All Chapters of Hunters: The Prequel: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

20 Years Ago“Samoa, did you see those prints,” within the Enchanted Forest, a handsome young man was hiding within some bushes with his friend. He looked anxious and weary, just like anyone who entered the Enchanted Forest and saw what they had. The man’s name was Joe.“I did Joe. A creature of such power is terrifying.” Right beside the handsome young man was another good looking youngster. This young man looked very similar to Village Head Samoa, only several years younger. This was because this was indeed Village Head Samoa. At least, this was him when he was younger and still inexperienced.“We must get back to the village and let them know what we have found out. The number of creatures has grown by large amount. And added to that terrifying creature…” Joe wiped the sweat off his forehead and spoke anxiously.An Overflow. That was the greatest fear of all who lived close to an Enchanted Fores

Samoa wished he could see who the surprise intruder was, but the large snake in front of him restricted his view.“Stop yapping and let’s get this over with,” another voice added. This voice was different from the owner of the voice who had prevented the Giant Black Mamba from turning Samoa and Joe into snake chow. Samoa turned to the direction of the voice and noticed a robust middle aged man standing upright on a tiny tree branch. The branch was so tiny that Samoa believed that even a gust of wind should have been enough to bring it down. Was the branch stronger than it looked? Or was the person using it as a stand an impressive specimen of a New Type?Samoa recognized the tree. As a Scouter he knew much about the Enchanted Forest so he knew what that tree was. It was one of the most common kinds of trees one could find in the outer region and wasn’t spectacular in any way. It was weak, and all it was good for was to serve as kindling for fire

“We need to get back,” Frowning Tiger said after a while.The Giant Black Mamba had been burned to a crisp. Normally the body of a Magical Beast with great armor-like skin, or in this case scales, like the Giant Black Mamba would have been treated like a treasure. It could have been used to create many tools and weapons. And its offal could have been sold to the nearby towns for an expensive sum. But such a treasure had been burnt alive, simply because it incurred the wrath of a few Tigers.“Yeah,” Rash Tiger, the only one of similar status who could speak freely with Frowning Tiger agreed with his words. His arms were wrapped around Joe’s shoulder and there was a jovial look about him.“Come Joe. You need to tell the Elders what you found out.” Rash Tiger stated and took the lead.“Yes Uncle,” Joe responded from underneath his uncle’s arm. Since Rash Tiger was so big, Joe looked like a helpless

The village held a village meeting every week. These meetings were basically get-togethers, and the villagers spent time dancing and laughing with each other regardless of their status. Elders weren’t elders at that time, and the Village Head was also an average Joe during these meetings. If a Tiger was present at the meeting, he/she also would shed off that title for the night.The Ceremonial Fire was a bonfire that was lit to remember the sacrifices of the ancestors of the village. It served as a reminder to each generation that the village was standing because of the passionate sacrifices of those who came before. As the fire burned, an attendant constantly added kindling to keep it going. The tinder added represented the names of villagers who had lost their lives. Since each person died once, the fire burned for them once, and never again. But the Village Head was promising Samoa that the fire would burn for his friends forever. It was a great promise weightier tha

Back in the meeting room, the Elders and Village Head Fan were still having a meeting. Samoa was nowhere to be found. This meeting wasn’t one that he could partake in. Frowning Tiger had left to call the other Predators. Since it was decided that the village wouldn’t be evacuating and that they would stay and fight as one, the Village Head and the Elders had to plan their defense.“The village has 24 Predators, 75 Thrashers, 295 Animal Hunters, and 400 Soldiers. We have to know how many are available.”Village Head Fan furrowed his brows and said. On the table before him was a board. There were several pieces on the board. Some of these pieces were white, others were green, some were red and the last color present was blue. The green pieces littered the board, and were the most of all the pieces. The white pieces came next when it came to number. The blue pieces were about quarter of the number of white pieces and the red pieces were the fewest,