60 – Ant Wolf (6)

Chester frantically averted his eyes and looked at the ant wolves that surrounded him.

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Let’s be honest.

scary.

Ant-wolves on the trees and ant-wolves on the ground are different.

Chester admitted his fear and thought it through.

What should I do?

With that thought in mind, I pulled out a new claw knife.

He always carries several knives for backup.

The antwolves were a little wary when a new claw knife appeared.

It reminds me of fatally wounding a colleague with that one moment ago.

In addition, there was something that made me more wary because it was a weapon that the ant wolf was familiar with, closer to the shape of a ‘claw’ than anything else Chester used.

Intelligible threats are the most effective ones.

To the uninitiated, the world’s worst killer is no threat even if he is aiming a terrifying sword.

Chester pointed his claw knife forward, and the antwolves carefully drew a large circle to look at Chester.

One of them passed out after being hit by Chester’s flying kick at the timing of his charge.

One with a claw knife stuck in one shoulder a while ago.

Up to two previously killed.

Four were knocked out, and five remain.

If Chester were still up in the trees, the antwolves would have run away, but Chester was now on the same ground as them.

The ant-wolves noticed.

This is a golden opportunity.

The enemy has weakened.

have to hunt

‘How to do it.’

If someone attacks you, the other side will immediately attack you.

What if you insert a claw knife like before?

It was okay a little while ago because there was no siege, but now it’s different.

Just like before, the moment I collapse and roll, I get bitten.

While Chester was thinking that, Monia was struggling to pull a machete from the tree.

Monia, who pulled the machete with her mouth tight, clung to the tree trunk and held on so that it wouldn’t fall, then grabbed the pulled machete and pulled herself back as hard as she could.

And.

“Eight!”

He threw the machete at Chester.

Fortunately, Chester, who had fallen into a tree, did not fall too far from the tree as he only rolled over.

The machete that Monia had thrown with all her might spun around and flew, and luckily landed near Chester.

“uh?”

Chester was distracted by the machete for a moment, but quickly looked at the ant wolves again and drew the machete empty-handed.

“thanks!”

“What!”

Monia then took out a bow and arrow from her basket and aimed at the ant wolves.

Chester had cut a lot of branches to make a wooden spear, so there was no problem shooting an arrow with Monia’s body.

“I’m going to shoot a bow!”

“Can you get it right?”

“It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t fit!”

“hahahaha, right!”

If you want to protect yourself, you don’t have to hit the arrow unconditionally.

Even when hit, the prey is wary, fearful, backsliding, or fleeing.

Of course, there are brave beasts who ignore the danger of such arrows and rush at them.

‘I never thought I’d stay still and fight together.’

Chester laughed and inserted the claw knife.

Then, he took the blood of the ant-wolf on his hand holding the claw knife to his face.

Blood smeared on his palm when he stabbed the ant wolf with the claw knife a moment ago.

I ran those bloody fingers over my face and drew war paint that was darker and clearer than if I had drawn it with dirt.

He moved his five fingers gracefully and drew war paint on his face.

The fishy smell of blood permeates the tip of his nose, and starting with that, Chester’s senses become a little clearer.

As the blood dries with body heat, the vividly visible war paint on the face dispels anxiety and fear, bringing courage, victory, and luck.

After drawing all the war paint and tidying up all the hair that was disheveled with the blood on his palms, Chester smiled and aimed his machete at the antwolves.

At that time, the ant wolf that was aiming at Chester from behind rushed at him.

Monia quickly shot an arrow at it, and when the arrow landed nearby, the surprised ant wolf backed away.

The formation of the ant wolf was disturbed.

Chester quickly backed up and approached the tree, and the antwolves who saw it rushed at Chester.

Ant-wolf approaching first.

Chester swings his machete at it.

Fuck!

More like a blow than a cut.

However, it opens its jaws and cuts deep into the mandible of the ant wolf to tear it apart.

Blood spattered, the attacked ant-wolf rattled its cut jaw and retreated.

one more run

Monia hadn’t fully reloaded her bow yet, and Chester stopped pretending to retreat, spinning with the recoil and swinging the machete again.

Surprised, the ant wolf retreats.

The defenseless gap was revealed to Chester, but the arrow shot by Monia was properly lodged between the ant wolf and Chester, protecting Chester.

At the same time, Chester bent over and snatched a stone from the ground, then got up again and threw the stone with a big wave of his left hand.

