All Chapters of Hunters: The Prequel: Chapter 391 - Chapter 400

“Why is he doing this?” Hildegarde asked as she sat upon Mane’s shoulders. Her gaze was fixed onto the figure wearing a white mask standing opposite the giant known as Black Saga.“I don’t know. It doesn’t make any sense.” Mane responded through the mask. Just like Hildegarde, his eyes were glued onto the white masked figure standing in the center of the field.“Do you think the City Lord asked him to do this?” Hildegarde asked, turning her attention to the man seated on the second highest platform in the entire stadium. That platform was second only to the commentator’s booth.“Once again, I have no idea,” Mane shook his head and said. “It doesn’t make any sense to antagonize either Lam or me, so I don’t know why he would give such an order. But that man is crafty and I cannot confidently think for him. So I really don’t know whether he gave the order or it was Black

“Is that allowed?” Peter asked doubtfully, echoing the concerns of the Black Team faithfuls within the stadium, which was basically almost everyone here. The rules of the Grand Tourney prevented any combatant from taking substances that would serve the purpose of boosting their strengths. It was unacceptable to do so.“Technically it is not,” Maggie shook her head and replied. “But,’ she added before Peter could say anything more. “That is for other Enhancement Potions. If it were any other Enhancement Potion, it would have been against the rules to take it pre or mid-match. But the Healing Enhanced Potion is a half and half potion. It partly heals, and partly enhances one’s strength. It isn’t as strong as a regular healing potion so it wouldn’t really stop the bleeding. At most it would slow it down, but its added effect of boosting a person’s strength by 20% makes it far more beneficial than a Healing Potion.

“Hope that nothing happens to my Prince. Your lives and the fate of this entire city depends on it.” Ivor remarked coldly as he stood in front of City Lord Sutton and his family. He had his back turned to them, preventing them from seeing his expression. And because he stood with his back before them, they couldn’t tell if he was back to his old smiling self, or if he was still mad. Added to the fact that he was standing right in front of them and was a very large man, they couldn’t see what was happening on the field. And for some reason they couldn’t hear a thing outside either. They couldn’t hear the crowd, the commentary, or any sounds that indicated an intense clash between two strong warriors. They were completely isolated from the world! City Lord Sutton and Madam Anna didn’t know how it was possible for one to have such an ability, but they didn’t doubt for one second that this was Ivor’s doing.The man was so myst

On a rooftop belonging to one of the many homes in Asher City, three people were running at top speed to make their escape. They were the cloaked figures from before; the people who were responsible for Lam’s near death state. Once their goal was accomplished, they rushed out of the stadium faster than the eye could blink. They didn’t want to be found out, for Ivor the Tattler was famed for his merciless nature just as much as his merchant nature. Everything had been proceeding smoothly, and nothing had gone contrary to their escape plan. Yet when they were just a few meters shy of reaching half a kilometer in their escape, a powerful aura locked on to them, and a furious bellow shook their souls and pressed down upon their bodies.“This aura!” the cloaked man shivered when he felt the power that had locked onto him. This power was full of aggression and rage, and its might was so resounding that he could hear his own bones creaking in submission.

It had been only a day since the finals of the Grand Tourney ended, yet there was no jubilating. There was no laughter in the streets of Asher City. There was no singing and dancing, and there certainly wasn’t any celebratory feast. Every time the Grand Tourney ended, the hosts, Asher City, would entertain the citizens of the city and the Champions in what was called the Celebratory Feast. It was referred to as a feast, but it was really more like a festival. For it was filled with several different programmes and activities. The overabundance of food during this period was just a plus. However, the usual Celebratory Feast held for the Champions that normally run for a whole week had been cancelled. And no one was surprised. No one was in the mood to celebrate after how the Grand Tourney ended. Because of the manner in which the events of that day had ended, the new Champions weren’t presented to the people, though everyone knew who the new Champions were. It was a