Chapter 116: The Legend of Love! Scales of the Heart! (1/3, Please Subscribe)

Cross Town.

This is a town near the 【Beast Forest】.

Due to its proximity to the 【Beast Forest】 and its backing of an exceptionally superior natural environment, the people here logically follow to become hunters.

Almost everyone in the town is a hunter; everyone grew up in nature and is very familiar with various hunting techniques.

A middle-aged man with stubble, wearing a hat similar to a Western cowboy's, walked down the street, dressed in exquisite beast-skin clothing.

The middle-aged man was about thirty-something; although he was slightly older and inevitably showed wrinkles from wind and sun exposure, appearing somewhat aged.

But one could still see that he was absolutely a handsome man in his youth, and now he is a mature, handsome uncle.

He was on his way home.

The roadside vendors saw him and immediately showed a harmonious expression, enthusiastically greeting him: "Isn't this Hank?"

"Have you got any good prey lately? You must sell it to me."

Hank smiled and responded equally generously: "Easy to say; I'll hand the next one over to you. I keep my word."

Hank often met people on the road who greeted him, and many of them he did not necessarily know.

But everyone knew him.

Because Hank was the most skilled hunter in this hunter town; any prey he brought out was never less than excellent.

Hank was precisely Menqi's father.

After greeting people all the way, Hank finally arrived before a relatively large house and pushed the door open to enter.

Creak—

As soon as he entered, he saw his own daughter rummaging for things everywhere, while the wife beside her looked utterly helpless.

Hank casually took off his hat, hung it on the nearby clothes rack, and asked in confusion: "Daughter, what are you looking for?"

Menqi casually closed the wooden cabinet, then went to the drawer on the other side to look for things, explaining:

"I am looking for something with more commemorative value."

"I want to give it to someone."

Hank and his wife Mary exchanged a glance, both showing surprised expressions; they did not expect Menqi wanted to take something to give to someone.

Mary came to Hank's side, lowered her voice, and asked in an ambiguous tone: "Husband, do you think Menqi isn't perhaps..."

Hank scratched his face and said with a bitter smile: "She shouldn't be; Menqi isn't even twenty yet."

Mary snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "I don't know who it was back then, always following behind my butt since childhood."

"And said since childhood that he wanted to marry me."

Hank's expression stiffened; he laughed it off, saying: "That was an accident, an accident."

At this moment, Menqi turned her head and asked Hank: "Dad, what is the best gift you have ever received?"

She really could not think of what to give.

If it were just some ingredients or fruits, it would feel insufficient and meaningless.

Hank crossed his arms, thought for a moment, then pointed firmly at his wrist: "That would naturally be this string of tooth-bones your mother gave me."

A series of neatly arranged teeth were tied to Hank's left wrist; they were from an unknown animal and were as smooth and warm as jade.

Menqi's eyes sparkled; this was the gift she wanted. Decided, she would give this.

"Dad, what animal's teeth are these? I want to get some of these teeth too."

She planned to hunt them herself.

Hank was about to speak but was pulled back by Mary beside him.

Mary looked at the enthusiastic Menqi, sighed, and gently explained: "Menqi, this thing cannot be given just anyone."

"This thing, you can only give to one person; that person must be someone you like and want to spend your whole life with."

In Cross Town, there is such a tradition.

If a woman wants to express her feelings, she will hunt the Dorin Pig in the 【Beast Forest】, take its teeth, and make them into a bone string.

If the man accepts this bone string, it means he is willing to form a pair with the woman.

Precisely because of this, the bone string can only be given to one person.

Correspondingly, after the man accepts the bone string, he must also give the woman something, though there is no strict requirement for such items.

In other words, this bone string is a token of love.

Menqi pouted her lips slightly and carefully recalled her experiences with Luo Ge during this period.

Luo Ge is very powerful; he can easily solve whatever problem arises.

Luo Ge is also very good at cooking; she very much likes the meals Luo Ge makes.

Luo Ge is also very considerate and kind; she feels that getting along with Luo Ge is very comfortable...

Hmm, she indeed wants to stay with Luo Ge forever, so she can always eat delicious food and be happy forever.

Menqi nodded heavily, a sincere expression appearing on her slightly immature face, and she said firmly:

"That's right."

"I indeed want to stay by his side forever."

Mary's mouth opened slightly, wanting to say something more, but this time she was stopped by Hank.

Hank shook his head, then turned to Menqi and said softly: "Daughter, are you sure?"

"If you make this decision, you must carry it out firmly."

"I am sure!"

Menqi had never felt so firm about anything before.

"Good, then I will teach you how to hunt the Dorin Pig."

Hank nodded in satisfaction and handed the bow and arrow hanging nearby to Menqi.

As a father, his duty was to trust his child's choice and help her.

Mary no longer held her back, encouraging, "Mengqi, you must do your best."

Mengqi donned her gear, speaking with firm resolve, "I will surely succeed."

Luo Ge and the others would stay only one more week; she had to finish the bone beads within this coming week.

Night stretched boundless.

The forest at night always evoked a sense of desolation, as if lurking with man-eating beasts, easily stirring fear.

Clear moonlight poured onto the lawn, also falling upon a Doreen boar.

The Doreen boar was a medium-sized wild pig; its fur was pink, and its body bore heart-shaped patterns.

Thus, the Doreen boar became a legend of Cross Town, a symbol of love.

However, the Doreen boar had a short temper and considerable strength, making it hard to capture and carrying certain risks.

Therefore, most people relied on long experience and skill to hunt Doreen boars.

The Doreen boar's limbs were relatively short; due to their laziness, their leg muscles lacked strength.

As long as the fight was prolonged, the Doreen boar would collapse from exhaustion, left at the mercy of humans.

Hank and Mengqi hid in the grass, only two pairs of eyes staring at the lone Doreen boar on the field.

Hank pressed down his hat, glancing at the moon in the sky.

He was quite satisfied.

Tonight the moonlight was bright, which would also aid Mengqi's actions; dim light would easily impair vision.

Even better, this Doreen boar was alone, making it equally easy to deal with.

Hank whispered softly, "Mengqi, are you ready?"

Mengqi held her bow and arrow, half-squatting; her exquisite eyes were full of determination as she nodded slightly.

Relief appeared in Hank's eyes; he patted Mengqi's shoulder and said, "Then go."

"I will watch from the side; if you encounter danger, I will intervene to save you."

This process could only be done by the person involved; otherwise, it would desecrate this sacred symbol.

Hank had already done his utmost.

Then Hank moved to the grass on the other side, letting Mengqi act freely.

Only the Doreen boar remained on the field, along with Mengqi waiting in the shadows.

Mengqi took a deep breath; her Bai Xi hands gripped the bow and arrow tightly, only this giving her a measure of security.

In fact, she had come and gone through this forest many times and was already familiar with it; only today's different purpose caused some emotional fluctuation.

She instinctively grew nervous.

Closing her eyes, Mengqi began to recall the days she lived with Luo Ge and the others; various laughter and joy filled her mind.

She wanted to stay with Luo Ge and everyone!

The next moment, Mengqi opened her eyes; a flash of sharp light passed through her spirited gaze as a gentle breeze brushed her hair.

Suddenly, Mengqi leaped from the grass; mid-air she drew her bow to full draw, aiming precisely at the Doreen boar's left front leg.

Swish—

The sharp arrowhead tore through the air; in an instant the arrowhead sank deep into the leg, firmly embedded within it.

"Roar!"

The Doreen boar roared in pain; its eyes turned blood-red, transforming into a frenzied beast, and the heart pattern on its body twisted.