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Time for the next chapter of Dawn of Courage. (Warning: contains mild language)
It was the day of the King’s Hunt Festival. All over Gem Ridge Kingdom the various elves were excited for the most important event of the year. The various elven clans were eager to participate so they could win the prizes that the event provided. Despite the excitement, everyone knew that the threat of Muu still lingered over their heads. But they were confident enough in the protection King Jean was providing to feel relaxed enough to enjoy the event.
The party was making final checks to their equipment and supplies. They knew today was the day and they were ready for it.
Sir Reginald said, “Okay, looks like we’re all ready to go. King Jean will be escorting us to the King’s Hunting Grounds, which is a special forested area on a floating chunk of earth and rock not far from this city. When we get there we’ll learn about the rules of the King’s Hunt Festival and what pairs we’ll be divided up into for which nobles.”
Van tapped his front hoof, saying, “I think we’ve got everything ready.”
Nova heaved a sigh, “I can’t believe none of you realized something. We’re going to be separated into groups, right? And who does all the cooking, hmm?”
The party went silent for a moment before their eyes widened in surprise.
“By the Goddess!” Zeeker exclaimed. “We didn’t realize that! You’ve done all the cooking for our group, Nova! That means the rest of us have to cook for ourselves!”
Nina placed her face in her palm, sighing, “I completely forgot about that. Only Nova and Angelo know how to cook anything decent, though Angelo’s skills are geared more toward his species. Thus whoever gets partnered with Nova is going to luck out big time. I hadn’t thought of that.”
Nova rolled his eyes, “I figured as much. Which is why I spent the time preparing for this.” He took out several wrapped lunchboxes, each with a name on them, “Here, this’ll do for a start. I’ve made special sandwiches for everyone and stashed them away until this event. Note that these will only get you through the first day. You’ll have to figure out what to do from there, but at least it’ll buy you some time until you iron out a strategy. Everyone gets a different set of sandwiches that I’ve labeled. You can thank me later. For now, hold onto these so you can feed yourselves during the first day of the event.”
The party’s eyes went wide before they broke into warm smiles. They each graciously took a prepared lunchbox with their names on them. Nina gently embraced Nova and kissed him on the cheek.
“You’re the best, Nova, you know that?” she said warmly. “Thank you for thinking ahead and preparing us something to start us off until we figure out what to do afterward.”
Sir Reginald nodded, “Yes, thank you, Nova. You’re always looking out for us. You’re a good man and a true friend.”
Nova blushed, “It’s not much, just something to start you off until you figure out what you need to do later. I wonder if this event will allow us to eat our catches? After all, I doubt everyone has packed meals that’ll last them through the whole event, right?”
Kettu nodded, “That’s a fair assessment. I would assume that, because this event is similar to a survival game, we will be allowed to eat our catches as long as we keep some for the event itself. After all, like you said, not everyone is going to have prepared meals for the full two and a half days we’ll be spending on this hunt. I don’t know much about the King’s Hunt Festival but I would assume that it’s okay to eat your catches as long as you leave enough to use for the scoring part of the event. Guess we’ll find out shortly.”
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Sir Reginald walked over and opened it up, revealing a maid.
“Pardon me,” she said. “But His Majesty requests your presence in the throne room. The time is upon us.”
Sir Reginald nodded, “Yes, thank you for informing us.” He turned to the party, “Team, let’s move out. It’s time to put our survival skills to the test and ensure that Muu doesn’t harm a hair on the heads of the elven nobles.”
The party nodded and started to make their way to the throne room. They soon arrived and got into a bow before King Jean. Shortly afterward Cain appeared and did the same.
King Jean said, “Good, all of you look ready to go. I will personally take you to the King’s Hunting Grounds. My son, Lance, will be participating in the event. We have also set up a means of dividing you up evenly and fairly to the various nobles that’ll be present. Cain, the one you will protect will be decided afterward. If everyone is ready we can begin.”
Everyone nodded in agreement, standing up and gave King Jean the okay.
“Now, let us begin. Teleport!”
