Chapter 140. Hunter’s Roots

Hunter’s POV

I recalled my youth once again when I lived in the village atop a mountain with my family. At that time, my father, the best hunter around and also the chief of the village, held a position I never pondered much due to the villagers’ capabilities, making leadership seem unnecessary.

Despite this, I endeavored to follow in his footsteps and become a hunter worthy of his name. My exceptional sister, endowed with unique teleportation magic and beauty, complemented my efforts. Lastly, my mother, the kindest person you’d ever met, served as a great healer, always extending a helping hand to the less fortunate, even when lacking for herself she would give to the less fortunate.

The four of us loved each other and looked after each other as well. I believed we would be together for a long, long time… However, that all changed when the Krent pack attacked.

Black werewolves with red markings on their bodies came to our village and razed it to the g