"Fuck!"

A young man cursed at the pack of wolves currently chasing him, currently in a dense forest with many trees and running zigzag to avoid being caught. Although it didn't help much, probably because this was their territory.

"You mutts, just go and die in hell! Hus hus hus hus!!!"

Jolt Wolf, in the catalogue of monsters from the southern continent, it was explained that this one creature was categorized as a D-Class Monster. This monster with the element of Lightning has a bite that causes partial limb paralysis for a while, and not only that. Although quite rare, some adults have the ability to perform lightning movements. Lightning-fast movements (though not really lightning-fast) make it easier to hunt prey, and it was this ability that had the young man cornered time and time again. Normally, if what was listed in the catalog was true. The young man would have no trouble nor would he mind standing face to face with this danger, but...

"Who wrote that damn information in that catalog? Hunt in groups of 5-10 of your asses! This damn dog, he brought his whole family and neighbors with him!"

Anomalous is the right word to describe the situation he found himself in, as the 'Jolt Wolf' that was chasing him was swarming with more than 30 of them. One bite from this creature and with the situation surrounded, the answer was definitely a direct ticket to the afterlife.

"Stop targeting my ass stupid beast! My ass is not the main course of your family's garden party, you pesky creature! There's no fat there! It doesn't taste good either! Trust me!"

Suddenly, using a lightning move a wolf attacked the young man from the right side. He reflexively swung his sword towards the oncoming wolf, but unfortunately the wolf bit the sword with its fangs and used its body weight to pull it away. Before losing his balance he drew his dagger and plunged it into the wolf's neck, as if not giving any time to spare now the other wolf pounced on him from the left. Realizing he was not in a position to attack, he ducked to avoid and in the next second swung the dagger diagonally while shouting.

"wind slash!"

As if frozen in midair, the wolf's body and head seemed to separate. And from the neck of the headless wolf, a gush of fresh blood unfortunately hit the young man's face.

"Bloody hell!"

He quickly wiped his face from the blood, slowing his pace for a moment. And then, the sudden pain made him realize that he had made a wrong move. As soon as he decapitated the wolf that had just managed to bite the calf of his right leg, he suddenly felt his leg cramp up causing him to stumble and roll a few dozen meters forward until he came to a halt under what looked like a large boulder.

"Ughh Damn it, my leg... Get moving you idiot!"

He quickly got up with one knee still on the ground, drew his sword towards the 'Jolt Wolf' and raised his face to get a better look at them. Likewise, the 'Jolt Wolf' who had also stopped not far from him, stared wildly at the figure of the young man who also looked fearless.

He was a teenage boy who looked to be in his teens and was about 175cm tall, with black eyes and hair. At first glance, this young man looked like an ordinary, normal teenager. Although one thing that was very striking and made him look different from most teenagers his age was the sharp, dark look in his eyes, with a facial expression as if he was upset and dissatisfied about something. Or perhaps more accurately, the current precarious situation naturally made him show such a look.

One by one, the Wolves began to slowly walk around him towards the left and right sides, encircling to make sure their quarry had no chance to escape. Showing fangs that occasionally emitted electric flashes, with an expression that was no less sinister than the young man's.

"... ... ..."

Dead-end, he was in the worst scenario he could think of. Smoke bomb or flash bomb? No, the creatures he was dealing with did not rely solely on their sense of sight. And even if the sense of hearing was impaired, there was still a chance that their sense of smell would quickly find him by the time he closed his eyes as well.

"Looks like we have no choice but to dance, right? Fans of my ass?"

He brought his sword close to his face, and gently kissed it as he murmured.

"Black Roses"

The sword, which had looked brilliant white, now slowly turned black with a dark aura that seemed to wrap around the sword. All the Jolt Wolf who were in front of the group suddenly seemed to stop moving as the aura that the sword gave off made their instincts respond to the presence of real danger, but a moment later their gazes became even sharper and wilder.

"Alright furry bastards! Let's see which one of us will be the first to set foot on the earth of the afterlife! Hmmm? Heh! Even now I can already sniff out the smell of your carcasses!"

The unpleasant scent flowing in the air was true, and it made the young man feel more and more uncomfortable.