King Jean, his son Lance, the party, and Cain all vanished in a flash of light. They soon reappeared in an unknown location. It was a large floating chunk of land that had an extremely dense sea of trees fenced in by magical barriers. Where they were standing was the only real open area, with several knights, large tents, and other such stands set up. Soon several more people appeared, all of them being various types of elves with knights or guards. After a few minutes the last of the participants arrived, allowing King Jean to stand up on a podium so he could address the various elven clans.
“My fellow elves!” he stated. “It is time for the most important event of the year. The King’s Hunt Festival! Now, because of the threat of Muu we have taken extra precautions for this event. The Demon King’s champion party, along with another strong warrior, have volunteered to act as protection during the event. We will determine which noble gets which party members in a moment. But first we need to go over the rules like usual. The rules are simple. First off, no two parties can directly attack each other. Doing so results in disqualification and your respective clans will be punished for it. You also cannot interfere with another group’s hunt, nor steal their prey in any shape or form. You can, however, work together to take down larger and/or more numerous prey so long as you divide the spoils evenly. Also, since every elven noble here has a familiar you are welcome to use them to aid in your hunts. But like with their masters they cannot engage in any fight between themselves, which will result in disqualification. Now, with that taken care of, let’s begin the process of selecting which noble gets which group of Demon King’s champion party members.”
A knight wheeled out a decent-sized machine that looked a lot like a slot machine. After putting it into place he flipped the switch, activating it.
King Jean continued, “The groups will be chosen by lotto. To ensure fairness and prevent any favoritism we have built this machine to provide 100% random results. There are three slots: the first two will contain the eight party members of the Demon King’s champion party, symbolized by an icon, while the final slot will determine the noble that will get the pair of party members. The results of the machine are final so there will be no arguing against it. Now, let us begin. I’ll engage the machine.”
He pulled a lever that caused the three slots to start rotating. Eventually the first one landed on a sword symbol, the second one landed on a fox head, and the third landed on a volcano symbol.
“The first match has been completed. Sir Reginald and Kettu will be partnered up with Vulcan of the Lava Elf Clan. Sir Reginald, Kettu, please proceed to your designated noble.”
Sir Reginald and Kettu took a moment to observe which noble was which before making their way to a young adult male noble and his small pack of knights. He had tanned skin, bright orange eyes, hair that looked like it was made of molten rock, a strong body, and was wearing protective armor. He held out his hand to Sir Reginald.
“Greetings, Sir Reginald and Kettu,” he said. “My name is Vulcan, the young lord of the Lava Elf Clan. I hope we can work together on winning this event.”
Sir Reginald returned the handshake, saying, “A pleasure to meet you, Lord Vulcan. We will do our best to serve you on this mission. Let us give it our all and prevail.”
“Music to my ears.”
King Jean said, “Now, we will decide the next group.”
He pulled the lever again, causing the slots to rotate again. Soon the first one landed on a bow symbol, the second one landed on a phoenix head, and the third landed on a tree symbol.
“The selection has been made. Nova and Lady Nina will assist Juniper of the Wood Elf Clan. Nova and Lady Nina, please proceed to your noble.”
It took a moment for the duo to find their noble but they eventually did, walking up to him. He was a rather ruggedly handsome elf with peach skin, light green eyes, brown hair that looked like tree roots, a lithe frame, and was wearing light yet durable clothes and armor. He held out his hand as the duo approached him.
“A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Nova and Miss Nina,” he said. “My name is Juniper, the young lord of the Wood Elves. I hope we can work well together so we can win this event. I feel extremely secure knowing that I have the Demon King’s champion assisting me.”
Nova shook his hand, saying, “We will do our best, sir. And I’m flattered you say that about me. We will do everything we can to win this event for you.”
Nina nodded, “Count on it.”
Juniper smiled, “Just what I wanted to hear. Thank you very much.”
King Jean said, “Now, time to make the next selection.”
He pulled the lever again, causing the slots to rotate again. Soon one landed on a horseshoe symbol, one landed on a frog symbol, and the last one landed on a raindrop symbol.
“The machine has made its selection. Van and Prince Angelo will be assisting Sapphira of the Aqua Elf Clan. Please proceed to your designated noble.”
It took a moment before Van and Angelo found their designated noble. She gave a polite bow as they approached. She had pale skin, a somewhat curvy frame, bright blue eyes, blue hair that flowed like water, a sweet face, and was wearing durable clothing.
