Chapter 21

༺ The First Letter (21) ༻

I thought I was about to die. I panted as my breathing stopped for a moment.

The last attack was a pure gamble. A strategy that I was not sure whether it would work or not.

It was ‘pretending to be dead.’

In general, ‘pretending to be dead’ was a method that only worked for demonic beasts with low intellect. It was not strange if the plan ended up counterproductive when used against a creature with sharp senses, especially a demonic beast of that level.

Even if you stopped breathing, your heart still beats. The characteristic attributes of a living being weren’t easily concealed. No matter how faint the traces were, creatures with the sharp senses of a demonic beast were still able to distinguish between life and death.

Even so. I pretended to be dead.

While being a demonic beast that looked like the king of the forest, even if he was strong and clever, it’s not like he didn’t have any weaknesses.

The hunting festival is held every year in this forest. If a beast of that size existed, it would have already been dealt with during last year’s hunting festival.

Hundreds of talents from all over the world visit the forest in groups, so where can that giant wolf hide?

If so, that meant that he was still less than a year old. He was too young to stand on the same level as the other vicious demonic beasts, who already made a name for themselves on the continent.

Besides, when I saw how proud he was of his ‘prey’ as he spilled their guts out for his own pleasure, he seemed to be arrogant and a braggart.

Humans or demonic beasts who possess such traits are usually overconfident.

Every time I showed signs of exhaustion, he got even more excited. Presumably, I was the first worthy challenger he had ever met in all his life. As he was about to win against such a foe, his ferity that could not be hidden was bound to be revealed.

So I decided to gamble. If it went on like this, I would die anyway.