Everything about the situation was completely beneficial to him, Noah had to just give some pointers when they planned their hunts and he would gain part of the profits.
It must be said though that his situation was quite peculiar.
The Hunters' guild had to choose between letting Noah roam free in low-danger zones and harm the work of all the weaker hunters or forcefully bring him in dangerous missions where his life was on the line.
In order to maintain a peaceful environment inside the guild, they had to give some free rewards to Noah or else he would have continued to hunt rank 3 magical beasts.
Like that, time passed, and the number of rank 4 creatures on which Noah used his spell increased, with their joint work, Kurt's group managed to complete two hunts per month.
It was impossible to hide Noah's improvements during that period of time.
His skin became whiter and his aura colder, it seemed that he was going to transform into a piece of ice.
Only Noah knew that the cold aura exuded from his body was caused by the type of "Breath" of the darkness element that he was absorbing.
"Vance, today the wine it's on you! That damned pig broke my stick!"
Newton exclaimed.
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Kurt's hunting group was in a forest near the border of the Utra country.
They had just vanquished a pack of Iron-tusks boars and the rank 4 specimen had destroyed Newton's weapon in the process, thus being named "pig" by him.
One year had passed since the events with the Shrinking elephant and the hunting group had successfully killed twenty-seven rank 4 creatures in that period of time.
Of course, Noah had used the Blood drain spell on each of them.
Noah's gaze was lost, he was deep in thought and didn't hear Newton's words.
He was carefully inspecting his body with his mental energy, quantifying the "Breath" that he had just absorbed and calculating how much nourishment it could give.
"Vance, are you alright?"
The others in his group noticed his unusual behavior and Kurt gave voice to their worries.
Noah came back to reality and saw that the other six hunters were staring at him with confused gazes.
"I think I will have to skip the next mission. It seems that I need to stabilize my gains for a while before I can use again my cultivation technique. Don't worry though, it's nothing too serious. I should be fine in one month."
The hunters nodded at his words.
Unorthodox techniques were dangerous, they needed to be trained carefully and the cultivator had to stop at the first sign of instability or he could irremediably hurt himself.
"Sure, take your time. We will just go hunt slightly bigger packs in the meantime, my body was getting rusty with all this safety first after all."
Kurt said with a laugh and patted Noah's head before turning on the path back to the Royal city.
Noah didn't even notice that gesture since his focus had gone back on his body.
'This "Breath" and a couple of nights of training should bring me to the peak of the third rank! Finally, after one year and a half of time spent hunting, I can attempt on the breakthrough to the heroic ranks!'
He masked his excitement with his usual cold expression and then went after the others in his group, it was finally time for his body to reach the fourth rank.
Chapter end
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