Retarded

When I was near the exit of the forest 5 people surrounded me with a face showing as if they found a toy. The person who seems like the leader said," Quite a no. of kills you got there kid, you see I am in need of some money ,how about you give me your earning and work for me now on".

Are these people retarded ? , the person killing 40 boars and returning next day with no harm is clearly not simple ,does living in wilderness numbed their intelligence. "what if I refuse" I said in a neutral voice.

" Then this happens !!" , he shot a lightning spell which I easily dodged making him angry

"Men go beat him up and snatch his money. Don't blame me kid this is law of the jungle," said the man. Sigh! , why don't they mind their own business . I kicked the nearest person in the abdomen with enough force to make him faint ,then punched the guy on the face coming from behind breaking is nose. One of them tried to use magic but I made a whip of mana ,tied him and threw slammed him to the nearest tree. The last one had already given my and ran away only the leader remained with a pale face, all these happened under 2 minutes." Don't come closer, I am sorry, I will not disturb you again ,please let me go !! " I zoomed towards him and slammed his head to the ground, I held him by his hair and said " Don't blame me ,it is law of the jungle" and smashing his head again making him faint.

I returned to the church in a foul mood. I would rather avoid killing until there is no option left. I informed sister about my adventure in 2 days and she was happy that I didn't have to stain my hands in blood so early.

I hunted continuously for the next 3 months nonstop sometimes receiving some extra rewards from the clients ,my mana core was improving and I estimated that it would take some about six months to break into light orange. I had refined my dagger arts a lot. Most of the time people avoided me for the incident but some people tried their luck and got their limbs broken. Some people even tried to recruit me into their small organization but the same thing happened with them. I was not scared of the consequences as big organizations would not bother with me.

Currently I am analyzing and fighting Geo rhino. This beast is serious trouble. Its skin is so hard that my dagger can't pierce it and my fire didn't cause much damage than just burned skin. It gathers mana from its horns which is its hardest part of the body, if hit can cause fatal damage to me. This creature could have become the lord of the forest if not for its low reproductive rate and loosing sanity when hungry. This rhino migrated from deep within the grand magic zone and completely destroyed a two fields .

My dagger or knife can't hurt him, my spells can't hurt him, the only way left Is damaging its internal organs . I destroyed its eyes with my dagger and blasted flames into his head , I constantly kicked and punched him around for the next half an hour with mana reinforcement casing internal injury and finally killing it. As the beast died,its skin became softer than before .

I dissected the corpse not damaging its skin and horn as it would sell for the most and noted the results I found. Day by day I was getting used to seeing blood. Back on earth I never imagined to be covered in blood.

I submitted the corpse to the person requested and kept the horn for myself and got my money. I returned to the guild and submitted my confirmation report. My performance was already recognized in the guild but todays kill made them respect me more. What I didn't know that the most surprised was the back cloaked man the far corner.

I exited the building and when I was about to fly off, my instincts screamed at me , I quickly took out my dagger and tried to parry the sword that was coming for my face . I was pushed away 50 m by the sheer physical strength of the attacker. I wasn't able to completely parry the attack and my mask was broken revealing my face. When I saw the man, I cursed within my mind to me subjected to his attacks. The sheer aura and presence he was releasing was enough to petrify my movements and forget about running as if hands of tentacles of darkness were holding my limbs. I am sure the pressure was controlled so that I don't faint right away but this it was far greater than sister's . I knew that it was not mana pressure or else I would be fainted right now .

The man was huge, bulky using a black cloth as a robe with a logo . Holding a Japanese katana in one hand and a cigarette in the other. Yes, he is captain of the Black Bulls Yami Sukehiro.