My Guardian System: The Trader

With just a swing of its massive arm, the two knives bear no result. The beast effortlessly knocked them off.

After knocking off the knives, the beast noticed the human had disappeared.

The area was now empty! If the beast could only talk, it would be asking where that trespasser went in a furious overbearing howl.

For a second, the beast was staring in a daze, but soon it noticed something moving, like a shadow, at the corner of its gleaming fierce eyes. Its head, with a shape that was identical to the bear, turned to where the moving shadow was.

A second after identifying what it was, its mouth opened like a grin, revealing the yellowish saw-like teeth and dark pinkish gum. As though saying, "there you are," the beast galloped to chase the escaping human. It was supposed to be standing as a human did, but now it was running in all four of its limbs. It looks like it was aggressively wanted to kill him.

A while ago, Jem used the knives to distract the beast for a second. After throwing them towards the beast, he immediately ran while forcing his tired body in the direction where he saw something that could save him in his current situation.

Yet, once again, before reaching his goal, the ground vibrated along with hard stomping noises.

There's no need to confirm what it was as it is unmistakably that beast.

"Bullsh*t!"

Jem muttered in a cold hoarse voice mixed with anger and fear. It seemed as though the hair on his nape stood up every moment that he felt the beast closing in.

Without stopping his run, "Bullsh*t!!!" He muttered again in a louder voice.

"I will kill, I will kill, I will kill you all!!!"

The accumulated stress and depression took over him. He swore at the top of his lungs. If Desty did not invite him, he would never be in his situation right now. If not because of those assholes in their party, he would never be in this hell! He wanted to rip them apart and feed them to the beasts.

He was reminded once again of the reason that he was here.

Before the strange gushing sound could reach him, he dove. Then there was a weird feeling that something passed by a hair's breadth away from his nape.

"Gah!"

He groaned when his body skidded on the ground. He could not measure how far he skidded and count how many times his body rolled.

Regardless, he had no time to get up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the furious-looking beast in the act of raising one of its massive arms, full of sharp claws.

'Wha— fast!' In a moment, his mind went blank in shock.

Jem shuddered when he noticed that the beast was already in a point-blank range.

"STOP!" He shouted. It wasn't a pleading shout but a shout of warning and demanding.

As though heeding his warning, the beast suddenly paused. It wasn't because of his shout that the beast stopped. The beast stopped when it noticed what he was carrying in his arms.

The threatening pressure and aura that was surrounding the beast disappeared right off the bat.

Finally, he was able to have a full view of the beast figure. Its body was like that of a bear, but its face was more like a cat. Yet it had ears that looked like bunny ears.

He wanted to ask the trader what kind of beast it was but now is not the right time.

RAWWWR! It howled in a threatening cry.

It must have been so angry when it noticed what he was carrying.

Meanwhile, Jem was embracing in his arms the exhausted baby beast. It wasn't a warm embrace full of love. But a threatening embrace while pointing a knife at it.

Right. Jem was using the baby beast as a hostage.

He knew it was a cowardly act. He also disliked it. But who cares. He wanted to live.

In front of him was an entity that was the very definition of death.

With gritted teeth, he slowly got up on his feet.