Hunter 7: The Hunt Begin

Hunter 7: The Hunt Begin

I double-checked my belongings to ensure that I had everything I needed in my backpack. My backpack contains very little; I just have a few clothing and other items that I believe are essential to bring. Particularly my gun.

I intend to return soon after speaking with Elina Forsythe, and then I will finally learn what I need to hear from Grandpa. I don’t know what I might learn from them yet, therefore I don’t have any plans as of now.

Because I am confident that it will either allow me to resume my usual life or not. I haven’t thought about it yet though, since it will overwhelm me once more. I sighed as I stared at nothingness. Who would have thought that a dream could change my life so drastically?

I am prepared to leave, and while part of me was hesitant, I have to deal with this nonetheless. When I was all set, I zipped my bag and descended the stairs, where I was met by a few woke maids. I exchanged greetings till I spotted Nanny Mercy.

I approached her and hugged her before she spoke. “I know you’re afraid of what you’re about to learn, my lady, but remember that at the end of the day, everything will be fine.” She’s consoling me, which makes me feel better.

“Thank you, Nanny Mercedes.” I released her and we walked outside, where Grandpa and Frederick were waiting.

As soon as I spotted Grandpa, I went to embrace him. “Everything will be fine. I will be waiting for you here, so be prepared for another revelation as soon as you return,” he continued, still embracing me. I nodded and smiled. “Vicente will accompany you where the portal is, dear.”

“Have a safe trip, Lady Sabrina.”

I heard Frederick say, as soon as I released Grandpa. I thanked them and said farewell once more before getting into my car. Even though it’s just three in the morning, I got up at two—not because I was excited but rather because that's when I normally get up.

After I informed my grandfather about my dream before, I stopped having it. Even the six werewolves, but I had another dream in which I can’t recall the stranger’s face—aside from his voice. Sighing, I simply followed Vicente's car.

Grandpa initially intended to ask someone to accompany me on this journey, but I declined. I just got a feeling that I needed to go alone, so I did. I knew it was perilous, but I persisted in my desire to travel alone, and he in the end agreed.

While driving and following Vicente’s car, I suddenly recalled something my father told me about how he met Mommy. My father, who also enjoys traveling, met my mother at one of the areas he was visiting and fell in love with her immediately.

He said he got lost and alone amid the wilderness when Mommy arrived out of nowhere. Because of her enchanting beauty, he refers to her as a forest fairy. In addition to her beauty, she also treats him with kindness.

Mommy assisted him in getting out of the forest, and Dad hasn’t stopped thinking about her since then. Only then he did realize he had fallen in love at first sight. Dad didn’t finish telling their story, so I was merely unaware of how they met again.

Now that I think about it, there is a high chance that they are mates. ‘They are mates, right?’. That question surprised me. I choose to ignore that idea by shaking my head and concentrating only on the road ahead. After several hours, we arrived at the portal.

We’re in the heart of the forest, exactly like Grandpa described. Vicente’s car came to a stop on the side before he stepped out and waited for me. I continued driving my car till I was in front of him and opened the car’s window.

When we’re already facing each other, he lowers his head slightly. “We’ve arrived, my lady. Simply follow the trail and drive straight ahead. You wouldn’t be able to see the portal, but just do as Lord Cadwell instructed you.” He said with a straight expression.

“I will. Thank you, Vicente. Take care.”

“So are you, Lady Sabrina.”

After that, I continued to drive, and as I got farther into the forest, I began to feel something. It appears as though this forest has suddenly been magical. I get shivers all over my body, and an unfathomable emotion suddenly envelopes me.

I gulped hard and drove cautiously. My heart was racing, and I’m not sure how I’m feeling right now. Fortunately, the sun is slowly rising and revealing this enigmatic forest. Grandpa told me that all I had to do was follow the route until I saw an arch.

Despite having chills all over my body, I look around for that arch. I drove for a few more minutes, gazing about, until I noticed the arch that Grandpa mentioned. Sighing with relief, I became a little less anxious.

I paused a few inches from the arch and gave it a careful look. It was already rusted, and plants were climbing up it, almost hiding the inscribed inscriptions. I looked at the arch and attempted to decipher what was written on it. I can’t read it well, though, since vines are obscuring it.

However, witnessing the vines move surprised me and revealed the words engraved on the arch. My face wrinkled as I read,

‘Welcome to the world where you will find your fate: either a happy ending or a tragic one.’

“What the hell was that?” I remarked in a quiet voice. I chose to just keep driving after shaking my head in response to what I had read. What sort of ludicrous claim is that? Tsk.

I drive past the arch farther and farther till I can finally see the tunnel in front of me. I was overjoyed as I reached the tunnel since it meant I had finally entered the Lunaria Realm. Yes, that is how I feel right now, especially as I venture farther into the tunnel.

It was pitch black, but ahead of me was a little light, most likely from the tunnel’s exit. The route has been paved, which implies that once I reach the end of this tunnel, I will be certain that I have arrived in Lunaria Realm.

I increased my speed until I reached the tunnel's end, revealing the strange world they had hidden from me. I pulled over to the side of the road and stepped outside. I stretched before taking a glance around. I have yet to arrive in Primrose City, so I can’t see any houses nearby.

There’s nothing more than a forest with huge trees bordering an empty road. Some people may find this view to be breathtaking, while others may find it terrifying. Especially because the clouds are obscuring the sun.

Even though it was just nine-thirty in the morning, the wind seemed too chilly for someone like me who doesn't enjoy the cold. I’m glad I’m wearing a thick cardigan because I already know what type of weather this place has.

I can’t hear anything but the sounds of nature; it’s silent and windy, causing the leaves and trees to dance and make a sound. It was very serene, and it relaxed both my mind and body. Although the scenery is breathtaking, I still get chills thinking about what kind of place this is.

I groan and take another glance around. I’m still close to the tunnel, and the three highways that lead to the various cities are in front of me. The issue is that I can’t remember which route leads to Primrose City. With a mortified expression, I silently chastise myself for having forgotten about which road to take.

“Why is there not an arch or any other signage indicating which city these roads lead to?” I grumbled, but I also blamed myself for forgetting to write it down in case this kind of incident happened.

I merely groaned and tried to recall what route I should turn to while staying here for a little while longer. I just can’t go into any of them blindly since I could end up going into Crimrose City instead. The city of vampires is extremely perilous to me.

Even though they may be practicing consuming animal blood, Grandpa still warned me to be cautious. Especially because there are rogues about and speaking of which! Since these kinds of places are most likely for rogues to appear, I shouldn’t stay here any longer!

Because this is far away from any clans or packs, rogues can roam freely in these kinds of areas. I groaned due to my forgetfulness. Even though I believed I was ready for this journey, it appears I am still not.

‘Why am I in such a hurry? Just watch what occurred, self!’

“Argh! I can’t go home now that I’m here.” I am stressed right now and anxious. It’s a different world here; there’s no way my phone will work here. That is why there is no other way for me to speak with my grandfather. “The view may be breathtaking, but it doesn’t make me any less frustrated in the moment. My goodness, self! I can’t believe you right now!” I complain again. If I can’t recall which route to take…

‘Then I should start hoping that someone would help me.’

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