abnabooks Chapter 30: Messed With The Wrong Guy
Chapter 30: Messed With The Wrong Guy
Chapter 30: Messed With The Wrong GuyThe next few hunts went as smoothly as the first, and in just two hours, Hal was able to slay five Blue-hide Boars.
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A modest-sized ball of flame roared through the air, raising the temperature around it as it flew toward the scrawny crook, exploding violently upon impact.
The blast instantly destroyed the man's shield and consumed his arms a moment later.
"Hiiih!!" the bandit shrieked, quickly dropping his ruined shield and flailing his burning arms in a desperate attempt to extinguish the fire.
The bald man's heart began to race as he charged faster, desperation driving him to try and push Hal off his feet with his cracked shield.
They might have messed up in choosing their target today!
'How the hell is this brat a one-star student?!' the trio's leader cursed inwardly.
Unfortunately for him, right after forcing the scrawny man out of the fight, Hal immediately began running, keeping a safe distance as he fired another [Weak Mana Blast], completely shattering the bald man's shield.
"You forced me, brat!!" the bald man desperately threw his spear at Hal after a momentary setback.
But he missed...
Realizing that they had no more means to defeat the young wizard, the bald man froze, beads of cold sweat forming on his back.
"P-Please, young wizard... we're just doing this to earn enough money to live... I-I have two children at home, please, you have to—"
Before he could finish begging, however, Hal hit him in the chest with another [Weak Mana Blast], then fired at his last remaining standing comrade.
Hal was stuck in a dilemma for a good few moments after defeating the bandits, juggling his attention among the three struggling crooks.
He wanted to turn them in, but unfortunately, he didn't have the means to tie them up and drag them back to town.
'Should I...kill them?'
In the end, Hal couldn't take a human's life...yet. His chest grew heavy at the mere thought of it.
He also chose not to rob them, thinking he would be no better than them if he did.
And so, after fighting a brief internal battle, he simply left them behind, grabbing the thick vine rope and dragging his quest items back to the city with a heavy, confused heart.
He still wasn't sure what he should have done with the three, fully aware they could rob others in the future.
"Sigh..."