The Primal Hunter

Reading over the contract, it became clear the man was giving extremely favorable terms to them, seeking to only take a flat fee for high-value items and a small percentage on lower-priced goods, though he did emphasize his belief that nothing below epic-rarity would be sold at the Auction simply due to the volume of items gained from the Treasure Hunt.

As for why Sultan was so interested in a deal… well, besides him being a businessman, that is, was that apparently, the Auction held some special implications and opportunities for merchants. If the World Congress was the arena of the politically minded and social classes, the Treasure Hunt the arena of the fighters, then the Auction was the event with the most opportunities for merchants.

Sultan had received a quest that was more or less just about selling a lot of things, and he would be competing against others. Miranda did not believe they could beat out the larger factions simply due to the sheer quantity of items to sell a city like Sanctdomo had, but if Jake agreed to use Sultan for some of his higher-rarity items, she did believe Sultan could do well. Of course, she would have to get some more benefits from the man if they helped him succeed in a quest, but Miranda suspected he already knew that.

“Lillian, is the report in from those who wish to sell through Haven?” Miranda asked the other woman in the room. While it was clear primarily items from the Treasure Hunt would be sold, some held valuables not from there. Even from some who did not participate in the Hunt at all, Phillip being one such example.

“Most of them,” Lillian answered as she brought over another stack of papers. “Neil and his party will sell through Haven, and a lot of the unaffiliated D-grades have also chosen to do so. Additionally, we have received thirteen requests to gain permanent residence from participants in the Hunt… which is all of those who returned but two.”

“Hm, thoughts?”

“I do not believe there are many downsides to additional D-grades within the city, and if we wish to increase the average power level of Haven, it would be highly beneficial. The more we have, the more will also come by as there will be more skilled crafters and more opportunities to find hunting parties and ways to sell and procure materials for everyone,” Lillian answered.

“You’re right,” Miranda agreed. “Just have some basic tests done; maybe ask Silas to help.”

Miranda didn’t really have much more to do right away as she had spent the last few days before the Hunt hectically planning for her own absence. They were told the Treasure Hunt would last ten days, and while many had suspected there would be some kind of time-dilation going on due to the length of it and the constant threat of beasts, no one had known. Hence she had been on the safe side.

“Additionally, the sculp-“

Lillian was interrupted by a knock on the door. Miranda was surprised as they hadn’t planned on anyone coming but equally as much that they heard it at all due to the enchantments meant to obscure sound.

She sighed as she waved her hand, and the door opened as Jake stood there, being the only one she would suspect of for some reason sneaking into the main office of Haven. Well, that or an assassin, but it would be an odd strategy to knock first if it was an assassin.

“Hey Miranda, Lillian, anything interesting happened I need to be aware of, or can I leave for a while?” he promptly asked.

“Only some minor things related to the Auction,” Miranda answered just as promptly, knowing not to mince words or ask unnecessary questions.

She gave him a quick rundown, and Jake agreed without much hesitation to allow Sultan to sell some stuff for him. He didn’t specify what, but Miranda was sure she would find out in due time. There were also a few additional minor points, and she asked him his opinion on giving what was effectively citizenship to the D-grades who had applied.

“Sure, why not?” he just said with a shrug. “Just kick them out if they get annoying.”

“Duly noted,” Miranda said with a smile. “Where are you heading off to anyway?”

“Where the Court of Shadows is located. Sky-something. Ah, for that, I wanted to ask if you had any idea where it is, and also… would you happen to have a spare bow lying around?” Jake asked.

“I think asking Neil about directions would be a good idea as he has been working on the long-range teleportation circles, and as for a bow, maybe check in with Sultan as he no doubt possesses some,” Miranda answered, internally wondering why he would need a new bow.

“Thanks. If there is nothing else, I’ll be off. I reckon we\'ll meet next in the Auction,” Jake said as he prepared to leave.

“Are you going to Skyggen to visit family?” Miranda asked, failing to hold her curiosity back.