“A pleasure to meet you,” she said in a polite tone. “My name is Sapphira, lady of the Aqua Elf Clan. May our quest together bring us good fortune and win the event.”
Van and Angelo bowed, saying, “We’ll do our best, Lady Sapphira. Let us ride to victory.”
King Jean said, “Now it’s time for the final selection. While we already know which party members it will be we still need to determine the noble they will be protecting. I’ll engage the machine.”
He pulled the lever one last time, causing the slots to spin. The first one landed on a hyena head, the second one landed on a butterfly wing, and the third landed on a grass symbol.
“The final selection has been made. Zeeker and Elizabetta will be assisting Mayfair of the Grassland Elf Clan. Please proceed to your designated noble.”
It took them a moment but the duo eventually found their designated noble. She gave a polite bow as they approached. She had fair skin, pale grey eyes, long green hair that reached her waist, a nimble frame, and was dressed in durable clothing.
“It is a pleasure to meet you,” she said. “I’m Mayfair, lady of the Grassland Elf Clan. I hope we can work together and come out on top of this competition.”
Zeeker nodded, “We will do everything we can to assist and protect you, Lady Mayfair.”
“Sounds good to me.”
King Jean said, “Okay, now that the various Demon King’s champion party members have been distributed, we will now perform the second lotto. As I said before, another man has volunteered to assist us. This next drawing will determine which noble he will be assisting. Bring out the machine.”
Another machine was rolled out, looking like a bingo machine. Shortly afterward a handful of ping pong balls was dumped into it before it was sealed up.
“Like with the slot machine this machine’s results are 100% random. Each ball is the same size and weight and the selection process will be final. Time to engage the machine.”
He pushed a button, causing the ping pong balls to start flying around inside the dome. After a moment one of them entered a tube in the center and rolled out, revealing a cloud with a lightning bolt symbol.
“The selection has been made. Cain will be protecting Stormfly of the Thunder Elf Clan. Cain, please head to your designated noble.”
It took him a moment but eventually Cain found his noble. The young noble bowed as he approached. She had fair skin, bright yellow eyes, matching shortcut hair, a lithe frame, and was dressed in durable clothes.
“Hello, Mr. Cain,” she said. “I’m Stormfly, lady of the Thunder Elf Clan. I hope we can work well together to win this competition.”
Cain replied, “I will do everything in my power to ensure victory and your protection, miss.”
“Sounds good to me.”
King Jean then said, “Okay, with the final selection process complete we can begin the King’s Hunt Festival. There are five blocks in the King’s Hunting Ground, with various monsters and beasts residing it them. You must kill and capture these creatures in order to gain points for the event. We will now provide you with the means of capturing and storing your catches.”
Several knights handed out large sacks, each of them containing countless clear ball-shaped capsules.
“These Capture Capsules will not only store your catches, but also preserve them and give you the point total of each beast or item inside it. The points range is from ten to 500, depending on the monster breed in question. Now, with this the King’s Hunt Festival can officially begin! Groups, prepare to enter the King’s Hunting Grounds and begin your hunt! You have two and a half days to complete your quest! Good luck and stay safe! Now… BEGIN!!!”
The various groups charged into the dense sea of trees, ready to begin the hunt. The air was thick with anticipation and excitement as the various groups began searching for their choice prey.
Nova, Nina, Juniper, and the handful of knights that were with them were looking around in Block 3, trying to find their first target.
Nina smiled, “I’m so glad you and I got paired up, Nova. Talk about luck of the draw.”
Nova chuckled, “Oh, I don’t think it was luck, Nina. It was fate. But we can flirt with each other later. Right now we have work to do.”
Juniper quirked an eyebrow, “Wait? ‘Flirt’? Are you two dating? I thought the Phoenix Clan never dated outside of clan.”
Nina huffed, “My people are, frankly, idiots, as the only reason why my kind don’t date, much less marry, outside of clan is for very petty reasons. I won’t get into it as we have other priorities to focus on. But Nova and I are an item. We’re engaged, to be exact, and I couldn’t be happier. Nova has been the best thing to ever happen to me and I will stand by his side until my dying breath. He helped free me from my gilded cage and allowed me to spread my wings and fly freely. So I’m forever devoted to him like he is to me. But time for that later. Right now we need our first prey.”
