"No, dad. I'll come back soon so please get a little more rest."

"It's fine. I'll only be waiting for a little."

Mr. Song got up and put on his working clothes.

"Oh…It's not Jaehw.a.n.g."

"No, it's me. I'll do some planting…"

He thought he heard his son and Jaehw.a.n.g's voices from out of the window so Mr. Song got so excited and came outside. Jaehw.a.n.g then shows up in his baseball cap and walks towards Mr. Song.

"Hi, Granddad."

"Jaehw.a.n.g, what were you doing this early?"

Jaehw.a.n.g politely greeted Mr. Song who then noticed his clothes. He was wearing a black baseball cap and was covered in dirt, it looked like he's been running all night. He looked at him in surprise as soon as he noticed the compound protection on his back as well as the traditional hunting belt on his waist.

"You were out all night?"

"Yes."

Mr. Song started to worry. Jaehw.a.n.g's father was a very strong person and a skilled hunter at that so there was no need to be concerned but, Jaehw.a.n.g was only 18 years old. Even hunters needed someone by their side to help them when they are out hunting wild animals. There's no other hunter his age in the village for him to take and that made him anxious.

"There are no phones to use in case of emergency, but always be careful."

"Yes, I'm always careful. I did find the pigs but because I went alone, it was a bit challenging."

"Oh…Is that so."

Mr. Song's concerned look was soon overtaken by relief. Jaehw.a.n.g and his father would hunt pigs together ever since he was young. He was confident at his skills but hunting alone was not a good idea, he couldn't even consider it. He was just relieved that at least he wasn't bleeding from anywhere.

"I'm going to the farm. Do you want to come with me, Jaehw.a.n.g?"

"Um…Well…"

He scratched his head thinking that he couldn't just let his aging granddad work on the farm alone. Mr. Song's son then stopped him by shaking his head. He knows that Jaehw.a.n.g was not just simply hunting pigs, he's doing this for the farm and now he needs some rest.

"I'll do it, I'll go get ready."

Mr. Song looked pleased. He lost his parents at an early age and he seemed to hurt both on the outside and the inside. He recovered and then came up to this mountain alone despite appearing to be very sad and lonely.

But now, he could hunt again with a healthy body and he looks happy. Jaehw.a.n.g scratched his head with a troubled look.

"But… Granddad…"

"Yes?"

"We're going to need some people..."

"Huh?"

***

They gathered the strong men living in the neighborhood for a.s.sistance. All the adults and children were able to go down the mountain for lunch

"A little more strength!"

"Ugh….It's so big…."

The giant pigs that were tied around the tree were being carried down the mountain with the help of the other strong volunteers. The village's old men, ladies, and young children then watched in awe for every animal that they would bring into their settlement.

"Oh, wow… How much does it weigh?"

"...This is really tiring.."

"It's really big. It has to be about 300 Kilograms."

"Look at this…"

They brought about 11 pigs down to their village. The last one proved to be quite difficult to bring down.

The female pig looked like it could easily weigh over 100 kilograms.

Mr. Song were talking with a police officer from the side.

"He did a good job."

"Of course. Sir… This is great but... We would like the hunting area to be made spotless."

Mr. Song laughed at the policeman in response.

"Someone in the neighborhood could get hurt. But maybe you could take some of the meat back to the police station… You could take some home to your family"

"Well… It has been a long time since I had something greasy. Hha."

"Right. And you can come to my house and I'll prepare it. But, I have to talk to you about something..."

"Go on…"

In the city there are jobs that you won't believe but, inthe middle of a country-like mountain there aren't many choices. There was on police station and one police corporal constable. There not even any government officials in the mountain.

"What's that? There were so many wild pigs that you caught. We need someone like you living here."

"Thanks, sir. There are no slaughterhouses or BBQ places here to help."

"Haha, the police station gladly helps."

He was only 18 years old, how could he have catch all those pigs. He looks over towards Mr. Song to ask a question.

"Did he really catch them all by yourself?"

The police officer said as he looked at the dead giant pigs. It seemed unbelievable. This is not something that an 18 year old can do. It's even incredibly hard for an adult to catch 1 wild pig an he caught 11 pigs.

But no he's seeing it right in front of his eyes..

There were arrows stuck in the head of the wild pig and the body was very clean. There were not a mark on his hunting gear and he was spotless, suggesting that it did not take a lot for him.

Aiming for the head is not the usual way of hunting for wild pigs. That would be the best place for a human but, the thigh and the head is where to aim for a wild animal. Especially because the pigs have their bulldozer-like head-b.u.t.t so a person would have to be very careful. If a mistake is made then the shot could bounce off and the person can get hurt while the pig just gets angrier.

That's what experienced hunters would mainly do while also aiming for the lungs and heart… and the leg. That being relatively easy to aim for and a little dangerous. However, the pigs they were taking down the mountain are braindead.

"That kid is amazing."

"Ah… Yes, that kid…"

The policeman nodded his head. In this neighborhood, if the deputy didn't know then he's like an agent. He may not have seen it personally but, he could see that Jaehw.a.n.g has excellent skills.

The officer then came by their house.

"Don't mind it."

"It's fine. But, your son…"

"I've noticed that he went out hunting but he doesn't look hurt at all."

"Is he okay?"

The police officer said with a concerned look.

"He's a strong kid, he's okay."

"True."

"Hmm… Over here?"

"Right, that's it."

In the entrance of Mr. Song's house were two paintings hanging on the wall. Two teen girls with pale white skin stood in the entrance of the house and looked around inside. They were both pretty but their looks don't match the atmosphere of the country.

"Are you really going to sleep there?"

"Yes, after my granddad falls asleep. I'll go back up the mountains and do some more hunting after dark… Have you seen it?"

"Of course."

Said the girl that was standing before him as the other girl who stood behind her smiled and nodded while the other talked. Even she had seen it. 11 adult pigs being carried down the mountain… The pigs were much bigger than them, it was nothing they have ever seen before.

Even though it was a time where a monster could come out of nowhere, they seemed like normal city girls that you'd seen on TV. Instead of seeing a monster come out, what they had just seen in front of their eyes was the most exciting thing they've ever seen.

"Was it hard? Weren't they so big?"

" I don't really know. They were big but… I haven't been here in awhile."

There was another place located at the bottom of the mountain, thats where Mr. Song's granddaughters came from. They were naturally fitting in well and they got to see something amazing for the first time. Instead of going back to hunt the pigs tonight, he'll just sleep at Mr. Song's house.

"Are you a hunter?"

"No, but he's only one year older than us, he can't be a type of Gagseog"

He won't settle here for long, they didn't know much about him. They asked him if he was a hunter and looked as if they doubted the possibility. It was a commonly known fact that a type of hunter wouldn't be so young.

Of course it's not there were never any young Gagseogs that existed.

Naturally born Gagseogs and Dabauzers didn't do the same things at the same age but they both would appear. However, Dabauzers are very rare. They were different from them and the Beyondoes, they were blood descent and didn't have many skills.

The Dabauzers and Beyondoes departing point in the beginning ruined their n.o.bility among n.o.bles.

That was not simple development. Beyoendeos barely started to gain one common skills when the Gagseogs were at the save. But, Debauzers took the high rank for special skills and real skills 2-3 at a time.

The subject had changed and their interest was back on the pig hunting once again.

They told him that he's the most special and interesting person that came into this boring place.

An Injured Child 1, The end.