“Yeah, Caleb more or less ordered me to go, and it is about time to visit, so it makes no sense delaying,” Jake confirmed.

“Alright, have a nice trip. I still have the communication skill to contact you if anything comes up, so I will make sure to keep you updated on major events,” Miranda said, getting a nod of approval from Jake.

They said their goodbyes as Jake left the room, his presence disappearing as soon as he left the office.

“Didn’t you say he seemed down when you visited him just a few hours ago?” Lillian asked, confused.

“He was, and he still is,” Miranda shook her head. It was just what her gut told her, and she felt like she had interacted enough with Jake to detect it. But he was better now than before for sure.

“Either way, can you fetch Hank about the plans for expansion?” Miranda asked Lillian.

“I believe he is busy with that young man who visited the temple with Lord Thayne a while back,” Lillian answered. “They seem to be working on some kind of odd monument, and I am truthfully not certain what it is about, but according to the young man named Chris, it should be related to the Malefic One, Lord Thayne’s Patron god.”

Miranda nodded as she already felt a slight headache come on from whatever they were doing. She seriously doubted it could be anything that wouldn’t give her massive annoyances and the cause of many issues…

Jake had quickly located Sultan courtesy of the large floating ship, which also acted as his store. The merchant had quickly sold him a rare bow for level 120 and above, which was far worse than his old bow, but it was made solely with resilience in mind without any fancy effects. He did also have an epic bow for level 100 and above, but Jake preferred the rare one. It wasn’t the best, but it was all he had for now.

He did ask him if he had any idea on fixing his broken bow, but Sultan said that anyone else but the original craftswoman would find it difficult if not impossible after his own transmutation of it. He wasn’t even sure that the woman named Maria who had made it could fix the bow. Sultan instead recommended Jake dismantle it and reuse some of the materials, such as the two gems. It was a bit disappointing, but Jake took his words to heart and saved the broken pieces for later use. Now, he would just hope that a good bow would be sold at the Auction.

Before he had gone to meet Miranda, Jake had also had a good chat with Sylphie. To his surprise, she had wanted to split up as she wanted to go hunt and grow stronger. He felt a strong sense of inferiority from her, and she had seemed a bit sad at how little she had been able to help against the Monarch of Blood. There really wasn’t any need for her to feel like that as she was already up there with the strongest on Earth, but she clearly still wasn’t satisfied.

Needless to say, Jake wasn’t going to get in her way. Her parents were also not in Haven – likely out hunting too – so that probably only added to her sense of competitiveness. So, before Jake had even made it to Miranda’s office, she had taken off towards the forest like the zooming little hawk she was.

He would lie if he said he hadn’t hoped to take her with him, but he wasn’t going to tell her what to do. Well, at least he could now look forward to hearing about her progress during the Auction. Ah, who was he kidding, they still had their connection that allowed some communication, and he had barely managed to exit Miranda’s office before she gave him the absolutely essential update on a funny-looking tree she had found and couldn’t break with her whooshy wind.

Next up, he headed for the Fort where Neil was. The guy was still working on teleportation gates and had gone far enough to have one connect Haven and the Fort, which meant it only took a few seconds on a teleportation circle and some mana to travel the distance. Not that it would have taken him long without, but there was still like a hundred and fifty kilometers or something.

Finding Neil in the Fort wasn’t hard either, as he was working on an even larger circle in his own house of sorts, which was more like a large warehouse or gymnasium. Jake had to respect his grit as the space mage had only been out of the Treasure Hunt for a few hours and was already straight back to work. In fact, he seemed even more filled with fervor than before when Jake saw him in his sphere.

Jake knocked on the door, and a second person in the house opened it. Jake hadn’t seen a young lad before, and the guy seemed terrified upon seeing Jake stand there as he just froze. He stood there for a solid second before collecting himself, invited Jake inside, and directed him towards Neil. Probably an assistant or something.

Walking into his practice room, Jake saw a lot of half-made magic circles and small devices he didn’t recognize.

Neil looked up as he detected Jake and promptly greeted him. “Ah, hey there!”

