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[Ak haspleted Wolf Mission: Wolf Conqueror!]
[Due to your connection as summoner and summoned beast, you have been rewarded with the title: Master of Ak, the Wolf Conqueror!]
[Master of Ak, the Wolf Conqueror: You now have a higher affinity and authority towards wolves. +100% chance when taming wolves, and you now have the intimidating aura of a conqueror when around wolves.]
[Increased bond with Ak, the Wind Wolf.]
[You have gained the ability tomand every wolf in Ak''s pack.]
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Bzzz!
? As soon as Legs stepped through the rainbow bridge and reappeared in the familiar surroundings of the headquarters of the Hunter Union, his virtual interface greeted him with this notification.
Since he and his student entered the beast ne through the secure surroundings of their allocated room, they also returned there.
Legs yawned loudly as he breath in Darvis air again.
"Roar!" Predator also relished the joy of returning to familiar surroundings.
The first thing that Legs did was unlocking the door to let the beasts, Predator, Bran, and Leo outside before he finally locked it against them.
He turned to face Christensen. "Do what you want to do".
"Ak''s crazy stunt drained the hell out of me, I need to sleep".
Without waiting for his student''s reply, Legs plunged into the bed as he closed his eyes, willingly sumbing to the inviting embrace of the world of sleep.
As soon as his master slept, still standing, Christensen silently looked at his master. Like a movie, all the experiences in the beast ne started ying in his head, everything felt too good to be true.
He chuckled. "Master keeps drifting away from my grasp".
"Hell, even de is bing a favorite now".
"I''m not even confident of winning against him in a one-on-one battle".
He looked down and clenched his fists. "I''m being left behind".
He hated this feeling, this feeling of helplessness and jealousy as others exceeded him and left him in the dust. He thought he already lived above it as he grew stronger under his master but here, he was again, he was still human.
Christensen slumped down on the nearby chair in the room as he slowly drifted into the world of his mind where his thoughts were chaotic and jumbled up.
''Master says I need to choose between the Shepherd and Beast Combatant advancement sses''.
''I already made my choice, yet why can''t I advance?''
''Or perhaps, do I need to do more than just choosing?''
As soon as the thought came, it could no longer leave. This also made him remember a vow that he made to his master.
''My super way is to catch up to you and exceed you''.
''Since I''m not as talented, I will put in more work''.
''If you train 8 hours every day, I''ll put in more effort and train 16 hours every day''.
''If you hone your fighting skills 3 hours every day, I''ll hone mine 6 hours every day''.
''If you read to learn knowledges 2 hours every day…, I''ll ovee my fear of books and read 4 hours every day''.
Christensen turned his head to look at his sleeping master, he chuckled. "I''ve not given up on my vow yet, there''s no room for me to sleep".
He stood up and left the room.
On going outside, he ignored de and everyone''s attempts to speak to him about their journey as he walked straight to Leo. Without giving any exnations, he mounted the Frost Wolf and ordered it to sprint away.
Christensen was off to the Frost Forest.
As the Frost Wolf sprinted out of the confines of the Hunter Union''s headquarters, de looked at his big brother''s fading back speechlessly.
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10 minutester…
Knock! Knock!
A frightening frown came over Legs''s face as he heard it.
Knock!
"The f*ck!!!"
His master''s roar frightened the living hell out of de.
He was about to sneak away before being found out but he was not fast enough, an irritated Legs already arrived before the door as he opened it, exposing his face that was as red as pepper before his student.
"What?" Legs asked tly.
de forced a smile. "Umm…, Christensen…"
"What happened to Christensen?"
"He left feeling a little angry and agitated, so I don''t know, you know…"
"Christensen left?" Legs raised his eyebrows.
"Yes". de heaved a subtle sigh of relief.
"Who knows? I don''t know why he left". Legs rubbed his eyes that were still sleepy. "Is that why you woke me from my sleep?"
de chuckled. "Of course, not". He smiled brightly. "Some guys came this morning seeking to join our faction, they seemed to know Raining Sword".
"They''ve been bickering with the other guys since morning".
Legs raised his eyebrows even higher. New guys who knew Raining Sword and were bickering with them since morning, these were definitely yers and not just any yers, pro yers.
"Lead the way".
Legs wore his clothes and followed his student out.
As soon as Legs arrived at the part of the Hunter Union headquarters were his faction members were gathered, he saw them from afar and instantly recognized them as a smirk came over his face.
Raining Sword had an unbelievable expression on his face. "I can''t believe you''re so shameless that you actually came for what we found first".
"Where''s the pride of the Freezing Trout team?"
A yer who was built like a Giant was at the receiving end of Raining Sword''s words. With a massive Great Sword resting casually on his shoulders, he looked brutish, this was Desert Gust, the Berserker God.
Alongside the Sword God Raining Sword, these 2 pro yers of rival game clubs were widely recognized as the best European VR pro game yers.
Desert Gust smirked. "You say our pride, actually, our pride is still fully intact, it''s your pride that has been dragged through the dirt".
"How can you be shameless enough to try monopolizing the main character of a whole version to yourselves? My gosh, that''s too shameless I''m blushing on your behalf, damn, have you no shame?"
"…" Raining Sword speechlessly looked at him.
In the end, Raining Sword burst outughing. "You''re drunk".
Suddenly, hisugh came to an abrupt stop as he and the other members of the Blue Autumn team stood up. "Faction leader".
As soon as he heard that sensitive term, Desert Gust''s eyes shone likenterns as with theeliest smile on his face, he turned to face the NPC.
"Oh, Great Legs, Breaker of Chains, Liberator of Clubs, King of…"
This guy was still the same as Legs remembered him as, unlike the cool and silent Sword God who girls died for in every one of his interviews, the Berserker God was an enthusiastic, funny, and extremely talkative yer.
Legs stopped this yer''s word bombardment with a single sentence.
"Wee to my faction".
"Talented warriors like you and yourpanions are always wee in my entourage". He smiled at this yer whose reaction was like he still couldn''t believe his ears on hearing what he just said.
Legs patted his shoulders. "Work hard".
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6 new yers have epted your invitation
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Faction: Legs''s Faction
Member capacity: 19
Current members: 19/1000
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As Legs turned to leave with his student, the shock of Desert Gust and his teammates was as great as the one that Raining Sword and his teammates experienced, their faces were as if they just saw a ghost.
"What the… f*ck!"
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Deep in the Frost Forest…
"Leo-Chris Beast Combo: Barrage of Death!"
Onestbination attack enabled Christensen and his contracted beast to take down the Giant Centipede Monster.
As the beast died and as Christensen copsed to the ground from exhaustion, his eyes shone as a light of epiphany suddenly shone in his head.
It happened abruptly but Christensen did well to hold tight on to it.
"I finally got it!"
"I did it!"
"I''m now a Beast Combatant!"
His eyes constricted in joy from his achievement as a few secondster, he fainted from all the exhaustion that he umted in his crazy stunt.
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