The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 545

Chapter 545 Archery Practice

Karl released arrow after arrow, clearing the area of boars with ease, as he picked the closest targets first and worked his way into the distance.

"So, you could fight with a bow as well? That is wonderful. But where did all these powerful friends come from? I've never seen a group of intelligent beasts like this outside of their own nation." The Satyr asked.

"They are with me. It's a bit hard to explain, but I can call on their assistance when I need it." Karl replied vaguely.

After the wall of flaming vortexes, and Hawk evolving right next to the farm, there was no way that they were going to be able to hide the fact that he had at least a few beasts with him, but Karl didn't want the locals to panic.

Of course, the Satyr likely wanted to know where the Lamia had come from as well, but that discussion could wait. Karl didn't know if he was going to have to grab his team and bolt in the next hour or two, especially now that the Oracle had been dumped in their laps by a furious Emperor whose pet Haint had run away.

The bow had a range of nearly two hundred metres, but in a matter of only a few minutes, there were no more boars to be found anywhere within that range. The overnight fight was coming to an end as the sun rose fully into the sky, and the second day's damages were becoming visible in the distance.

It wasn't as bad as the first morning. The invaders had mostly ignored the empty houses, and the ones that had smelled good enough to pillage had been attacked the first night.

So, while there was extensive damage to the farms and crops, it wasn't as severe as many had feared.

As the fighting died down, the Oracle made his way back to Karl, who had called everyone but Thor, Hawk, and the bodyguards back into his space.

They could remain out for now, as nobody was going to forget that Hawk existed. Plus, he was huge now, and flying was an entirely different experience when he could ride on much larger wind currents and updrafts.

Before, he could soar on the wind, but now, he could simply tweak his feathers and float in the sky. His new body weighed very little, and his [Ghostfire Body] skill allowed him to fly without using his feathers at all.

Like so many magical beasts, he could now use his magic to keep himself aloft, and not just his body.

[I may have to abandon mice as food. But now, regular sized boars are mouse sized bites. Is this what they call an existential crisis?] Hawk pondered as he lazily floated above the fields.

[Is it like growing up and finding out that your favourite little rodents that struggled so prettily in your web are no longer a satisfying meal? I completely understand. It's a tragic loss, but there will be others that put on as good of a show.] Rae consoled him.

That cheered Hawk up at least a little bit. Even the Giant Boars were now small enough to be valid hunting targets for the massive Ghostfire Thunderbird body that Hawk had evolved into, but deep in his instincts, there was still that urge to go for the small and defenceless rodents.