“Hi,” Jake said, giving a half-hearted wave as he was too busy inspecting the room.

“I have to know, who won?” Neil asked as he stopped doing whatever he was doing.

“Not me,” Jake just answered. Even if the Sword Saint couldn’t be said to have won either, Jake had sure as hell not come out victorious.

“Oh,” Neil said, turning the situation far more awkward.

“Anyway,” Jake said, changing the topic. “Looking for some way to know the direction of Skyggen as I am going there, and Miranda said you might have something.”

“Ah, sure!” Neil exclaimed, happily changing the topic as he waved his hand and took out a small metal disc that looked like a compass.¨

“This is a copy of the Spatial Compass tied to the receiver circle I gave to Skyggen during the World Congress. Just infuse a bit of mana, and it will display an arrow,” Neil said, as he also took out a small metal cube. “Also, if you are going, can you bring this with you? It is a small storage cube containing some research and improved coordinates and directions to syncing our teleportation circles. With hope, we can soon have a permanent teleportation circle connecting our two settlements.”

“Why not,” Jake agreed as he got both of the items. He instantly used the compass and saw it did indeed display an arrow just like a regular compass.

“One more thing,” Neil said. “Want a boost on the way? I can send you a few thousand kilometers the right way without any problems. Ah, but it will be a bit random, and I can’t tell for sure where you will appear.”

Jake shrugged. “Sure thing, would be nice getting there faster.”

“Great!” Neil smiled, muttering as he led Jake into another room with a circle already prepared. “I have been hoping to test the cost and challenges associated with teleporting someone substantially more powerful than myself…”

Less than a minute later, Jake found himself standing on a magic circle as Neil made some small alterations to get the direction right. He placed a number of items to act as catalysts as Jake made a mental note to compensate him. When everything was ready, Jake gave the go-ahead as Neil activated it, and Jake felt space around him distort. He could easily resist the effect if he wanted, but he allowed it to take effect as he disappeared.

Jake felt himself travel through space for a second or two as his sphere acted up a bit, but nothing he couldn’t reign in. Finally, when he regained vision, he found himself standing on a large flat stone surrounded by small mountains and hills.

He barely had time to take in surroundings before he detected movement as the rocks around him began moving on their own, and Jake turned his gaze and saw an almost humanoid-looking stack of stone assemble.

[Summoned Stone Elemental – lvl 102]

Jake raised his eyebrows as he looked a bit further and saw the head of a small figure atop a hill not far away. Soon many more elementals appeared as Jake detected more than fifty figures surrounding the small vale he found himself in. Squinting, he finally got a good look at one of the small figures above as it peeked up to look at him.

[Mountain Goat Rockshaper – lvl 114]

A fucking army of goats?

Shaking his head, Jake just raised his hand as arcane mana revolved around it, and a dozen or so arcane bolts appeared. With a flick of his wrist, all of them fired out and hit the stone elementals, making them blow up into dust instantly.

Only half had been blown up as the rest also just crumbled, and when he looked up again, he saw all of the goats gone. Jumping, Jake took flight as he stared at the many goats fleeing in all directions beneath him. Jake couldn’t help but chuckle at the cowardly beasts as he naturally didn’t bother pursuing.

Killing such low-level beasts didn’t give him any experience, and he didn’t really blame the goats for attacking him either. He had kind of just appeared in the middle of what he assumed was their territory, giving off an aura he had been told several times wasn’t the most friendly. So them running away upon seeing he wasn’t someone they could deal with was just smart.

Goodbye, little goats, Jake thought as they all went into hiding, and he looked out over the vast landscape in front of him with rolling hills, mountains, vales, and valleys. When he closed his eyes, he even felt the auras of some beasts that would perhaps be worth challenging hidden within their own territories ahead of him.

Jake found himself around three thousand kilometers away from Haven, which was quite impressively done by Neil. It was a nice headstart for sure.

He took out the compass and, without further ado, began his trip across the land, perhaps only missing checking out a single important detail before taking off:

How far there was.