The stone that flew with a strong spin seemed to rise a little bit, then fell down and hit the wolf’s head.

– Kahaeng?!

Surprised by the strange attack, the ant wolf retreats with a fox-like sound.

Seeing that, Chester immediately lowered himself.

Then, the ant wolf in the back, which Monia stopped first, flew over Chester’s body.

‘I thought it would attack me at this point.’

Chester reached out and grabbed the tail of the ant-wolf that passed in front of him, then slammed the ant-wolf to the ground and slammed the handle of the machete down.

puck! puck! puck!

A sound is heard from behind.

I quickly turned around and lowered my body, swinging the machete at the same time.

The antwolves stopped just by swinging the machete, and Chester stood up with the recoil from rolling and looked around.

‘Five.’

Monia’s arrow hit the ant wolf.

I didn’t fall down because there was no damage, but where did it hit?

Now there are three ant-wolves.

Of the three remaining, one has been hit in the head by a stone, and the other has an arrow stuck in its back.

The other one is fine, but it doesn’t make any sense to be fine alone.

Chester saw.

The ant wolves, who had only thought of approaching and attacking a little while ago, hesitated and retreated.

Nine were reduced to three.

It’s a consequential story, but the ant wolves should have run away when two of them were knocked down by a wooden spear.

Maybe they could have caught Monia after hunting Chester.

But it didn’t and it has come to this.

thud!

Chester shouted, stomping his feet hard as the ant-wolf showed signs of retreating.

“aaa!!”

To drive away bears, they howl just as they did to drive away birds.

“Ughhh!!! aaa! aaa!!!”

thud! thud! thud!

While stamping his feet and swinging his machete, he spreads his arms wide to make himself gigantic.

“aaa!!”

When Chester made such a threat, Monia, who was up in the tree, followed Chester.

Spread your arms out wide and flutter like wings.

“Yaaa!! Kyaaa!!”

shout hard

Well, it was pretty clumsy.

“aaa!!!”

“Waaa!!”

As the two roared wildly and grew in size, the remaining ant-wolves could not stand it and chose to run away.

“… … .”

After the ant-wolves had fled, Chester went after the incapacitated ant-wolves and killed them one by one.

The ant wolf, whose lower jaw had been cut, ran away with the other three when they ran away, but the others did not.

One by one, carefully swing the machete to break the bones between the head and body.

A total of six dead ant wolves were obtained.

Only after all six had properly stopped breathing, Chester sat down and relaxed.

“Sigh… Sigh… !”

My whole body was as heavy as wet cotton.

The fear and anxiety that were hidden and suppressed with war paint rise.

My heart was pounding, and the world seemed to be spinning.

Sudden life crisis.

However, it endured.

No, I couldn’t stand it, so I overcame it.

In fact, it wouldn’t have been so dangerous if it hadn’t fallen from the tree, but what does it matter?

What you have overcome.

“aaa!!!”

Chester let out a triumphant roar as he raised his machete high into the sky.

“… … Hey, if you’re done, stop doing that and drop me off.”

Then, Monia spoke cautiously from behind.

“… … Can’t you come down alone?”

“You are too tall.”

“Ugh.”

‘What is this, there’s no time to feel it.’

Chester got up and approached the tree where Monia was.

“Get down the basket first. Tie it with a rope and slowly.”

Monia did as Chester had said, tying the basket to the ropes, then lowering it carefully.

“Me?”

“… … I’ll accept it.”

“Eight!”

At Chester’s words, Monia jumped out of the tree.

Chester carefully caught the falling Monia with both arms, and rolled back while bending his legs to reduce the impact and receive it safely.

Instead, the two slid across the ground.

“Ouch. Hey, aren’t you hurt?”

“I am not hurt. Only my back tingles a little.”

Monia, who heard Chester’s words, was startled and sat up on Chester’s boat and hurriedly examined his body.

As he rolled back and forth, Chester’s skin was chapped and torn, and blood was dripping everywhere.

“Oh my gosh… What should I do… . It’s bloody!”

“Mostly wolf blood. My scars are few. This is no big deal.”

“still.”

Monia didn’t even think of getting off the Chester boat and inspected the wound on his shoulder.

“It will hurt.”

Seeing Monia’s crying face, Chester laughed and patted her on the head.

“Let’s go home.”

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Let’s go back home

It was a word I heard every day, but to Monia now, that ordinary word sounded so sweet.

Monia examined the wound on Chester’s shoulder and nodded quietly.

“Yes, go back.”

the two survived

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