Nova said in a hushed voice, “And I think I just found it.”
He pointed ahead, causing the group to crouch for cover. Just up ahead was a Candy Porcupine. However, its body was a pastry brown color, its quills were cherry red, and its eyes were clear. It hadn’t noticed the group yet as it munched on some chestnuts.
“Good eye,” Juniper whispered. “We need to get it. Not only is that Candy Porcupine a rare breed but its quills will give us bonus points. I’ll explain more about that after we catch it. But we need to ambush it before it scurries off.”
Nova held out the Demon King Ring, saying, “I got this. Ifrit Mode.”
The Demon King Ring adjusted itself, now set to Ifrit Mode.
“Death!”
He fired a burst of ghastly energy at the unsuspecting Candy Porcupine. When the energy struck the monster it was engulfed in a skull-shaped energy. When the attack ended the Candy Porcupine flopped to the ground, dead.
“Good thinking, Nova,” Nina smiled. “Since the Demon King Ring can replicate any spell or skill it makes it a very useful tool in this event.”
Juniper nodded, “Indeed. I’m even more glad I got partnered up with you two. Now…” He took out a Capture Capsule, “Capture Capsule activate!”
He threw the sphere at the dead monster. When the capsule struck the monster it opened up by splitting its two halves, turned the Candy Porcupine into an energy ball, and sealed up around it. It then clunked to the ground before locking, followed by what looked like a set of numbers forming on the top half. Satisfied, Juniper walked out and picked up the Capture Capsule, looked it over, and smiled.
“Nicely done. This Candy Porcupine is a rare breed: a Cherry Pie Candy Porcupine, which alone is worth 250 points, but since each quill is worth an extra five points it increased the total by 270, giving us a total of 520. That’s pretty good for a first catch.”
Nova quirked an eyebrow, “Wait, what? A ‘Cherry Pie’ Candy Porcupine? I knew they came in different flavors, so to speak, but I never heard of one that was flavored after a baked good. And you mention it’s a ‘rare breed’. Does that mean there are other Candy Porcupines like this one?”
Nina nodded, “Yes, Nova. As you know Candy Porcupines come in various flavors. The same applies to Candy Crickets. However, there are a few rare breeds of those creatures that come in more ‘special’ flavors like baked goods. Those are considered even bigger delicacies than their normal counterparts. They’re also worth a lot more on the market. So it makes sense that a Candy Porcupine like this one would be worth more points since it’s a rarer, more exotic breed, even for edible monsters.”
Nova went wide eyed, “That’s… a surprising thing to learn. I knew that Candy Porcupines came in other flavors but I didn’t know it extended past various candies. By the way…” He then examined the Capture Capsule, quirking an eyebrow, “Hmm… these Capture Capsules remind me a lot of Poké Balls from the Pokémon franchise, as they function very similarly, albeit with some differences. Hmm… curious. And I know what you’re going to ask and I say don’t bother. It’s a game franchise from Earth, where I’m from.”
“I see,” Juniper said, clearly a bit puzzled. “Anyway, we got our first catch thanks to you. Now, let’s put this Capture Capsule into the bag and move on, as we’ve got more prey to hunt.”
He put the now occupied Capture Capsule into the bag with the rest of them. The group then started to go in deeper into the thick forest. However, little did they know that someone was lurking near the back end of the floating hunting grounds.
Eoleo struggled to climb up and over the ledge but he eventually managed. He slipped through the fence, gave himself a chance to catch his breath, but smirked.
“So, this is the famous King’s Hunting Ground, huh?” he grinned. “And I know that pink-haired punk is in here. Along with lovely Nina. It’s time to prove my superiority to that human and win the ultimate prize. Along with some nice bonuses in the forms of rare monster breeds. I’ll eat like a king and Nina will be by my side. Just you wait, human, as I’m coming for you and I’ll finally prove that you are second-rate at best when compared to a vastly superior species like me.”
He charged into the woods, ready to enact his plan, no matter what it took.
Next Chapter: Hunting Essentials
That's all for today. The King's Hunt Festival arc is in full-swing. Who will win? Tune in next time to find out.
