Cat-Eared, Beast-Tailed Girl = Pettable? 4/4

"Bang!"

Samael activated Medusa's Shield and staggered backward.

The demon boar that crashed into the earthen-yellow light wall was like being headbutted by a charging bull, sliding backward for dozens of meters, its four hooves plowing deep furrows in the ground, before finally convulsing and crashing to the ground.

The monster's two sharp fangs were broken in the middle, half of its cheek was deformed, its face torn open, and blood gushed out, making it look quite miserable.

The fatal wound, however, was the arrowhead that pierced through the eye socket and protruded from the back of the skull.

This was the very arrow Atalanta had just used to break through the Original Demon Boar's divine rune defenses; by sheer chance, it had become the monster's death warrant.

"Are you alright? Are you okay?"

However, once she realized what was happening, the Huntress rushed to Samael immediately, anxiously questioning him while stroking his sternum, cheeks, and other parts of his body.

"Cough, if I get my revenge this time I touched that 'sex', I'll be fine..."

Samael blinked, coughed lightly, and smiled.

"Bang!"

Atalanta realized she had lost her composure and snapped out of it. She immediately withdrew her hand, but then, still not satisfied, she raised her hand and slapped Samael on the head, letting out a low, cold snort.

"I'll settle the score with you when we get back! You..."

"Haha, the Calydonian Hunt is over! What are you all waiting for? Let's cheer for our victory!"

Samael immediately chuckled and changed the subject.

Coming to their senses, the heroes struck their shields one after another, surrounding the towering corpse of the Calydonian Boar and chanting the name of Atalanta.

As participants in this hunt and those who ultimately triumphed, they can proudly and confidently introduce their role.

"It was clearly your job to defeat this demonic boar, you brat. I won't steal your credit."

The Huntress pulled Samael aside and pursed her lips, letting out a soft hum.

Samael paused for a moment, then turned to look at the corpse being examined by the heroes, and asked with a half-smile.

"Who can break the divine markings?"

"I..."

"How did the Demon Boar die?"

"An arrow piercing the brain..."

Who shot the arrow?

"I..."

"So you see, whether you look at it from the perspective of merit or the perspective of the fatal blow, you are the mastermind behind this, and I am at most an accomplice."

Hearing Samael's humorous analogy, Atalanta felt indebted and somewhat obsessed with making amends. She smiled helplessly and gave up, then, to ease her conscience, she set out her conditions.

"Alright then, I'll accept this for now."

"Big Sister is awesome! She's successfully wiped out the Calydonian Boar!"

"Stop! Tell me what reward you desire, and I can take this opportunity to ask King Calydon."

"Can I ask you for it?"

"Sure, just name whatever you want, as long as it's within my power..."

"Tail! I want to touch Big Sister's tail!"

The ancient serpent image was finally revealed, its eyes gleaming with an intense obsession with achieving a certain goal.

"Smack!"

But then, without fail, he received another slap on the head.

"Tsk, is that not allowed?"

"Can..."

"So even if... wait, what did you say, boss?"

I said yes.

"Really?"

"Well, seeing how hard you've tried, I'll reluctantly agree to your request."

"No problem!"

"And this is a one-time exception; there will be no next time!"

"I promise!"

Upon hearing Atalanta's agreement, Samael was filled with joy and nodded hastily, his heart pounding with delight. He then eagerly inquired further.

"So when do we start?"

"Go back, you idiot! Do you want me to do this for all these people to see?!"

The Huntress's forehead veins bulged, and she exuded a strong aura of malevolence. The grinding sound of her teeth became increasingly clear.

Samael assured him that if he dared to push his luck any further, the lioness, pushed to her limit, would pounce and tear him apart.

However, being alone, cat ears, animal tail, and being petted—just thinking about it is exciting!

"Tch, can't you be a little more ambitious? You could have anything you want—martial arts, armor, Magic Potion, or wealth—but you have to make such a pointless request!"

Atalanta was not easily able to calm down, but when she saw someone's inscrutable smile, she immediately became furious and gritted her teeth inwardly.