"Oi oi oi oi, did any of you shit your pants? This smell... HOEKK!!!"

A truly disgusting scent he thought, perhaps it was also this scent that made the wolves suddenly feel uneasy. Despite the fangs and ready-to-pounce attitude still displayed by the pack, the young man understood that they were quite hesitant. He also realized that most of the wolves' gazes were no longer directed at him.

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Suddenly, he felt something big move behind him. And whatever was behind him, it was big enough to shake the ground around. The youth hesitated to look back, with the situation where he was surrounded by wolves. If he let his guard down just a little by letting his eyes off the enemy, and if the opportunity was used by the wolves. The result would definitely be very bad. However, the fear of the unknown made him speculate on other dangers. So it prompted him to venture a glance back, but what he saw then was something that made him froze.

The boulder started to stand up, a boulder? No, it was a person's back. A person? Perhaps more accurately, it was a creature and that creature was now slowly turning towards them, showing a form that was enough to make a normal person who saw it for the first time would scream. A creature about 5 meters tall and standing on two legs, with the anatomy of a very overweight human-like body and wearing only a piece of animal skin clothing as pants. Carrying a block of wood that seemed to be a tree trunk that was improvised to be used as a weapon, a nearly bald man with a sour expression looked very unfriendly.

This creature was called a Troll, a large creature with below-average intelligence that belonged to the giant race. Some people called them the Fail Creation of the Giant God, many people thought that they were nothing more than slaves who were only used for war and other menial labor. The foul scent from earlier was coming from him, probably from his crotch the young man thought.

"Hrrrr... huru. Wwwwacss"

The Troll made a sound as if to say something, but the young man did not respond and was still fixated with a serious look to think about what he should do next.

"Oi baldy, wa wait!!!"

The young man only made a sound when the Troll raised his wooden beam high, and suddenly swung with all his might at him. He immediately panicked and jumped to the side with all his might with a wolf's head still attached to his calf which caused him immense pain.

"I said wait! You overgrown ass hole!"

He thought that he barely escaped the attack, and after managing to get back on his feet he realized that he was not the real target of the attack. It was the two wolves at the back that had escaped his sight when they attacked. Wasting no time, he immediately tried to remove the bite of the wolf's head on his leg. Because now, the wolves seemed to be making the Troll their main target after the earlier strike.

Three wolves were seen climbing a tree not far from them, and once they reached a sufficient height. They lunged in unison, of course the Troll didn't stay still. With one big swing he hit a home run and sent two of them flying, one was lucky enough to bite the Troll's shoulder but unfortunately with one hand he threw it towards the crowd of wolves that were running towards him as well. The young man who was only a few meters away from the Troll gave a wry expression at the situation.

'It's time for me to run away with this Baldy as a tribute, sorry Baldy. The angels will volunteer to clean thee body in heaven... with their tongues'.

With that in mind the young man prepared to run away but the cuts and cramps on his legs did not allow it.

"Potion, potion? Ahh, damn. I should have brought more"

The youth stretched his left hand out to the side, and out of nowhere a large backpack suddenly appeared under his palm. He caught the bag before it fell to the ground without letting go of his vigilance against the mass of enemies around him.

Just as the young man wanted to grab something from the backpack, the Troll raised his wooden beam weapon high with both hands. A sizable 'mana' reaction could be felt by the young man causing him to pause for a moment.

"Ooii, he hey hey wait!!!"

The Troll was noticeably silent, perhaps waiting for the wolves to get too close to him. The young man's instincts once again speaking, without much thought he jumped with one foot backwards with his backpack. Away from the pack of wolves, some of which were now sinking their fangs into the Troll's body, and away from the Troll who was slamming his weapon into the ground with all his might. And then a huge explosion occurred, scattering everything around into the air. Dirt, dust, gravel, leaves, twigs, wolves, backpacks and their owners.

"AHHHHHHHHH----"

The silence lasted for a while afterward until the young man got up to look around. He felt a little dizzy, but he thought that was normal with what had just happened to him.

"'Ugh-uhuk, ahhh damn it! I thought I was going to die, was that 'Earth Blast'? I didn't expect a wild 'Troll' to be able to use magic moves"

The young man shook his head, probably due to dizziness so he was hardly sure of what he was seeing.