The King’s Hunt Festival
It was the day of the King’s Hunt Festival. All over Gem Ridge Kingdom the various elves were excited for the most important event of the year. The various elven clans were eager to participate so they could win the prizes that the event provided. Despite the excitement, everyone knew that the threat of Muu still lingered over their heads. But they were confident enough in the protection King Jean was providing to feel relaxed enough to enjoy the event.
The party was making final checks to their equipment and supplies. They knew today was the day and they were ready for it.
Sir Reginald said, “Okay, looks like we’re all ready to go. King Jean will be escorting us to the King’s Hunting Grounds, which is a special forested area on a floating chunk of earth and rock not far from this city. When we get there we’ll learn about the rules of the King’s Hunt Festival and what pairs we’ll be divided up into for which nobles.”
Van tapped his front hoof, saying, “I think we’ve got everything ready.”
Nova heaved a sigh, “I can’t believe none of you realized something. We’re going to be separated into groups, right? And who does all the cooking, hmm?”
The party went silent for a moment before their eyes widened in surprise.
“By the Goddess!” Zeeker exclaimed. “We didn’t realize that! You’ve done all the cooking for our group, Nova! That means the rest of us have to cook for ourselves!”
Nina placed her face in her palm, sighing, “I completely forgot about that. Only Nova and Angelo know how to cook anything decent, though Angelo’s skills are geared more toward his species. Thus whoever gets partnered with Nova is going to luck out big time. I hadn’t thought of that.”
Nova rolled his eyes, “I figured as much. Which is why I spent the time preparing for this.” He took out several wrapped lunchboxes, each with a name on them, “Here, this’ll do for a start. I’ve made special sandwiches for everyone and stashed them away until this event. Note that these will only get you through the first day. You’ll have to figure out what to do from there, but at least it’ll buy you some time until you iron out a strategy. Everyone gets a different set of sandwiches that I’ve labeled. You can thank me later. For now, hold onto these so you can feed yourselves during the first day of the event.”
The party’s eyes went wide before they broke into warm smiles. They each graciously took a prepared lunchbox with their names on them. Nina gently embraced Nova and kissed him on the cheek.
“You’re the best, Nova, you know that?” she said warmly. “Thank you for thinking ahead and preparing us something to start us off until we figure out what to do afterward.”
Sir Reginald nodded, “Yes, thank you, Nova. You’re always looking out for us. You’re a good man and a true friend.”
Nova blushed, “It’s not much, just something to start you off until you figure out what you need to do later. I wonder if this event will allow us to eat our catches? After all, I doubt everyone has packed meals that’ll last them through the whole event, right?”
Kettu nodded, “That’s a fair assessment. I would assume that, because this event is similar to a survival game, we will be allowed to eat our catches as long as we keep some for the event itself. After all, like you said, not everyone is going to have prepared meals for the full two and a half days we’ll be spending on this hunt. I don’t know much about the King’s Hunt Festival but I would assume that it’s okay to eat your catches as long as you leave enough to use for the scoring part of the event. Guess we’ll find out shortly.”
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Sir Reginald walked over and opened it up, revealing a maid.
“Pardon me,” she said. “But His Majesty requests your presence in the throne room. The time is upon us.”
Sir Reginald nodded, “Yes, thank you for informing us.” He turned to the party, “Team, let’s move out. It’s time to put our survival skills to the test and ensure that Muu doesn’t harm a hair on the heads of the elven nobles.”
The party nodded and started to make their way to the throne room. They soon arrived and got into a bow before King Jean. Shortly afterward Cain appeared and did the same.
King Jean said, “Good, all of you look ready to go. I will personally take you to the King’s Hunting Grounds. My son, Lance, will be participating in the event. We have also set up a means of dividing you up evenly and fairly to the various nobles that’ll be present. Cain, the one you will protect will be decided afterward. If everyone is ready we can begin.”
Everyone nodded in agreement, standing up and gave King Jean the okay.
“Now, let us begin. Teleport!”