But in an instant, the Huntress recalled the lavish scene of that sacrifice, and her lips twitched, her heart aching.

With the favor of the Goddess Athena, he really doesn't need those things.

However, I'm not bad either!

If I offer the whole Calydonian Boar as a sacrifice to Lady Artemis, she will surely bestow upon me something more.

Atalanta secretly adjusted her mindset, then looked towards the towering, mountain-like corpse with excitement and trepidation.

The Huntress stroked the bright red bristles and supple hide of the Original Demon Boar, then bent down, drew her knife, and began to dissect her boar's spoils, collecting the most precious fur and heart.

"Stop! We were the first to spot our prey!"

At that moment, two familiar faces led a group of people out of the bushes, blocking Atalanta's way and shouting arrogantly.

"The Calydonian Boar have been rampaging for over ten days, and have been spotted dozens of times. If they had been discovered earlier, it wouldn't have been your turn, would it?"

Samael stepped forward, casually slapped away the two old men's claws, and frowned with a cold snort.

"Don't try to deny it! We not only found it, but we also launched an attack, causing it serious damage. You're the ones who benefited!"

The elder replied impatiently, but his eyes lit up when he saw what Atalanta was holding.

"We didn't suffer any injuries from the Demon Boar when we dealt with it!"

Samael slammed his spear to the ground, his brow furrowed in fury as he roared.

"You can insult us, but you cannot insult the heroes who sacrificed themselves here to eliminate the Beast Calamity for Calydon! Nor can you slander the hardships these warriors endured!"

Immediately, the heroes around who were injured or had lost their companions felt the most intensely, and each of them glared at these bastards who were trying to take the fruits of others' labor.

After capturing the Calydonian Boar and Atalanta taking its key parts, even if they suffered some casualties, they could at least save face and gain some benefits along the way.

Now, those two old coffin-heads across from us, with just a few words, have taken away the spoils of war. They've lost so many people, and they're going back empty-handed. Won't they be laughed to death?

Who cares about these scraps of meat? We're only after that girl and the most precious thing she has!

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, the eldest son was about to speak in a huff when his eyes turned and reflected two strange, deep red and black colors, and a sense of madness and arrogance spread through his heart.

"What are you looking at! I said it's me, and that's who I am! What, you pack of hounds who came looking for me by the smell aren't satisfied with just a few bones?"

Seriously, are you comparing us to hunting dogs for Calydon?! You were the ones begging us to come here!

The calm heroes were enraged, not to mention the proud Twin Swordsmen and the hot-tempered Caenis.

"We're just taking back what's rightfully ours, don't go too far!"

Samael stood before the remains of the monster with righteous indignation and a glint in his eyes. The heroes, whose anger was gradually being aroused, also couldn't help but argue angrily.

"Enough, you bunch of mad dogs! I'll crush your bones and break your legs, then see if you dare bark again!"

The uncle, who was relatively mild-mannered, had a more fiery temper and pointed at the heroes, cursing them angrily.

"Gentlemen, Meleager arriving soon. As long as we don't let those two steal the goods before then, the That King will surely make a just judgment!"

As a "righteous and rational" snake, Samael raised his hand to remind everyone, signaling the heroes to defend their spoils.

"You want to wait for Meleager to come? You want to complain? I'll kill you right now!"

Two members of the Calydon Demigod Family, their eyes bloodshot, grinned and brandished their spears. Caught off guard, several heroes were slashed with wounds.

"This old bastard dares to try and kill us, does he really think we're easy prey? Damn it, let's get him!"

A roar, seemingly from nowhere, reached everyone's ears, igniting the heroes' fury.

"You bunch of spineless cowards, try and touch us!"

The two noble royal relatives were very tough and arrogant, and they raised their heads to strike again.

But at that moment, the heroes' faces were contorted with rage, and spears, shields, and longswords rained down in a chaotic barrage.

The two noble royal relatives Britannia shouted, but their cries were quickly drowned out by the muffled sounds of bones breaking and tendons cracking.