"We not only have to wait until they're alone, but also strike their horn-eyes in one blow. If we miss, we'll have to flee across a thousand mountains. We're not as brave as you, charging in with brute force to kill one with your sword!" The young woman looked peculiar, though she clearly admired my swordsmanship somewhat.
"The Horned Beast is a savage beast from the wilds. It's truly formidable—blades, spears, swords, and halberds can hardly injure it at all. So, little brother, your skill is practically godlike! This is honestly the first time I've seen such incredible technique. It's simply divine!" the middle-aged man said sincerely.
The uncle and niece looked rather plain and honest, and they did not seem to be the sort with many twists and turns in their minds. They made people feel an instinctive fondness and closeness toward them.
"If a male and female appear together, do they possess some special ability?" I asked curiously.
"If a male and female appear together, they'll be even more formidable. One alone is already difficult to deal with, so two are naturally even harder!" the middle-aged man said.
Just then, the Horned Beast's enormous roar suddenly shook the wilderness. One wave followed another, like mountains collapsing and seas surging. The middle-aged man and the young woman stopped in fright, not daring to continue chasing.
I hurriedly stopped as well and asked with a frown, "There seem to be quite a few of them."
"There are indeed! These Horned Beasts are extremely difficult to deal with. And each litter has at least six or seven young. They can feed directly off the land here, so they grow unchecked and threaten the safety of our great city!" the middle-aged man said.
"Were the hunters created specifically to hunt them?" I