A Hunt at Boer Mountain

The hunting competition at the Boer Mountain Hunting Grounds was ultimately organized by the eldest prince, Warner, Kashu dared not express any dissatisfaction, nor could he utter any objections.

After all, compared to Warner, Prince Kashu had lost all prestige in the eyes of these royalty and nobles.

Despite his resentment, Kashu could only suppress it and put on a respectful demeanor.

Seeing her younger brother Kashu's expression, Lennar felt incredibly happy. In stark contrast to her previous icy demeanor, a smile now graced her lips, her captivating eyes making her even more beautiful and radiant.

She sat under the wooden shed with the other noble ladies and young women who had participated in the hunt, drinking tea, enjoying expensive desserts, and chatting and laughing about who would bring back the first game and who would bring back the most game...

One of the noble ladies covered her mouth with her gloved left hand and chuckled, "Is that even a question?"

"It might have been uncertain before, but now that a Desinia lord has participated in this hunting competition... isn't the outcome obvious?"

Few people disagreed with what the noblewoman said. The fear they had felt upon seeing the beast up close had vanished, and they couldn't help but feel excited as they discussed it again.

Someone chimed in, "I don't think there's any suspense about who will win this match."

"Who can rival us in hunting ferocious beasts? Especially when the Lord of Desinia first brought in those beasts, it almost scared me to death."

"I've never seen a tiger or lion this big before..."

"I had seen the lions kept in the palace and thought that was what a wild beast should look like."

"Compared to the great lion that this lord brought, the lion kept in the palace is like a kitten. Not only is it short and thin, but its fur is also not smooth at all. It doesn't have the golden fur of that great lion at all. How beautiful it is!" someone praised.

"Yes, these beasts may look terrifying, but they are undeniably majestic and beautiful, and they are very obedient and well-behaved by the side of the Lord of Desinia ..." a girl said, cupping her face in her hands.

Shamir sat quietly in the corner, nodding in complete agreement.

She couldn't help but recall the image of the White Wolf flirting with the Lord of Desinia and being kissed, and immediately blushed.

The lady, however, strongly objected to this, taking a sip of her flower tea and saying, "A wild beast is still a wild beast; even if it is tamed, it is only temporarily obedient."

"Desinia is young, probably arrogant, and thinks he's invincible. What if one day these beasts stop being so docile and obedient..."

She glanced around, raising an eyebrow with malice in her eyes. "I think Desinia should prepare herself for the possibility of being scratched and torn apart by these beasts."

Upon hearing this, Lennar looked at her—this lady's husband was on good terms with the Marquis Galli, and probably also disliked the Lord of Desinia.

Just as Lennar was about to speak, she heard a weak voice of rebuttal suddenly come from the corner.

"You're talking nonsense! Those beasts will definitely obey the Lord of Desinia!"

Shamir blurted out, and noticing that many eyes were on her, she blushed and raised her voice, "They like Lord Samuel!"

The noblewoman who was refuted immediately turned pale, and was about to speak when someone beat her to it.

Lennar curled her lips into a mocking tone and said, "Madam, you'd better take better care of yourself. What if those beasts no longer obey the Lord of Desinia's orders and bite off your noble head first?"

"Then you won't have a mouth to say these things anymore, what a pity."

The noblewoman's dark face immediately flushed red.

Some of the ladies burst out laughing—watching a joke was part of their social interactions.

Although hunting in the Boer Mountain Hunting Grounds was a place for both men and women to socialize.

Generally, it was the men who went into the mountains to hunt, while the women, dressed in beautiful clothes, sat on the outskirts of the hunting grounds chatting about anything and everything.

Because the hunt lasted almost the entire day, they would each bring food or things they wanted to show off from their homes.

This not only allows one to subtly compare their abilities with the other, but also serves to showcase their status and pass the time.

Moreover, there are many ways to hunt – bows and arrows, javelins, animal traps, slings, nets, and so on.

Therefore, sometimes men need to set traps in advance after entering the mountains and forests, and then order servants or knights to lie in wait for the prey to take the bait.

During this time, they would carry bows and arrows or small javelins to search for traces of other prey.

Whether the prey is shot or killed, or falls into a trap, it is considered a result of the hunt.

After speaking, Lennar ignored the reactions of those around her and got up to walk towards where Shamir was...

Inside the mountain hunting grounds.

Cyrus strolled leisurely with his bow and arrow, His Holiness the Pope walking beside him, while Black Sugar followed behind, lazily swishing his tail.

The Egg Yolk Ice Cream creams scattered and ran off in all directions as soon as they entered the forest.

The Qing Tuan flew slowly above the mountains and forests, occasionally spreading its wings to land on the treetops around Cyrus. Its handsome figure attracted the attention of many people.

However, due to the presence of His Holiness the Pope and the ferocious beast, no one dared to approach and speak with Desinia.

"There's quite a lot of prey in this hunting ground."

