328 Devicing A Plan
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According to what I have researched, Wyverns were D Ranked Monsters, which were already terrifying enough to destroy entire villages and even threaten big cities if their numbers were more than three. However, it was stated that the Wyvern living in the Mountain far away wasn’t a normal one, it had been mutated through the Demonic Miasma and had turned even stronger than normal Wyverns. Some catalogued it as a C Rank Monster, while some said it could even compare to a B Rank Monster depending in the intensity of the Demonic Energy.
B Rank Monsters were completely capable of wiping out an entire city by themselves. Most attacks were ineffective against them and they were vicious, having enormous quantities of stamina and health that kept them going for days without needing to rest. They were beasts that only lived in the depths of the wilderness of the continent, often treated as “Field Bosses” by Adventurers, they were terrifyingly strong beasts that not even B Rank Adventurers dared to fight unless extremely necessary. …Or so was what I had researched in the Adventurer Guild with the help of Eleanora. Even now, in a world where everybody was born with a Spirit and a Talent, monsters were so strong that multiple people had to fight them together to stand a chance.
This Wyvern, for whatever reason, had come here and ended interrupting this special occasion. Even almost killing the wife of the Duke in the process. Although his impression of us might had increased after healing her, the entire horror of it and everything else might make him even more doubtful if this Frontier Village would be able to survive the dangerousness of monsters outside. If we don’t defeat the Wyvern right now and show him that the people in this village are capable of defeating these monsters, then his trust towards my father and the rest of the Hunters might plumet.
And well, I also wanted to enact what I had sworn to myself before, I wanted to defeat this wyvern.
“Father, let’s hunt this Wyvern.”
“What…?!”
My father’s shocked expression was notably obvious. As someone that had never fought a flying monster before, it was obvious he had no clue how to even hunt the creature down.
“Again with your insanity…!” Ellergest said. “Leave this to us, you don’t have to get involved!”
“That Wyvern is in a completely different level than even Cassandra, Blake.” Said Seth. “Don’t think you can just help because you want to.”
“We’ll have to take that thing down by ourselves, or maybe scare it enough it will fly away.” Said Jack.
“Blake… What do you have in mind?” Elizabeth, however, ignore the three of them and quickly asked me what I was thinking.
“You got an idea?” Chris approached me and asked as well, who had stayed in here with Erika and Eric.
“I-I shouldn’t even be here but I couldn’t think about leaving you guys behind…” Sighed Eric.
“What plan?!” Asked Erika, furiously asking as if she was dying to fight that monster.
“It won’t involve any of us getting hurt… if it works properly.” I said, looking at my father. “Don’t worry father, I am not planning on engaging closely to that beast, nor any of us should do that, it will be a sure death.”
“T-Then what do you even have in mind?” My father asked.
“We’ll lure it with our attacks from a distance, while Eleanora here…” I said, as Eleanora materialized from within my shadows. “…Will create a trap with the help of father’s Spirit and my Rabbits.” I quickly summoned the four Usagi I had stored as cards, the Duke, and the chief, who had never seen me summon Familiars before opened their eyes wide in shock.
“Just how many Familiar Spirits does this boy has?!” Asked the Duke.
“I am an Invoker.” I said. “My specialty is summoning familiars.”
“I-Invoker?!” The chief cried in utter disbelief.
“There’s no point in hiding it any more anyways.” I said while waving my head.
“So your plan is to lure the wyvern into an underground trap?” My father asked.
“Didn’t you take down Demon Giants similarly? You are able to shape the dirt below your feet, father. It was one of your newly awakened Skills.” I said, as I recalled that he had done that in war, but my father had not used such power ever since.
“T-That’s… the power I used drain my MP by a lot, unless I have MP Potions, I can’t properly do this. I lack the amount of MP that a mage would have, which is necessary to use this skill.” He said.
“Well, you’ve drunk the Apple Juice I gave you, right?” I asked. “Don’t you feel your Mana bubbling more?”
“M-My Mana?” Asked my father, quickly closing his eyes, sensing the faint aura of blue color that his mana produced. “I-I had not realized it yet but my MP is indeed at full… And it is recovering quickly whenever I use it to activate a Skill! I am pretty sure it took over 12 hours to recover at full, I used the farm just some hours ago but its full again?!”
My father often used his MP to tend the farm, as he had the [Farmer] Talent, using the Skills related to his Talent cost MP, which he most of the time used completely just so our plants could grow healthy. Of course, with my help that process had become smoother, but apparently he still wasted all his MP into doing this process. Perhaps emptying his MP daily also increased it over time through many years, which would also explain how he has such a high amount of it despite being a Farmer.
“What juice?” Asked Chris Father.
I quickly took some bottles from my bag made out of wood, and quickly made everybody drink them. The sweet juice revitalized them, and suddenly made their MP recover at x3 its original speed, everybody noticed the difference quickly after.
“Incredible, what sort of Magic Fruit did you use for this?!” Asked Ellergest.
“Apples.”
“Eh?!”
“Now, listen to me, I’ll need everybody’s help… Let’s lure that wyvern, trap it, and kill it for good!”
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