56 Do You Want To Fight?

The afternoon air gives the scent of the trees and the leaves and also the earthy smell of the soil, just like your typical forest. The warmth the sun gives off acts as if it was encouraging the crowd to lie down and rest.

As a gale forced a group of humans to close their eyes.

"What a nice weather. It makes you want to sleep here on a hammock." One of the youngsters cannot help but exclaim.

"A nice weather indeed. But we have to go back to the tribe to check if Rezhul sustained any internal injury."

As the two youngsters kept on talking. The others were still enjoying the forest. Even though the forest was just outside the village, they were acting as if it was their first.

Amidst the laughter of the teenagers, Alex, who won the spar, didn't really feel the glory of winning. Rather than smiling, his face kept a frown and a fearful demeanor.

'I seemed to have provoked a hornet's nest.'

He kept on looking back at the trees far behind them and he could still see the silhouettes following their group.

He glared at them to prove that he 'wasn't' scared of them.

At this instant, the color of his eyes were slowly turning red. He felt that he was no longer fearful of what may come. He was starting to get irritated by their actions, constantly popping out their heads behind the trees.

'Ah, I should just kill them.' A thought suddenly sprang up his mind. A cold and murderous gaze fell on those shadows.

Just as he was about to take action, another strong gale came by that forced his eyes to close.

He immediately fought the urge of closing his eyes and opened them, only to see that the beings following them were no longer there.

The anger that has just started to build up, soon subsided.

After a few seconds he suddenly asked himself, 'What was I thinking just now? Killing them? Why would I even kill a human when they didn't do anything to me, other than following?

'Oh no! The side effect of using the skill is slowly eroding my mind. I should really just use it in times of need, like the Poisonous Dagger.' It was only then that dawned on him that in a single day, he used [Madness] twice. No wonder that he suddenly felt a bit bloodthirsty.

It wasn't long until they reached the outside of the village.

There was now a gate made up of big unknown wood, that was sharpened on both ends, looking very ...ancient.

"Wait! Was this gate here before?", Alex mumbled.

"This gate was just created today. You see, when I woke up at dawn, I saw almost every hunter of the tribe moving a bunch of tree logs." A teenager close to him heard of what he said and answered his question.

"Is that so?"

On the sides of the humongous gate, stood two wooden towers. One cannot help but wonder, in this day and age, who would even use wood as a gate?

Anyways, wood was nearest and most abundant material that they could. Who was he to judge?

'It seems that they're preparing against some sort of invasion or an attack?'

It has nothing to do with him anymore, was what he thought. For he would be leaving the tribe at dawn. Unless the attack would take place in the evening, then there was no need for him to fret.

'Now the question is, will the Poda tribe lend me a map to help me get back to Azta?'

He knew that he cannot just blindly head south and hope for a tribe to settle in for a night or two. What he needed was a map to navigate through possible dangerous areas.

"You guys stay here for a second and I will go check Rezhul with the doctor. After that we will discuss something for the hunting tomorrow."

The voice just now woke him up from his own little world, arriving inside of what looked to be a clinic.

The Big Baldie escorted Rezhul to a small room. Since Alex has nothing else to do, he decided to just stay with the group and waited for the Big Baldie to come back.

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After about half an hour of waiting, the Big Baldie finally came out of the room with a slight smile on his face.

He then disclosed the details regarding the injuries of Rezhul. He told everyone that it wasn't a severe one and Rezhul would be able to join them in their hunting tomorrow.

"About tomorrows activity, like last month, I would still teach you by a bit and rate you based on your performances and improvements.

The better ones would be awarded with a weapon made from the bones of a Fierce Beast, while those who hasn't improved much shall be punished according to the tribe's law."

As the teenagers heard of the word 'punished', their faces became filled with fear.

Alex's brows creased as he saw their reactions. The fear that was projected in their faces was something that cannot be faked.

For he has seen an emotion quite like theirs. It was like from the little goblins that he had slain back when he 'dreamt' of the future.

"Screeeeeeech!"

An ear-piercing screech resounded in everyone's ears, as it continued to echo in the vicinity of the tribe. It was immediately followed by loud chirping sounds.

"What!?"

"It's too early! It's not even dusk yet."

"Yeah! They're breaking their rules!"

Angry clamor of the tribesmen could be heard outside the clinic.

Upon hearing the screech, the Big Baldie instructed the youngsters to head back home immediately and told them not to go out unless they were told so.

"Hey Uncle, what's going on?", Alex asked.

"The beasts-, no, the insects are attacking the village."

"What? Insects? Like big insects or small insects?"

"Yes. Human sized insects. They are actually way harder to fight than those beasts. They attack everyone madly; disregarding any injuries they take no matter how big or small it was. Unless you chop their heads off, any attacks are almost considered as useless."

He cannot believe that there were human sized insects. What he was taught at school was there were no insects of this size.

Alex kept on wondering back then why there were no insect king or higher leveled insects known to humanity. It seems that they were keeping a low profile? Or they are being schemed at, so that they can have limited growth?

"Seems like this isn't the first time they are attacking your tribe."

"Yes. They keep on attacking every month at dusk. Now though, they are a day earlier and it's not even dusk yet!"

"Say kid, do you want to fight these monsters with us?" the Big Baldie asked.