Chapter 256: Just Hit The Weak Points. (1)
There are things people can do, and things they can’t.
How many monsters would one have to kill daily to y a hundred thousand within half a year?
For junior knights like themselves, it was utterly impossible.
“…….”
The knights, who had remained silent, turned to look at Kaor.
That guy should have been throwing a fit, but he showed no reaction. Instead, he arrogantly kept his head high, as if confident about something. Judging by his expression, it seemed like he had already received a heads-up.
‘Well, that lunatic’s a crazy bastard anyway.’
‘Does he think he can actually kill a hundred thousand by himself?’
But they were ordinary people, normal human beings. If something didn’t make sense, they had to point it out.
So, the knights did what Kaor wasn’t doing and threw a tantrum in his ce.
“No! How is that even possible? How are we supposed to kill a hundred thousand monsters in just six months with our skills?”
“Is there even a single person in this world who can do that?”
“We’re junior knights! Please show some consideration!”
Ghiin, however, didn’t even pretend to listen, speaking nonchntly.
“Have you tried?”
“You don’t need to try something to know it’s impossible!”
“If I’m telling you to kill them, it means you can. What’s impossible about it? Has there ever been something we couldn’t do?”
The knights couldn’t refute that statement, so they shifted their arguments in another direction.
Even if they trained hard and somehow became strong enough to kill that many, there was another ring issue.
“Do a hundred thousand monsters even live here?”
“They do. The Shadow Mountains are vast and deep. If monsters disappear from one area, they’ll keep crawling out from elsewhere.”
Ghiin continued speaking with an air of certainty.
“If you think the monsters are respawning too slowly or their numbers are dwindling, then move to the next mountain. If they’re not there either, try the next one. Just find them and kill them, no matter what.”
“…….”
“Send me the hides of a hundred thousand monsters within six months. Also, secure as many tendons as possible and send those too. If you work hard enough, it’s doable. Once you meet the quota, I’ll rotate in other knights to take your ce.”
As always, the lord was as unreasonable as ever. Thus, the knights attempted a lighter form of coercion.
“Uh… haven’t you considered the possibility that we might just run away if we can’t meet the quota?”
“That’s fine. If you want to spend the rest of your lives wandering the continent in hiding until you die, feel free to run. For your information, I’m very persistent.”
They knew that all too well. They’d witnessed more than once how he pursued something relentlessly once he set his mind to it. If they ran, he would undoubtedly send pursuers after them for the rest of their lives.
The knights sighed deeply and pleaded.
“…We really don’t think our skills are up to the task.”
“You’ll get there by fighting nonstop. That’s how I trained here too.”
Ghiin grinned broadly. This ce held very special memories for him.
Before he earned the title of the King of Mercenaries in his previous life, his nickname had been the ughterer of the Shadow Mountains.
‘Ah, I killed so many back then.’
There was a time when he was consumed by rage and constantly sought out battles. He had realized that risking his life inbat was the only way to improve quickly.
He couldn’t go to the Forest of Beasts, as the Duke of Delfine’s family was already cultivating that area. So he had chosen the Shadow Mountains as his alternative.
He had lived and trained here for years. He had ughtered so many monsters that entire sections of the mountains had been left deste.
‘I even came back here asionally with my subordinatester on to earn some pocket money.’
Looking back, they were oddly fond memories. Returning now with a new group of subordinates, nostalgia washed over him, bringing a faint sense of joy.
But fond memories were fond memories, and training was training.
‘Let’s make sure they all go through hell.’
The knights stared at Ghiin with skeptical expressions. His im that they only needed to fight nonstop left them uncertain.
The numbers were simply too high to fathom, and Ghiin’s confidence made the entire situation feel surreal.
‘He probably just means to give it our all, right?’
‘Our lord has always had an absurd sense of scale.’
‘Yeah, maybe he’s just setting a big goal to motivate us.’
Even as they clung to such hopes, a sense of unease lingered. Nothing Ghiin had ever done before was ordinary.
As he watched the hesitant knights, Ghiin spoke up.
“Don’t be scared. If you try, you can do it. We’re heading out to hunt right now, so get your weapons ready.”
At hismand, the knights hauled out dozens of massive wooden crates.
The crates contained enormous two-handed greatswords, eachrge enough to crush or decapitate most monsters with a single blow.
Thud!
Ghiin grabbed one of the greatswords with one hand, nting its tip on the ground with a grin.
“Alright, let’s head out. Time to smash some monster skulls.”
* * *
Before departing, Ghiin moved deeper into the central area of the fortress rather than heading outwards.
Kaor, puzzled by his actions, asked, “Where are you going? The exit to leave the fortress is in the opposite direction.”
“To thebor depot.”
“Why? Are we recruiting people from there?”
“We can’t carry everything from the monster hunts ourselves, can we? We need people to disassemble the carcasses and haul the materials. We’re hiring porters.”
“Ah, I see.”