King Jean, his son Lance, the party, and Cain all vanished in a flash of light. They soon reappeared in an unknown location. It was a large floating chunk of land that had an extremely dense sea of trees fenced in by magical barriers. Where they were standing was the only real open area, with several knights, large tents, and other such stands set up. Soon several more people appeared, all of them being various types of elves with knights or guards. After a few minutes the last of the participants arrived, allowing King Jean to stand up on a podium so he could address the various elven clans.
“My fellow elves!” he stated. “It is time for the most important event of the year. The King’s Hunt Festival! Now, because of the threat of Muu we have taken extra precautions for this event. The Demon King’s champion party, along with another strong warrior, have volunteered to act as protection during the event. We will determine which noble gets which party members in a moment. But first we need to go over the rules like usual. The rules are simple. First off, no two parties can directly attack each other. Doing so results in disqualification and your respective clans will be punished for it. You also cannot interfere with another group’s hunt, nor steal their prey in any shape or form. You can, however, work together to take down larger and/or more numerous prey so long as you divide the spoils evenly. Also, since every elven noble here has a familiar you are welcome to use them to aid in your hunts. But like with their masters they cannot engage in any fight between themselves, which will result in disqualification. Now, with that taken care of, let’s begin the process of selecting which noble gets which group of Demon King’s champion party members.”
A knight wheeled out a decent-sized machine that looked a lot like a slot machine. After putting it into place he flipped the switch, activating it.
King Jean continued, “The groups will be chosen by lotto. To ensure fairness and prevent any favoritism we have built this machine to provide 100% random results. There are three slots: the first two will contain the eight party members of the Demon King’s champion party, symbolized by an icon, while the final slot will determine the noble that will get the pair of party members. The results of the machine are final so there will be no arguing against it. Now, let us begin. I’ll engage the machine.”
He pulled a lever that caused the three slots to start rotating. Eventually the first one landed on a sword symbol, the second one landed on a fox head, and the third landed on a volcano symbol.
“The first match has been completed. Sir Reginald and Kettu will be partnered up with Vulcan of the Lava Elf Clan. Sir Reginald, Kettu, please proceed to your designated noble.”
Sir Reginald and Kettu took a moment to observe which noble was which before making their way to a young adult male noble and his small pack of knights. He had tanned skin, bright orange eyes, hair that looked like it was made of molten rock, a strong body, and was wearing protective armor. He held out his hand to Sir Reginald.
“Greetings, Sir Reginald and Kettu,” he said. “My name is Vulcan, the young lord of the Lava Elf Clan. I hope we can work together on winning this event.”
Sir Reginald returned the handshake, saying, “A pleasure to meet you, Lord Vulcan. We will do our best to serve you on this mission. Let us give it our all and prevail.”
“Music to my ears.”
King Jean said, “Now, we will decide the next group.”
He pulled the lever again, causing the slots to rotate again. Soon the first one landed on a bow symbol, the second one landed on a phoenix head, and the third landed on a tree symbol.
“The selection has been made. Nova and Lady Nina will assist Juniper of the Wood Elf Clan. Nova and Lady Nina, please proceed to your noble.”
It took a moment for the duo to find their noble but they eventually did, walking up to him. He was a rather ruggedly handsome elf with peach skin, light green eyes, brown hair that looked like tree roots, a lithe frame, and was wearing light yet durable clothes and armor. He held out his hand as the duo approached him.
“A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Nova and Miss Nina,” he said. “My name is Juniper, the young lord of the Wood Elves. I hope we can work well together so we can win this event. I feel extremely secure knowing that I have the Demon King’s champion assisting me.”
Nova shook his hand, saying, “We will do our best, sir. And I’m flattered you say that about me. We will do everything we can to win this event for you.”
Nina nodded, “Count on it.”
Juniper smiled, “Just what I wanted to hear. Thank you very much.”
King Jean said, “Now, time to make the next selection.”
He pulled the lever again, causing the slots to rotate again. Soon one landed on a horseshoe symbol, one landed on a frog symbol, and the last one landed on a raindrop symbol.
“The machine has made its selection. Van and Prince Angelo will be assisting Sapphira of the Aqua Elf Clan. Please proceed to your designated noble.”
It took a moment before Van and Angelo found their designated noble. She gave a polite bow as they approached. She had pale skin, a somewhat curvy frame, bright blue eyes, blue hair that flowed like water, a sweet face, and was wearing durable clothing.
