My Destiny To Be Loved By The Villains[part 1 Complete ]

Chapter 97: Struggle (1)

༺ Struggle (1) ༻

"Did you really just catch a few Man-Eating Fish and actually expected me to grade that?"

The student, who had laid out the Demonic Creatures on his ship, turned pale at the cold words that Hatan just uttered.

Among the Demonic Creatures that could be hunted in the surrounding sea, the Man-Eating Fish were considered to be quite high in rank.

But to think that this was the reaction he received.

"It's the Hunter's Night, you know? The. Hunter's. Night. The time when all kinds of Demonic Creatures pop out everywhere. When I was your age, I could beat the shit out of them with my bare hands. Understood?"

"..."

'This crazy fucking boomer.'

Though such a thought crossed the faces of all the students present, unfortunately for them, Hatan was someone who had the skills to justify such a boomer mindset.

It wasn't for no reason that he was the only hunter in history to successfully hunt High-Grade Demonic Creatures by himself.

'...They're all below par.'

Hatan swept back his hair, which was wet from the rain, and clicked his tongue once.

Since it was the Hunter's Night, he thought there would at least be a few people who would achieve some noticeable results. But the result disappointed him.

'...Is there really no one here who can meet my expectations?'

He didn't even expect them to hunt a High-Grade Demonic Creature like he did.

But still, he expected them to hunt those with a decent level, at least.

"W-War Chief! War Chief Hatan!"

To make things worse, this bastard spawned out of nowhere. How could he not be frustrated?

Hatan turned towards the one calling his name, barely suppressing the blood vessels that were about to pop on his forehead.

Krun Ger-Do.

The son of Velua Ger-Do, who always annoyed the shit out of him due to his arrogant attitude in every War Chief Assembly.

"...Here, shouldn't you be calling me 'Dean?'"

It would be a lie to say that his previous behavior didn't factor into his current fury; After all, a terrifying aura began to pour out from Hatan, that was in no way suitable when dealing with a student.

In fact, even Krun, who was stomping towards him in a huff, froze for a moment when seeing such an expression.

'Pathetic bastard.'

After swallowing down such words, Hatan spoke in a voice tinged with irritation.

"What is it, Krun? If it's nothing much, then fuck off."

"T-There are bastards who have committed violence against me, a War Chief successor."

Hatan wiped his face, before sweeping back his hair.

He felt an unbearable headache.

"So? The fuck do you want me to do about it?"

"...What did you just say?"

Krun flinched and took a step back.

It was because killing intent gradually surged from Hatan's eyes.

"Hey, you. Blue Boar Tribe's War Chief successor."

A snarl escaped from his lips.

"If you got the shit beaten out of you, get revenge with your own hands. Solve shit with your own hands, whether it's with those drugs or that criminal syndicate your tribe is so proud of. Don't be pathetic and whine to me for help."