Chen Yu came out to scout the situation. After great difficulty, he bounced up onto the city wall, only to see Count Bran charging back as if his life depended on it.
"Your Majesty, this is bad!"
"Outside, outside, there's only a wild boar! Such, such a huge wild boar..."
"A wild boar? How big could it be?"
A puzzled bubble rose from Chen Yu.
In his understanding, no matter how large the wild boars in the Swamp were, they should at most be the size of ordinary domestic pigs.
"Big—taller than the Tree Hall! Like a moving wall!"
Seeing Count Bran frightened into such a state, he did not seem to be lying.
Chen Yu grew curious as well and looked toward the source of the noise. Count Bran, meanwhile, cowered behind Chen Yu, only daring to stick out half his head.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
Before long, it sounded as though some prehistoric beast was rampaging through the distant swamp forest. Trees as thick as bowls were easily snapped and flung aside like toothpicks, mud splashed everywhere, and dust filled the air.
Mixed with the sound of trees breaking like dry twigs was a scream that drew closer and closer.
"Ahhh—!!"
"Help! Stop! You stupid pig!!!"
Then, an enormous creature suddenly burst out of the dense forest.
Hiss.
Count Bran's description had not been exaggerated in the slightest this time.
This Wild Boar King was as tall as the Fortress Wall. Its rough gray-black hide resembled heavy armor, covered in mud and shredded leaves. Its two massive curved tusks gleamed with vicious light, and its scarlet eyes held nothing but a frenzied urge to destroy.
Every step it took shook the ground. It was practically a moving mountain of flesh.
And atop that "mountain of flesh," a scrawny Goblin