Kaor and the knights quickly understood. Carrying heavy loads would only hinder their ability to focus during battles. The more they hunted, the more burdensome the logistics would be, making it challenging to move efficiently.
“But are there many porters here, apart from hunters?”
“Of course. Wherever there’s money to be made, people gather.”
“Ha, our lord knows everything. Truly, the North’s master of profit—oof!”
Kaor’s attempt at ttery earned him a sharp blow, forcing him to rub his eyes as he quietly followed Ghiin.
Just as Ghiin had said, the area was bustling with people eager to make money. Some were merchants who processed and traded monster materials, while others performed various menial tasks for hunters.
There were even hunters who avoided fighting altogether and earned money through other means.
Whenever people needed something, someone would inevitably create a business to meet that need. Among them, several merchant guilds had establishedbor depots specializing in hiring porters.
When Kaor and the knights reached the fortress’s bustling center, they gawked in amazement.
“Wow, there are so many people here.”
“It’s no different from the big cities in the North.”
“Well, except it’s filthier.”
The fortress’s central district was so developed that it resembled themercial areas of any major city. Throngs of people bought and sold goods among the rows of shops, while workshops dismantled monster byproducts scattered across the area.
Smaller groups or solo hunters often came here to find new party members.
For hunters, porters were essential, making the area around thebor depots especially noisy with people vying for jobs.
“We’ve got veteran porters with five years of experience!”
“Former hunters avable to fight in emergencies!”
“S-ss hunters hiding their strength, working as porters!”
Ghiin approached a reasonablyrgebor depot and spoke to one of the bustling staff members.
“I’ll hire a hundred people.”
“Yes! Ten people! Please wait a moment, I’ll bring them over right away.”
“I said a hundred.”
“Pardon? A hundred?”
The employee blinked in surprise.
On average, hunters typically hired around ten porters. Since most hunts weren’t prolonged, hiring more would usually be unnecessary and uneconomical.
Hiringrge numbers of porters was typically reserved for well-established hunter guilds orrge-scale parties.
The employee gave Ghiin a once-over before asking again, “Are you heading off to a war or something?”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
“My rule is to bring back as much as possible in one go. Plus, we have quite a few people.”
Noticing the fifty armed individuals waiting outside with greatswords in hand, the employee nodded.
“We only have about thirty avable right now.”
“I’ll hire all of them.”
Ghiin went from depot to depot until he had gathered a hundred porters. With the knights included, his group now numbered over 150 people, drawing stunned looks from the surrounding hunters.
“Didn’t those guys just arrive recently?”
“They barely even know theyout of this ce, and they’re already pushing themselves too hard.”
“They look like they’ve got some skill, but greed like that always gets you killed first.”
“Let’s see how much they actually manage to bring back. Bet they won’t even get half of what they’re nning. Hah!”
Ignoring the mockingughter and murmurs from the hunters, Ghiin moved forward confidently.
The porters, initially nervous, seemed somewhat reassured by therge group’s size.
“Come on, let’s move quickly. We need to sweep up all the best hunting grounds before anyone else gets to them.”
In the huntermunity, monster territories were referred to as hunting grounds. While there were plenty of these, some were far more ideal for hunting than others.
An unspoken rule existed that parties already upying a hunting ground should be left undisturbed.
Of course, if someone was confident they wouldn’t get caught, wiping out the upying party and taking the spot wasn’t entirely off the table.
Kaor, his curiosity piqued once again, turned to Ghiin with a question.
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“Is there such a thing as a good hunting ground? Isn’t it all over once you clear it out?”
“Within a few days, the area gets filled again. The type of monsters might change a bit, but it’s always teeming with them to an unusual degree.”
“Wow, that’s fascinating. There really are that many monsters, huh? But, Lord Ghiin, how do you know all this?”
Ghiin didn’t answer, brushing it off with a smile. This wasmon knowledge for hunters who had spent a lot of time in the area.
In truth, he only knew because he’d been here often in his previous life. Even then, the exact reason behind the phenomenon was never uncovered.
Outside the fortress’s massive gates, carts and coachmen were waiting in droves.
These coachmen offered to transport hunters conveniently to the mountain’s foothills.
Since the journey involved venturing into the mountains, taking horses wasn’t feasible. However, walking to the base of the mountain was a considerable distance.
With monsters potentially lurking along the way, building the fortress directly beneath the mountains wasn’t an option.
Returning with monster byproducts after a hunt made things even more taxing.
Naturally, this situation created opportunities for profit.
“Base rate to the mountain’s foothills: 5 silver per person!”
“Fast andfortable service guaranteed!”
“S-ss hunter disguising his strength as a coachman!”
Kaor and the knights chuckled in disbelief at the bustling scene.
“Man, they’ve got everything here.”
Living in dangerous ces forced rapid adaptation. Fortresses near the Shadow Mountains had all developed in ways that prioritized hunting convenience.
The group split up into a fewrge carts disguised as carriages, allowing for a quick andfortable trip to the mountains.
