World of Beasts: I Can See Their Hidden Stats! Chapter 265 – Punching Bags

“Hold on, I will think of a way to save you.”

“Oh right, Cloud City. As long as we reach the legendary Cloud City, we will definitely find a way to cure the poison.”

“You must hold on, Hathaway.”

Locke looked at Hathaway, who was lying in his arms with a pale face. The anxiety in his heart was indescribable.

He had never hated himself for being weak like today.

Had he been stronger, then Hathaway would not come in harm's way.

Despite being so young, Locke had already become a Stage 3 Level 7 Beastmaster. He had also contracted ta Divine Dragon, a Wind and Fire Elemental, as well as a two-headed snake. He possessed great potential.

He had even defeated a powerhouse as strong as the Mountain City's lord.

It was definitely worth taking pride in.

However, the mysterious and vicious old man's sudden appearance was like a bucket of cold water being splashed onto Locke's head.

The flame of pride and complacency in his heart was extinguished in an instant.

There was always someone better than him.

In front of the Stage 5 old man, Locke was like an ant. He did not have the ability to fight back.

If he could not even protect the woman he loved, what qualifications did he have to be a man.

'I will remember the three-year promise!'

The burning fire in Locke's eyes made his chest feel like it was about to explode.

'I will definitely head to Dragon Beard Mountain in three years time.'

'Not only will I defeat your so-called final disciple, but I will also make you regret the humiliation you've brought me today!'

Locke clenched his fists, and although his nails had pierced into his palms, he did not feel any pain.

The blood that dripped down from the gaps between his fingers had landed on Hathaway's pale face. It was like a plum blossom on the snow, piercing one's eyes.

“Locke, cough cough… Don't be too hard on yourself.”

“It's not your fault… The old man was way too strong. Stage 5… Stage 5 Beastmasters are powerful existences even in the main city. Cough cough… Don't blame yourself!”

Hathaway used her ice-cold hand to hold Locke, and she forced a miserable smile.

“Don't worry, since he… He made a three-year agreement with you, I… Won't die so easily.”

“You don't need to speak anymore, I understand.”

Locke quickly took off his clothes and put them on Hathaway's body.

A huge change had just occurred in Mountain City. The city Lord was dead, their generals were dead, and most of their Beastmasters had died as well.

The citizens of Mountain City were still clueless regarding the events that had transpired, and Locke had no idea how the situation would develop once the truth had come to light.

A younger Locke might have jumped into action right away.

However, as he was now, he could not care less.

He summoned his Divine Dragon and placed Hathaway on its back.

With a strong gust of wind, the Divine Light Dragon soared into the sky like a sharp arrow.

While navigating their path, Locke constantly exerted his mana to form a warm shield around Hathaway.

He did not want the chilly winds that were caused by the Divine Dragon's high speed travel to injure Hathaway further.

Feeling Locke's familiar aura enveloping her, Hathaway smiled and fell asleep.

Even in her sleep, however, her eyebrows were still tightly knitted together. It was obvious how much pain she was in..

Locke reached out his hand and gently caressed her. He looked at the sky and gently patted his Divine Dragon for it to land.

The Divine Dragon had just experienced an intense battle in Mountain City. The mysterious old man's aura was so powerful that it could not even budge an inch.

The Divine Dragon had also felt how anxious Locke was when Hathaway was injured and poisoned.

As such, no matter how tired it was, it did not make any complaints. It just flew silently, and steadily.

It had even deliberately avoided a downwind that could be ridden, all so that Hathaway would not feel the turbulence.

“You've worked hard.”

Locke patted the Divine Light Dragon's neck and returned it to his System Space to rest.

Before the Holy Light Dragon left, however, it rubbed its huge head against Locke to comfort him.

“Hathaway, hold on a little longer. We'll soon find a place to spend the night.”

Locke gently placed Hathaway on the ground.

Although she had fallen into a coma, Locke continued talking to her.

He hoped that by doing so, he could make her feel better.

Moving her down from the dragon had made Hathaway's steady breathing become heavier. Locke was already very careful, but alas, he still touched her wound.

He reached out and touched her forehead.

'This is bad, she has a fever!'

The Dragon Tooth's poison was too powerful.

Although the old man had made a three-year promise, if Locke could not figure out a way to treat her fever in time, never mind three years, she might not even last three days!

As such, Locke had ordered the Divine Dragon to fly straight to Cloud City.

In the end, however, they needed to land in the wilderness.

Hathaway had a high fever, and this made Locke extremely anxious.

At this time, a battle cry suddenly came from the distance.

A group of people were rushing over while guarding a carriage, and pursuing them, were a group of men in black.

Both sides were wounded, and there were traces of mana to be found on them. It was obvious that both sides had been engaged in battle for a long time..

The Battle Beasts of those from the carriage were mostly bird-types. However, they were all wounded and they could no longer fly.

Only a few small falcons remained, and even then, they could barely support themselves. They constantly fired off skills to block the arrows from the pursuers.

The black-clothed men's beasts were mostly wolf-types. Their movements were neat and well-trained. It was obvious that they were from the army.

Only the army would possess such orderly beasts.

After taking a glance at them, Locke looked away and pretended not to see them.

With Hathaway being so sick, Locke could not afford to let his attention wander elsewhere.

“Help!”

“Warrior, please help to stop them. There will be a reward!”

The moment Locke noticed the carriage, so too did the person within the carriage.

To them, Locke was their life-saving straw and as such, they drove the carriage towards Locke's direction.

“Release your arrows and stop them!”

The black-clothed man who stretched out his hand had also noticed Locke. He assumed that Locke was the carriage's reinforcements and immediately panicked. He quickly shot several arrows at him.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sharp sound of something piercing the air rang out Just from the sound alone, Locke had immediately determined that they had wind magic experts in their midst.

The arrows that were buffed by wind magic were as fast as lightning.

However, as the distance between the two parties were quite far, and since both parties were moving at high speeds, the accuracy of their arrows were slightly lacking.

Moreover, as the carriage was protected by guards and falcons, some of the arrows that were true to their mark were also sent flying.

However, there was no such guardian on Locke's end.

One of the stray arrows had flown towards Hathaway.

“You're courting death!”

Locke stretched out his hand to intercept the stray arrow, and his eyes were overflowing with killing intent.

The battle in Mountain City was one of the most painful and complete failures that Locke had experienced ever since he debuted.

He had no qualms with losing, but as a result of his loss, his lover, Hathaway, had been heavily injured.

He had been holding back the anger in his heart, as in order to take care of Hathaway, he needed to remain calm.

However, the men in black had managed to draw his ire.

Seeing as the punching bags had been delivered straight to his doorstep, Locke saw no reason to reject them.

Locke extended his hand and stared coldly at the men in black before him. He extended his hand and beckoned, summoning his Twin-headed White Jade Snake that had not appeared for a long time.

Chapter end