Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 2 The Red-spotted Finch Hunter

Herag clearly felt that the moment he stepped into the forest, the surroundings became quiet.

The animals in the forest noticed him as an intruder; the birds and insects that had been chirping hibernated.

Helag slowed his pace, adjusted his breathing, and began searching for his target prey.

Soon, a gray hare appeared ahead.

Herag drew his bow and nocked an arrow: "Deep Blue, activate aim assist."

"Calculating wind speed..."

A blue guide line appeared in his field of vision, and Herag adjusted his shooting angle, aiming at the hare.

call out!

The hare's ears twitched, but before it could jump away, it was shot through the head.

Herag cautiously observed his surroundings, and after confirming that there was nothing amiss, he went to pick up the rabbit.

He picked it up and weighed it; it was about five or six pounds.

He pulled out the arrow, wiped it on the rabbit's fur, and put it back in the quiver for continued use.

"I still have too little control over my body."

Herag felt that he still lacked control over his body and was not stable enough when shooting arrows.

A few minutes later, Herag found his target again.

There are two birds in a tree to the northeast, a pair of red-spotted finches, preening each other's feathers.

Helag held his breath and silently drew back his longbow, the arrow gleaming coldly as he aimed at the red-spotted finches that were showing affection in the tree.

call out!

Killing two birds with one stone!

The arrow pierced the heads of two red-spotted sparrows and strung them together like candied hawthorns.

Red-spotted finches are small and don't have much meat.

There are so many wild animals here that they're practically an overpopulation problem, so naturally no one mentions animal protection.

After an afternoon of fruitful work, Hrag had made a great harvest.

Three hares, seventeen red-spotted magpies, and two fish.

If his body hadn't given out and he hadn't lost the strength to draw the bow, he could have continued hunting.

As dusk fell and the last rays of the setting sun bathed the forest, Herag heard strange roars echoing from the depths of the woods.

He immediately sensed danger and quickened his pace to leave the forest.

At the castle gate.

"You did all of this?" The castle guard stared in disbelief.

"Of course, here's the red-spotted finches you wanted, pay up!" Herag said smugly.

The guard swallowed hard when he saw the string of red-spotted sparrows around Herag's neck, then awkwardly patted his pocket and said, "I'll just buy five."

"Okay." Herag didn't expect him to buy them all; he'd take whatever profit he could get.

The servants in the castle did not receive salaries; they only received bonuses on certain holidays.

The guards were paid, but not much.

Herag returned to the castle laden with his prey, attracting much attention along the way.

"Where did you pick this kid up?"

"It's said that he hunted it himself."

"I prefer to believe that the prey ran into the trees and died on their own."

……

"Old Henry, look what this is!" Herag showed off the rabbit and fish in his hands.

"This..." Old Henry noticed the arrow wound on his prey at a glance and doubted his own eyes.

"These rabbits and fish are for you, consider it payment for borrowing your bow and arrows. Take them to nourish your body. It's better to see the gods later, since they've been there all along anyway," Herag said with a smile as he put down the rabbits and fish.

Old Henry did not refuse, but simply nodded silently, looking at the bow and arrow as if recalling something.

"May I borrow this bow and arrow for a few more days?" Herag asked.

Old Henry seemed a little dazed and responded somewhat slowly, "It's yours."

"Huh? You're giving it to me?" Herag knew that this longbow was old Henry's most prized possession, and he was just giving it to him like that?

Old Henry waved his hand: "Take it, I can't open it anyway. It's always good for an old man to have someone to use it."

After returning to his hut, Herag began skinning the rabbits and dealing with a bunch of red-spotted finches.

By the time he finished his work, it was already dark. On the fire, he was roasting a rabbit and a few red-spotted magpies, and he had kept a fish in a basin, planning to eat it in a couple of days.

Seasonings are scarce in this world, so Hrag found some common spicy wild herbs in the forest and took some salt from the salt shaker to rub on and eat it.

Rabbits take a long time to roast, while red-spotted sparrows don't have much meat and cook very quickly.

Herag picked up a red-spotted sparrow and took a bite. The taste wasn't as sour as he had imagined; instead, it was exceptionally fragrant and crisp. It seemed the guard was right; the red-spotted sparrow was indeed very delicious.

"Food that matches your constitution has been detected. Consuming 150 Red-spotted Sparrows will increase your strength by 1 point."

Herag was startled when he saw the message on the chip.

What is the concept of a little bit of strength? With just a little bit of strength, he can go from a weakling to a superman.

This world is indeed extraordinary; there was no such food in my previous life that could drastically change one's constitution just by eating it.

The castle has official knights, and it is said that one official knight can easily deal with dozens of ordinary people.

Baron Buck is a Grand Knight, said to possess extraordinary powers.

Herag had never seen it with his own eyes, and having only been in this world for a few days, he always thought these were just rumors that were getting more and more outrageous.

But now, he's starting to have more ideas.

After showing off the red-spotted sparrow and the hare, Helag finally felt full for the first time.

"It feels so good to be full." He lay down on the bed contentedly and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, after finishing his work, Helag once again shouldered his longbow and went into the forest.

This time, the objective was clear: to hunt only the red-spotted finches.

At the same time, he was also paying attention to the various plants in the forest, many of which did not exist in his previous life and he could not identify them.

Whenever he encountered a new plant, he would cut a small piece, rub it on the back of his hand, and wait a moment. If there was no unusual reaction, he would lick it on his lips to let Deep Blue analyze its components.

After a few days, Herag actually discovered a plant that could increase physical fitness.

"A food that matches your constitution has been detected and named Red Leaf Bracken. Eating 10 kilograms of it can increase your constitution by 1 point."

In seven days, Hrag ate two hundred red-spotted finches and fifteen pounds of red-leafed ferns.

"Check your current physical status."

"Hrag Merlin: Strength 1.4, Agility 0.6, Constitution 1.4, Spirit 1.2."

After eating 150 red-spotted sparrows, eating more had no effect; it seemed his body had developed a resistance.

Red fern is extremely unpalatable, especially bitter, but Herag forced himself to eat it in order to become stronger.

He also discovered that after his strength and physique each increased by a point, his agility automatically increased by 0.1, while his spirit remained unchanged.

Herag clenched his fist, feeling the explosive power lurking within him.

During this time, Helag gained some fame because he always returned with a full load every time he went hunting.

He thus earned the title of "Red-spotted Finch Hunter".

Each time it returned from the forest, it was adorned with a string of red-spotted finches, hence its name.

"Helag, come out here!" Old Henry's long voice came from outside.

(End of this chapter)