Of course, returning the same way wasn’t something they could guarantee.
The coachmen, unwilling to risk danger, typically returned as soon as they dropped off their passengers. Only those willing to gamble on greater profits stayed behind at the mountain’s base.
Thud-thud-thud-thud!
The horses galloped with power, and as their speed increased, the carts began to rattle and shake violently.
tter! tter! tter!
The ride was horrendously rough. The carts had been modified purely to carry as much cargo and as many people as possible, with no regard forfort.
“We’ll get you there fast! Just trust us!”
The coachmen cheerfully drove on, eager to maximize their earnings. Without even needing to be told, they naturally headed toward the mostmonly visited foothills.
Hunters tended to frequent the same areas, so it was standard practice to head there first.
However, from the lead cart, Ghiin called out to the coachman.
“Change direction. Go the way I’m pointing.”
“What? Why?”
“Other hunters are probably hunting in the usual area. Since they hunt there almost every day, the monsters will have thinned out.”
“W-What?”
The coachman’s face turned pale. Even the original destination was considered dangerous. If the popr hunting grounds were risky, other areas would be far worse.
Theck of regr culling meant far more monsters would be present.
“Look, there are plenty of monsters where we’re already going! That’s the main route where monsterse down to the fortress! That’s why most hunters hunt there!”
“Why so much chatter when your customer’s giving directions?”
“This must be your first time here! Why would you deliberately go somewhere more dangerous? I can guide you safely!”
“This isn’t my first time. I want to catch more, so turn the cart. Or I’ll break it.”
No amount of persuasion worked. Reluctantly, the coachman gave in and changed direction.
“I’m heading straight back as soon as I drop you off!”
“Fine by me.”
The porters looked visibly uneasy. Entering an unfamiliar area would make it much harder to react to potential dangers.
Ghiin and the knights, however, didn’t seem the least bit concerned.
Ghiin’s confidence came from experience, while the knights simply didn’t understand the gravity of the situation yet. They still couldn’t fully grasp what wasing.
Finally, the carts stopped in a chillingly eerie location. The icy wind howled through the air, and the massive shadow of the mountain seemed to weigh down on everyone.
Setting foot here meant confronting countless monsters. Even the knights now wore tense, wary expressions as the threat became real.
But Ghiin jumped down from the cart with a broad smile.
“Alright, there are tons of monsters here. Let’s start sweeping through them while getting some training done. Don’t worry—there aren’t any freakish ones like in the Forest of Beasts. There are just… a lot of them.”
As soon as Ghiin finished speaking, a monstrous roar echoed in the distance.
Kaaaargh!
“…….”
The knights couldn’t utter a word. Before they had even set foot on the mountain, monsters were already rushing toward them, almost as if to wee them.
“W-What the hell? They’re alreadying at us?”
The monsters were a pack of Owlbears—beasts with the body of a bear and the head of an owl. Towering over the average adult male and with massive, muscr builds, they were notoriously ferocious.
“Owlbears are descending the mountain!”
“I told you this was a bad idea! Why didn’t you listen?!”
The coachmen and porters were thrown into a panic. There were dozens of owlbears rushing toward them, easily numbering in the tens.
The former hunter who imed to have “hidden his strength” as a porter jumped back into the cart, shouting in fear.
“What are you doing? Let’s run! There are too many of them!”
This caused chaos among the group. While the coachmen could flee without consequence, the porters had already been paid. Running away now would damage their reputations and make it hard to find future work.
Even the knights, momentarily overwhelmed, showed signs of hesitation.
‘What the hell… Owlbearsing down the mountain?’
‘What kind of ce is this? Are we seriously training here?’
‘This ce is just as crazy as the Forest of Beasts.’
Owlbears typically lived deep within the mountains. For them toe down to the foothills meant they had either been disced in a territorial conflict or had gone mad.
Kaaaaargh!
Leading the pack was thergest and fastest owlbear, far ahead of the others. Its mouth dripped with a vile liquid, and its eyes were blood-red. It was clearly deranged.
Ghiin smiled, seemingly pleased.
“Nice. We’ll get some quality hides right from the start. Watch closely—I’ll show you how to kill monsters easily and harvest their hides cleanly. All you have to do is target their weaknesses.”
His confident words made the knights nod in agreement. Any monster became easier to defeat if you knew its weaknesses and how to exploit them.
Even the coachmen and porters paused, momentarily calmed by Ghiin’s rxed demeanor. He exuded the aura of a strong hunter who could face dozens of monsters alone.
Ghiin raised his hand and shouted.
“Prepare for battle!”
Clink! Clink! Clink!
The knights readied their greatswords but didn’t charge forward. They were waiting for Ghiin to demonstrate how to exploit the owlbears’ weaknesses.
Sssssss.
Ghiin’s eyes turned crimson. In that instant, it became unclear who was crazier—the rabid owlbear or Ghiin.
Boom!
With a burst of mana, Ghiin leapt forward.