Cyrus glanced around and saw a gray rabbit suddenly dart out from behind a tree. However, with withered grass and exposed rocks all around, the rabbit's silhouette was very clear no matter how it ran.

And they would encounter prey again within a few steps.

These prey had no way to hide their tracks in the almost barren forest.

It's clear how many specially raised animals the imperial family released for this hunt; they were practically everywhere.

The rabbit that had just escaped thought it was far from danger and came to a relatively open, withered grassy area. It looked around in panic, trying to find another place to hide.

But the next moment, as the cry of an eagle echoed in the sky, a swift, snow-white shadow swooped down, its sharp claws gripping the rabbit's body and lifting it into the air, a few drops of blood falling onto the dry ground...

Immediately afterwards, the rabbit's carcass was tossed into the servant's basket. After the snow-white, enormous figure flew away, the hunting ground servant, who had been counting the prey, wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

Cyrus did not bring Judas or Ferdinand with him when he came to Boer Mountain for the hunt. He was only accompanied by his furry companions, and there were no other servants or soldiers.

After all, he doesn't need to set traps in the mountains to hunt.

The hunting grounds were used to count the prey by having servants who worked there carry baskets on their backs. Each nobleman who came to hunt would be accompanied by five to ten servants.

Once a basket is full of game, one or two servants will carry it back to the outskirts of the hunting grounds, where knights assigned to nobles will guard it and the game will be counted.

Ten servants followed at a distance behind Cyrus and Segalot, along with two knights.

This is because wild beasts can suddenly appear out of nowhere, carrying their prey with mouths full of blood—no matter how certain that these beasts won't harm anyone, the servants will still be so frightened that their legs tremble and they stumble and fall.

Sometimes it would cry out in fright; its piercing screams even startled Coalball once.

--A large tiger with black and white stripes had two rabbits in its mouth, one front paw raised and forgotten to be lowered, its ears perked up and turned back, its eyes wide open, as if it couldn't believe how this person could have such a loud voice.

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Coalball only wanted to put two rabbits in his basket, but when the tiger approached, the servant scrambled and crawled as if he were about to be eaten.

Cyrus told the servant to take the whole basket of game back first.

When they returned, the servant had changed, and two knights had come along with him. Then the furry creatures would approach the knights and place their prey in front of them.

After a slight initial fear and discomfort, the two knights gradually got used to it. One of them even showed a look of affection when the furry creatures approached, as if he wanted to reach out and pet them.

So far, in the hunting grounds, Cyrus's side has clearly sent back the most baskets, almost without interruption.

The women under the wooden shed were clearly having a much more enthusiastic discussion.

Cyrus hadn't practiced archery much.

He lacks the strength in his arms; he probably couldn't even draw the bow fully. What if he embarrasses himself in front of His Holiness the Pope...?

Apart from His Holiness the Pope, everyone in the hunting grounds was a participant in the competition.

Orville and Archie had long since gone off to hunt separately, and King Gena Kozmo of the Bovell Kingdom had left in one direction after entering the forest.

Cyrus paid special attention and discovered that the direction he left in was exactly the same direction that the Ice Cream and Egg Yolk had run away in.

It seems His Majesty the King truly intended to have Ice Cream.

Lost in thought, Cyrus took an arrow from the quiver on his back, loosely nocked it on the bowstring, and said, "Your Majesty, do you know how to shoot an arrow?"

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Segalot nodded.

Cyrus then handed the bow and arrows to the Pope: "Your Majesty, would you like to give it a try?"

Just as Segalot was about to take it, he suddenly heard a deafening roar like a tiger in the mountains, followed immediately by a chilling lion's roar—

Looking up, the Qing Tuan hovered above a mountain forest.

Just then, a man ran up from not far away; it was Coliford, one of the werewolf trainers that Gena had brought with him.

Cyrus saw him run up, panting, pointing in the direction she had come from, and say, "You... the beast... someone deliberately threw javelins at the White Wolf, but..."

"Speak slowly, there's no rush."

Cyrus seemed calm. He asked, "Someone tried to hurt Ice Cream, but failed, right? Is that person dead now?"

Coliford opened his mouth in surprise, stammering, "Th-th, he's not dead yet, but he's got some serious fear on him..."

He's already wet his pants.

He said, "Lord of Desinia, His Majesty requests your presence. If you don't go soon, that man will surely be killed by your beasts..."

"No, my little darling won't bite dirty things, especially people. What if she bites something unknown and gets diarrhea?"

Cyrus slowly stroked the arrow shaft with her fingertips and said, "As long as the person isn't dead, it's just a scare tactic."

"Now, tell me in detail what happened, we can talk as we walk."

Coliford closed his mouth, swallowed hard, and nodded.

Cyrus turned to Segalot: "Your Majesty, would you mind coming with me to take a look?"

"Of course I don't mind," Segalot said.