“A pleasure to meet you,” she said in a polite tone. “My name is Sapphira, lady of the Aqua Elf Clan. May our quest together bring us good fortune and win the event.”
Van and Angelo bowed, saying, “We’ll do our best, Lady Sapphira. Let us ride to victory.”
King Jean said, “Now it’s time for the final selection. While we already know which party members it will be we still need to determine the noble they will be protecting. I’ll engage the machine.”
He pulled the lever one last time, causing the slots to spin. The first one landed on a hyena head, the second one landed on a butterfly wing, and the third landed on a grass symbol.
“The final selection has been made. Zeeker and Elizabetta will be assisting Mayfair of the Grassland Elf Clan. Please proceed to your designated noble.”
It took them a moment but the duo eventually found their designated noble. She gave a polite bow as they approached. She had fair skin, pale grey eyes, long green hair that reached her waist, a nimble frame, and was dressed in durable clothing.
“It is a pleasure to meet you,” she said. “I’m Mayfair, lady of the Grassland Elf Clan. I hope we can work together and come out on top of this competition.”
Zeeker nodded, “We will do everything we can to assist and protect you, Lady Mayfair.”
“Sounds good to me.”
King Jean said, “Okay, now that the various Demon King’s champion party members have been distributed, we will now perform the second lotto. As I said before, another man has volunteered to assist us. This next drawing will determine which noble he will be assisting. Bring out the machine.”
Another machine was rolled out, looking like a bingo machine. Shortly afterward a handful of ping pong balls was dumped into it before it was sealed up.
“Like with the slot machine this machine’s results are 100% random. Each ball is the same size and weight and the selection process will be final. Time to engage the machine.”
He pushed a button, causing the ping pong balls to start flying around inside the dome. After a moment one of them entered a tube in the center and rolled out, revealing a cloud with a lightning bolt symbol.
“The selection has been made. Cain will be protecting Stormfly of the Thunder Elf Clan. Cain, please head to your designated noble.”
It took him a moment but eventually Cain found his noble. The young noble bowed as he approached. She had fair skin, bright yellow eyes, matching shortcut hair, a lithe frame, and was dressed in durable clothes.
“Hello, Mr. Cain,” she said. “I’m Stormfly, lady of the Thunder Elf Clan. I hope we can work well together to win this competition.”
Cain replied, “I will do everything in my power to ensure victory and your protection, miss.”
“Sounds good to me.”
King Jean then said, “Okay, with the final selection process complete we can begin the King’s Hunt Festival. There are five blocks in the King’s Hunting Ground, with various monsters and beasts residing it them. You must kill and capture these creatures in order to gain points for the event. We will now provide you with the means of capturing and storing your catches.”
Several knights handed out large sacks, each of them containing countless clear ball-shaped capsules.
“These Capture Capsules will not only store your catches, but also preserve them and give you the point total of each beast or item inside it. The points range is from ten to 500, depending on the monster breed in question. Now, with this the King’s Hunt Festival can officially begin! Groups, prepare to enter the King’s Hunting Grounds and begin your hunt! You have two and a half days to complete your quest! Good luck and stay safe! Now… BEGIN!!!”
The various groups charged into the dense sea of trees, ready to begin the hunt. The air was thick with anticipation and excitement as the various groups began searching for their choice prey.
Nova, Nina, Juniper, and the handful of knights that were with them were looking around in Block 3, trying to find their first target.
Nina smiled, “I’m so glad you and I got paired up, Nova. Talk about luck of the draw.”
Nova chuckled, “Oh, I don’t think it was luck, Nina. It was fate. But we can flirt with each other later. Right now we have work to do.”
Juniper quirked an eyebrow, “Wait? ‘Flirt’? Are you two dating? I thought the Phoenix Clan never dated outside of clan.”
Nina huffed, “My people are, frankly, idiots, as the only reason why my kind don’t date, much less marry, outside of clan is for very petty reasons. I won’t get into it as we have other priorities to focus on. But Nova and I are an item. We’re engaged, to be exact, and I couldn’t be happier. Nova has been the best thing to ever happen to me and I will stand by his side until my dying breath. He helped free me from my gilded cage and allowed me to spread my wings and fly freely. So I’m forever devoted to him like he is to me. But time for that later. Right now we need our first prey.”