"I'm sure he was bitten by some Jolt Wolf earlier, but why is he still able to move that freely? You rhino skin, hmmm?"

What the young man saw then was a one-sided massacre, the unconscious wolves were finished off one by one by the Troll, while some who were conscious or newly awake chose to flee. And shortly after, the youth exchanged glances with the creature.

"Ha? Why? You want to execute me too?"

The young man raised his black sword and prepared for the worst. He realized that he was in a very disadvantageous position with an injured leg, and all the Potions in the Carrier had run out although there might still be some left in his backpack. And where was the backpack? Ahh there, not far away. Just a few meters behind the Troll.

"Fuck me..."

"Hrrrr hmm, go... goo..d"

After letting out an incoherent growl, the [Troll] turned around. Picked up a few wolves that were enough to carry and moved away to leave.

"......."

Again the young man was just transfixed by what happened, perhaps he did not expect to get help in a place like this.

"Thank you very much, baldy! Many people say that your people are retards! But you, you're above average!!! So take a shower as soon as you get home!!!"

***

"Alright, let's fix all this"

I first took the healing potion from my backpack, and I was a little surprised to realize that there was only one left. As soon as I drank it, the wound on my calf and the abnormal numbness disappeared periodically.

"Damn it, I almost died. Even though nothing happened until yesterday, and look what happened today. Jungle piranha!"

I then gathered all the dead wolves in one place, there were 11 in all. Then I took out a card that had a quite complicated magic circle seal on it, this was also the only two left.

"Hmmm? Should I convert it? The value might not be up to ten thousand, it might not even be half that, but this animal's fur might be something I can sell for a lot of money. I don't have time to skin them anyway, who knows maybe they'll come back?"

I flowed 'Mana' into the card in my hand, instantly the seal inside shone and immediately threw the card at the pile of wolf bodies I collected earlier.

A small white magic circle appeared on top of the card and was higher than the pile of wolves, while a larger circle glowing red was created on the ground just below the pile. The diameter is about 3 meters big enough to surround the wolf pile, I can make it bigger by adding more 'Mana' but for now I think the size is just right.

As time goes by the wolf pile seems to shrink and this is indeed normal, as well as the appearance of a fairly small red crystal on top of the white magic circle. That was also normal. It wasn't long before the two magic circles disappeared and left behind a pile of wolves that was now completely different in size from a few minutes ago, as if it was just bones and skin and yes. Indeed, that was all that was left. The small red crystal that slowly descended was the result of the conversion process, I quickly picked it up and put it away.

"Albion who created this must be a fan who got the idea from 'Full Metal Alche****', he changed the old method that needed a lot of preparation to this cool 'cow with glasses' way. I've read his biography, in some of the photos and explanations listed there. He is indeed described as an acute Otaku. Ahahahaha, still. Every time I look at this thing, I feel a nostalgic feeling. Ahhh~"

Alright, it's time to collect this wolf fur. I use a knife to skin it and remove all the bones, there's no blood and flesh just the skin wrapping the bones makes this much easier. After I tied them together, I put them all into the Carrier Ring and put on my backpack. There might be a wolf that suddenly attacked me from behind with a lightning move without me knowing, and this backpack could be used as a shield just in case.

The village of 'Adali' or 'Renya' should be around here, it's already the second day since I left the fog forest area of 'Lemerch'. And I've been moving steadily to the south, according to the map I should have met one of them. If not, I should have arrived at the large swamp of 'Magnild'.

'Haaah if I knew this, I should have headed east as soon as I left 'Lemerch''

"Well that's it, rice has become porridge. I'll just head east this time until I find the 'Jansen' river, then head back south along the river downstream until I reach 'Odhert'. It will probably take more than a week, I hope I'll be back before Regulus opening ceremony"

I hurried away, perhaps it was because I had changed my plans that good fortune favored me. After about four hours of traveling, just as dusk was falling and it was getting dark, I saw smoke rising in the sky.

"Hahahahhahahaha, sayonara bye-bye Jansen!!!"

‘There's a saying, 'where there's smoke, there's Chinese', well I'm Asian myself. We are brothers right? Whahahahaha.

"Okay, better not waste time. I'm already longing for a proper bed and food"

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