Hal had spent almost a week at the hospital and today was the day he was getting discharged. He looked up from his bed as the door to his room opened and someone came in. It was the nurse who had attended to him ever since he got to the hospital. She was here to discharge him. "Ah, I hope you are getting ready to be discharged?" She asked. "Yes." Hal noticed she didn't say another word after that and just stared intently at him. "Umm, excuse me, isn't there something I should do?" "Oh, sorry. I got carried away." She replied as she slightly bowed her head while blushing. "Here. If you would just sign this, you can be on your way." She handed him a few documents and he signed on them. "Ok, you are free to go." She said with a smile on her face while staring at him. "Ok?" "Oh." She opened the door and hastily left with a flushed cheek. "That was odd." Hal thought as she left. He couldn't understand what caused such a reaction from her. He walked to the

[Level up!] [Level up!] [Level up!] [Level up!] As expected, his levels rose quite quickly. This was what he got for killing over 30 monsters nonstop. He had gone up four levels. He had gained a lot during this hunt and he felt quite pleased. While killing the wolves, he suddenly remembered that monsters usually dropped magic crystals. He also got to learn that certain items can be dropped from the dead monsters and could be sold in the store. Therefore, right now, he has 35 magic crystals and 20 wolf spines stored in his inventory. He was hoping they could fetch him a good amount of coins. Hal looked around him and was quite surprised by the level of havoc he had caused. But this wasn't enough for him to clear the dungeon, and he knew exactly what needed to be done. Hal raised his head and looked in a certain direction. "It's giving me the creeps." There was a reason he hadn't been able to clear the dungeon and that was because of the existence of the

A person stepping outside the house in the early of dawn would inevitably be cautious of their movement. Well, they might end up accidentally waking their family members, after all. That was Hal Rodgraim silently opening the door to his home so that his sister wouldn't wake up from her sleep as he was on his way out to perform the daily quest. But, then... "Going somewhere?" "Eh?" "I said, are you going somewhere?" "Ah, actually you see, I was just on my way out to get some groceries." Hal said with a wry smile and sheepishly scratched his head. "You sure?" She said as her eyes formed into slits. "Yh." "I promise I won't be late." Bethany's eyes suddenly turned into circles as she made a puppy face. "Well then, could you get me a Maves Chocolate bar?" Hal displayed a contemplating look "Please!" She said as her eyes became more round. and seemed to get larger. "Ok, ok, I will." "Thanks!" Hal smiled as he walked to his sister and ruffled her ha

The sound of swords cutting flesh, and the sound of heads being ripped off by monsters could be heard, and the smell of blood and gore filled everywhere, this place could have been said to be a battlefield, except the battle was between just twelve Hunters and a horde of monsters, so it could almost be said to be a one-sided massacre. "Retreat!" The voice of Mr. Jack could be heard calling out to the rest of the Hunters, as the monsters were just too many and couldn't be dealt with head-on by just a couple of Hunters; that would be suicide. If they were going to win this thing, they needed a solid plan and fast. "Everyone, head towards that cave." Mr Jack shouted as he pointed towards a cave a couple of feet away from where they were fighting. The rest of the Hunters yielded his call and started running toward the cave while still fending off the monsters. "Ah! No, no!" A Hunter screamed as he was dragged by a monster while running before being torn to pieces by its mates. "

Sharp gazes Tense breaths Expectant hearts. The rest of the Hunters, who had also arrived, looked and held their breaths, in tense expectation of a fight that was supposed to be between an E-rank Hunter and a B-rank Hunter. But could Hal, the E-rank Hunter, actually be called one? Considering the level of skill he showed against the boss monster, which made him seem unfazed, fighting against Sir Jack was a B-rank Hunter with years of experience. But that wasn't true. Hal was thinking of how he was going to combat a B-rank Hunter with years of experience under the belt and proficient use of the Katana blades, with nothing but a pair of daggers. Hal's grip on his daggers tightened. The air between them was charged with something unspoken yet unmistakably dangerous. Sir Jack stood firm, katana still humming from the force of his swing, his eyes locked onto Hal like a predator sizing its prey. The breeze settled, but the weight of the moment did not. Hal’s heart pounded, not