Nova said in a hushed voice, “And I think I just found it.”
He pointed ahead, causing the group to crouch for cover. Just up ahead was a Candy Porcupine. However, its body was a pastry brown color, its quills were cherry red, and its eyes were clear. It hadn’t noticed the group yet as it munched on some chestnuts.
“Good eye,” Juniper whispered. “We need to get it. Not only is that Candy Porcupine a rare breed but its quills will give us bonus points. I’ll explain more about that after we catch it. But we need to ambush it before it scurries off.”
Nova held out the Demon King Ring, saying, “I got this. Ifrit Mode.”
The Demon King Ring adjusted itself, now set to Ifrit Mode.
“Death!”
He fired a burst of ghastly energy at the unsuspecting Candy Porcupine. When the energy struck the monster it was engulfed in a skull-shaped energy. When the attack ended the Candy Porcupine flopped to the ground, dead.
“Good thinking, Nova,” Nina smiled. “Since the Demon King Ring can replicate any spell or skill it makes it a very useful tool in this event.”
Juniper nodded, “Indeed. I’m even more glad I got partnered up with you two. Now…” He took out a Capture Capsule, “Capture Capsule activate!”
He threw the sphere at the dead monster. When the capsule struck the monster it opened up by splitting its two halves, turned the Candy Porcupine into an energy ball, and sealed up around it. It then clunked to the ground before locking, followed by what looked like a set of numbers forming on the top half. Satisfied, Juniper walked out and picked up the Capture Capsule, looked it over, and smiled.
“Nicely done. This Candy Porcupine is a rare breed: a Cherry Pie Candy Porcupine, which alone is worth 250 points, but since each quill is worth an extra five points it increased the total by 270, giving us a total of 520. That’s pretty good for a first catch.”
Nova quirked an eyebrow, “Wait, what? A ‘Cherry Pie’ Candy Porcupine? I knew they came in different flavors, so to speak, but I never heard of one that was flavored after a baked good. And you mention it’s a ‘rare breed’. Does that mean there are other Candy Porcupines like this one?”
Nina nodded, “Yes, Nova. As you know Candy Porcupines come in various flavors. The same applies to Candy Crickets. However, there are a few rare breeds of those creatures that come in more ‘special’ flavors like baked goods. Those are considered even bigger delicacies than their normal counterparts. They’re also worth a lot more on the market. So it makes sense that a Candy Porcupine like this one would be worth more points since it’s a rarer, more exotic breed, even for edible monsters.”
Nova went wide eyed, “That’s… a surprising thing to learn. I knew that Candy Porcupines came in other flavors but I didn’t know it extended past various candies. By the way…” He then examined the Capture Capsule, quirking an eyebrow, “Hmm… these Capture Capsules remind me a lot of Poké Balls from the Pokémon franchise, as they function very similarly, albeit with some differences. Hmm… curious. And I know what you’re going to ask and I say don’t bother. It’s a game franchise from Earth, where I’m from.”
“I see,” Juniper said, clearly a bit puzzled. “Anyway, we got our first catch thanks to you. Now, let’s put this Capture Capsule into the bag and move on, as we’ve got more prey to hunt.”
He put the now occupied Capture Capsule into the bag with the rest of them. The group then started to go in deeper into the thick forest. However, little did they know that someone was lurking near the back end of the floating hunting grounds.
Eoleo struggled to climb up and over the ledge but he eventually managed. He slipped through the fence, gave himself a chance to catch his breath, but smirked.
“So, this is the famous King’s Hunting Ground, huh?” he grinned. “And I know that pink-haired punk is in here. Along with lovely Nina. It’s time to prove my superiority to that human and win the ultimate prize. Along with some nice bonuses in the forms of rare monster breeds. I’ll eat like a king and Nina will be by my side. Just you wait, human, as I’m coming for you and I’ll finally prove that you are second-rate at best when compared to a vastly superior species like me.”
He charged into the woods, ready to enact his plan, no matter what it took.
Next Chapter: Hunting Essentials
That's all for today. The King's Hunt Festival arc is in full-swing. Who will win? Tune in next time to find out.