Footsteps on the rustling leaves signaled that the trees were budding. Leaving the dry leaves scattered carelessly. Time and time again they shed their leaves and nurture only the leaves that are still green. The sound of the grass gently swaying gave a feeling as if it were gently comforting my heart.

The faint scent of Champi flowers floats to our noses, reminding us of the fragrant scent of the days when we all had nothing but emptiness. Both hands pulled the bow with all their might and savored the bitter taste of the betel nut before spitting it out.

I remember that in the past this used to be a place to compete for our accuracy. William often bought me cut-tipped arrows from around town. It's relatively light and easier to aim than we're familiar with, even though the price is a bit high. But that was no problem for the son of a rich man like him.

Among all the hunter's sons in the village, William was the one with the greatest hunter's instincts. His sharp eyesight was almost inaccurate in estimating distance and direction. Unlike me, who mainly use the sound of their paws hitting the ground and the body odor of their prey to hunt them.

We are often forbidden from entering the deep forests because they are home to ferocious animals or simply because the bounty on their heads is too high for us to receive. Therefore, it was more suitable for adult hunters. So William and I just chased and shot small animals along the edge of the forest for snack money.

If someday we hunt beautiful colorful birds like birds hitting rocks. We will be able to eat more snacks every day. I don't know how one life is the same, what's the difference?

For the next several years I had to collect scraps of money alone on the edge of the forest. William had the opportunity to study shooting. And with his personal talent, he is very skilled. Every time he came back he would always show off the accuracy of his shotgun to me. William would often say that the gun was an evolution of the bow. More penetrating force It's harder to miss the target.

So he urged me to buy one so we could duel with each other like we did when we were kids. But I have to refuse every time because anything made of steel always has a price.

I remained vigilant as I walked deeper and deeper into the forest. William tightened the gun in his hand. Be ready to shoot at all times. Tonight we hope to sacrifice a Predator as a big bonus. William said that if we could hunt the king lions, we would get extraordinarily good money.

Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of splashing mud, as if some animal was running quickly. The speed and impact of the ground made me instantly aware that a tiger was about to pounce.

“William! The tiger is on the right!” I shouted as I cocked my bow and prepared to shoot.

"do not have! Don't shoot!” His voice was frightened.

"have! Be careful!” I let the arrow fly in an arc before piercing its body, but… I missed.

“Hey! I shot and hit a lion, not a tiger.”

"no! There are no lions or tigers, you shot me.”

“How can there be no lions? I can see it.”

“How can you see? Since you…you…” His voice grew weaker and weaker, “You…are blind!”

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