched his head with lingering fear.

“I missed it by a little.” Sonia’s voice was full of regret. She bent down and picked up the notebook. After flipping through two pages, she shook her head and handed it to Ash.

Ash took it and read it. It was a… how should he put it? A hunting record?

On the first page was information about a rat. It had the rat’s weight, size, skin color and cause of death. There was even a picture of a rat pinned to the wall by an arrow.

On the second page was a spider. On the third page was a rabbit. On the fourth page was a roe deer… On the tenth page, there was finally some difference. Not only because the prey this time was a ferocious carnivorous wild wolf, but also because the owner of the notebook had learned a new skill: he used traps to kill the wild wolf.

On page 23, a fully armored orc soldier carrying a shotgun was recorded in the notebook.

The last twenty pages were filled with orc soldiers who had been shot to death. However, what attracted Ash’s attention more was that the owner of the notebook seemed to have abandoned his previous archery skills. Instead, he used the shotguns brought by orc soldiers along with the traps in the jungle to fight an entire orc army by himself.

The notebook did not contain any details about the owner of the notebook, but Ash could vaguely make out a story: a young man was born in a hunter’s family and lived in a jungle village. He inherited the hunting skills from his forefathers, but the orc army that suddenly appeared destroyed everything they had. The archery skills they were proud of could not penetrate the orcs’ armor, but the orcs’ firearms could easily crush their bodies.

The youth abandoned his bow and arrow and learned to use the shotgun at an astonishing speed. Then, in this jungle which he could traverse even with his eyes closed, he hunted orc soldiers like a god of death and avenged the villagers.

One could tell how terrifying the young man was from the expressions of the orcs before they died. The first few orcs who died had calm expressions on their faces. They must have had their heads blown out when they were peeing and sh*tting. The orcs who died later looked more and more terrified. It was obvious that they were fleeing for their lives. The last orc who died even threw away his weapon and hid in a bush. His face was full of piety, as if he was praying for the god of death to not notice him.

After the orc soldiers died, the owner of the notebook seemed to have lived a confused life for some time. The hunting targets in the notebook included animals, humans, orcs, goblins, tycoons, bandits, prostitutes, and ordinary people.

After a hundred pages, the owner of the notebook suddenly fixed his hunting target: orcs.

There were up to 300 pages of information on all the different orcs that the owner of the notebook hunted.

Although it was not mentioned at all, Ash could guess from the orcs’ cause of death:

Firstly, the orcs were all killed by the notebook’s owner with the “Admirer Type 5 Rifle”.

Secondly, the orcs had more than one bullet hole.

As such, Ash deduced that the owner of the notebook must have joined the army and killed orcs during the war.

He didn’t just kill soldiers. He also killed children, women, old people, and even his own comrades… No matter who the other party was, he didn’t change his weapon. He would always end the other party’s life with a shotgun shell.

After that, the owner of the notebook seemed to have risen into prestige and settled down. Apart from hunting rabbits, deer, and herbivores, the people who died at his hands were no longer soldiers and bandits, but maids, servants, and slaves.

It was worth mentioning the servants died at a high frequency.

He probably had an estate with many servants at his service, but because of the aftereffects of the war, he was equipped with a shotgun at every moment. Once he became suspicious, he would shoot the servants without hesitation…

Suddenly, an old woman appeared in the hunting notebook.

Ash guessed she was probably the wife of the notebook’s owner, because the look in her eyes wasn’t fear, or terror, or confusion. It was pity.

Pity for the owner of the notebook.

When Ash flipped to the last page, he was certain that the deceased was the owner of the notebook.

[Kabin Stoli]

[Human · Male · 56]

[Weight: 72 kilograms]

[Height: 1.76 meter]

[Characteristics: Brown skin, hairy, body odor.]

[Cause of death: Killed by a bow and arrow.]

In the photo was a well-dressed elderly man. He had raised his shotgun at the enemy, but he would never be able to pull the trigger, because the arrow had pierced through his eye and penetrated his head.

Ash didn’t know who had killed him with a bow and arrow. It could be an old enemy, the son of the old woman, or a burglar who broken into the house. Ash also didn’t know why the battle-hardened owner was slower than a bow and arrow this time. Was it because his body was slow, or was it because he underestimated the bow and arrow?

Anyway, that was the end of Kabin Stoli’s hunting record. Maybe his name would come up in someone else’s hunting record.

When he flipped to the end of the page, Ash found an iron medal tucked inside. Ash didn’t recognize the words on the medal, but since it was made of iron, it certainly wasn’t worth much. It was probably the first medal Kabin had ever received in his life.

Perhaps this medal represents the golden moment of Kabin’s life.

As soon as Ash picked up the medal, he felt a warm current flowing into his hand. Then, a message popped up on the screen:

[Repeater Shots]

[One-winged Spell Spirit]

[Limitation: Must have long-range shooting tools]

[Basic Effect: After the first shot, you can make a second shot immediately.]

[Passive effect: Increases the accuracy of long-range shooting.]

[Sometimes, a few seconds too slow can never be recovered in a lifetime.]

At the same time, a message appeared in the game:

[Detected that currency can be topped up.. Do you wish to exchange points?]