“Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Batu, a hunter from Poharan City, a two days journey from Count Essen’s Estate. We arrived here yesterday with the intention of hunting Alpins and Algons. I’ve attended this hunt for nearly 20 years. This year’s event is especially big. Probably worth trying. If you have anything you need or something you want to sell, please let me know. Hunting starts in five days, so you’ll need money to lodge and eat until then.”

Batu smiled brightly and pointed to his group’s wares.

Biyeon looked around. Most of the other sellers and buyers carried their conversation in this manner. It seemed that people went from one place to another to sell the things they hunted or to purchase items for their hunting needs.

The hunting of Alpins and Algons seemed to be a regular event. Algons were more terrifying than lions in terms of danger, so their presence created a constant level of fear and danger for the residents. Furthermore, Algons usually moved around in groups of three or four, so they’d be a terrifying existence for anyone living in this area.

Since the season just entered Spring, there was probably a lack of food for many of these breeding beasts, leading them to...